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Number One Fan


Author: issabacsa Total hits: 5329 User hits: 24 Date: 05-15-2014

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  THE NEXT FEW DAYS, Joyce did not speak to me and went out to school without uttering a word that Monday morning.

  I was already not in the mood to take another misgiving. When I arrived at the office, someone took my telephone unit. They said that it was already up for replacement.

  “And what will I use for today?” I asked.

  “You can use mine,” said one of my colleagues. “IT said that your new phone unit will be in here tomorrow.”

  “Tomorrow?” I repeated. “So I don’t have a phone unit for a day. That’s nice.”

  They might have sensed my sarcasm and have warned the others not to bother me at all. Everyone knew my once in a blue moon temper.



  “HI!” GREETED DAVID when he saw me.

  I was reading my notes for the six o’clock evening newscast that night.

  I did not respond so he said, “Hey, the famous Regine Sta. Maria is becoming snobbish.”

  “David, please,” I said. “Stop it.”

  David may not have heard what I have said.

  “Hey, come on, smile,” he said. “Your show is rating high and you seem not happy.”

  “Can you do me a favor?” I asked. “I’m upset since this morning and I want to be alone.”

  “Oh, upset, huh?” he said. “Is your prank caller pestering you again?”

  “David, please…” I pleaded.

  “Have I done something wrong?” he asked.

  “None,” I replied. “It’s just that I want you to get off my back.”

  David might have misconstrued what I have said.

  “You know, Regine,” he said changing his tone. “Ever since I came here in RMBN, everyone was so aloof to me. I thought you were my friend. But there you are, also avoiding me. I’m trying to be friends with everyone here, but everyone treat me as a stranger, an enemy.”

  I did not speak.

  “Then,” he continued, “you claimed you have a prank caller. Then these murders happened. Then you have your own TV show, and now you are on top. Maybe, just maybe, they’re all coincidences…”

  “They’re not coincidences!” I shouted back. “If you don’t believe me, it’s fine. But please, back off!”

  Both of us stunned. I could not believe I said that to him.

  “Okay, fine,” he said and left me alone.



  “GOOD EVENING. I AM DAVID LIM, with Regine Sta. Maria for RMBN, Royale Metro Balita Ngayon. In our headlines…”

  I tried not to show on camera my upset. Whenever David would look at me, I would avoid his stare. I did not speak to him even after the newscast.



  I HAVE MET THE NEW JANITOR AGAIN at the corridor near the ladies’ room. I left right after the newscast and passed by the ladies’ room to freshen up.

  “Good evening, ma’am,” he greeted me while mopping the floor.

  I nodded and smiled. I stopped and called him.

  “Excuse me,” I said. “What’s your name?”

  “Jorge Morales, ma’am,” he answered smiling at me.

  “Are you new here?” I asked.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he replied, nodding.

  “Were you the one who I saw at the fence one night?” I asked again. “How did you get in here?”

  “The guard told me that there was a job opening in the recruitment agency nearby so I applied for janitor here. I wanted to work here.”

  “I see,” I nodded.

  I turned and walked towards the lobby when I heard him say:

  “By the way, ma’am, I’m your Number One Fan.”

  I looked back at him, wondering.

  What does he mean by that?



  “YOU’VE BEEN SO SILENT,” said Alex while dined at a fast food restaurant. “What’s wrong?”

  “I just had a bad day,” I replied, trying to finish my sandwich. “I was upset the whole day. I shouted at David awhile ago.”

  He might have sensed that I do not have the appetite to eat a full dinner. He took my hand, squeezed it, and put it on his chest.

  “What did he do to you?” he asked.

  “Maybe he wanted to talk to me but I shouted at him to back off.”

  “I’m here and I love you,” he said. “Would that help ease your feelings?”

  I smiled. Sometimes, I wondered if he was sincere.

  After Adele’s suicide, Alex, David, and I drifted apart. We only saw each other again in our work as professional journalists.

  “Is there anything wrong?” he asked.

  “I don’t know,” I said, trying to avoid his stare. “Whenever I see you and David, I would remember Adele; memories back in college come to my mind…”

  “You still love David, don’t you?” Alex asked.

  I could not answer his question. I could feel his jealousy. I do not know how to answer it.

  First love never dies. Yet I have to move on. They say, “To forgive and forget”. How could I forgive if I do not forget?

  “No, I don’t have that feeling any longer,” I said. “It’s just that I’m trying to move one but the past keeps on haunting me. Don’t you have that kind of feeling?”

  Alex shook his head as he put his arms around my shoulder.

  “I always make sure that my past would not hinder my present and my future,” he said.

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