Jay'sPOV
I slept… but not enough.
The events of yesterday were still stuck in my mind, hurting me somewhere deep.
I don't hate Keifer now, but I am angry. Too angry.
How could he do this to me?
And his flirting last night? It didn't work… and it never will.
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and cursed silently. Damn it — I'm late again.
I got up, got ready, and headed downstairs. Aries was already waiting. I didn't bother with breakfast — the tension in the house was enough for me, and I definitely didn't want to ride with my cousin-turned-brother. I decided to take my bicycle.
I knew I'd be late.
As I stepped outside, my heart skipped a beat.
Keifer. Leaning against his car, glancing at his luxurious watch over and over as if waiting for someone. Hair messy, looking infuriatingly handsome.
What the hell is the king of assholes doing here? Right in front of my house, not tucked in some corner… Does he want Angelo to kill him?
I marched up to him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, annoyed, not even bothering to look at him.
"I'm here to take my queen to school," he said casually.
"But I—" I started, but he cut me off..
"Jay, argue later. We're getting late. Let's go."
Before I could protest, he opened the car door. I gave him a glare but sat anyway — because yes, I was running late.
The drive was silent for a while, until he spoke.
"Jay… I want to tell you something."
I didn't reply. I didn't want to, not after everything.
"Actually, only Keigan and I are going to London. Keiran is staying here in the Philippines with a close friend of mine. That friend wants privacy, so I can't tell you his name, even if I wanted to."
My mind raced. Keiran is staying here? Will he be safe? And who is this friend? Is he trustworthy?
"Why are you telling me this? I'm pretty sure you don't think I'm someone you can trust with this," I said, my voice cold.
"I'm telling you because it matters to me that you know. I trust you with this… with Keiran," he said.
His words shook me. Why does he have to say things like that?
"You don't need to. I know you're saying it because I told you how I felt," I murmured.
"I'm not telling you because I have to, Jay… I'm telling you because I want to. Don't think it's otherwise. I've realized my mistake, and I'm trying to be better," he said, his voice heavy with emotion.
I didn't respond, but my lips curved into a small smile. I was bouncing inside, secretly thrilled that he trusted me — even with his brother.
"Jay… I want your help with something. Can you please help Keiran whenever he needs it while I'm gone?" His eyes were full of hope.
"I will," I replied, short but sure.
"Thanks," he said softly.
We were almost at school when he suddenly stopped the car mid-way at a café.
"Wh—" Before I could ask, he was gone. Seven minutes later, he returned carrying huge bags. He handed me a burger.
I stared in pure shock. How did he know I skipped breakfast?
"Eat," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"You can't order me, Watson," I told him, still confused.
"I'm not ordering, my queen. I'm requesting. And I'm gonna eat this too, and I don't want my wife drooling over his shirt while looking at a mere burger," he said, teasing, but there was concern in his eyes.
I rolled my eyes but smiled. "Fine, Kwanan. This is your payment for lying to me," I said, snatching the burger. Finally, food. I was starving..
"Who's Kwanan?" he asked, confused.
"You. Who else?" I shot back.
"Jay, my name is Keifer."
"I don't care. I'll call you Kwanan."
"What does that even mean?"
"Mind your own business, Kwanannnn," I said, taking another huge bite.
He looked irritated — good. I liked that.
"Jay… call me Keifer," he said again.
I ignored him, attacking my food.
"Fine… let's go," he huffed.
School was quieter than usual. Section E wasn't their usual chaotic selves — no David falling asleep in class, no mischievous Ci-N, no Drew begging for money, no Edrix cursing. I missed the chaos, honestly. But they'd have to earn it — they hid things from me, after all.
I took a seat in the corner, away from everyone, especially that Kwanan.
Classes ended quietly, and recess came. I hadn't eaten lunch, and Percy was busy in a meeting. Out of frustration, I went to the washroom.
When I returned, my eyes widened. On my table was lechon from a famous shop. Of course — Kwanan.
I tried to ignore it, moving the box to the next table, but a note slipped out:
"Even if you're mad, I can't let my queen go hungry. Eat it, or I'll cry… or make you eat it my way."
I chuckled quietly. My anger melted… just a little. I kept the food and texted him:
Me: You can't earn forgiveness with food, Kwanan.
His reply came instantly:
Gagon Baliw: I'm not doing this for forgiveness, Jay-Jay. I want you to feel that I notice you and I love you. You are not a plan. Don't make this easy for me.
Oh god… how does he do this?
Gagon Baliw: Jay… love, please call me Keifer. I'm dying to hear it from you.
I laughed aloud. You're making me angry and happy at the same time, Kwanan.
Me: Kwanan… eat.
I could feel his happiness through the phone, even without a reply.
Throughout the day, he didn't stop — leaving me warm drinks with notes like:
"Let me do this once, without making it complicated."
Each message made me blush harder. Mark Keifer Watson was the king of flirting.
After school,I was ready to walk to home but my luck didn't favour me, I tripped over a stone outside the parking lot. Before I could react, strong arms lifted me.
Keifer.
"What are you doing??" I squirmed.
But he ignored me, carrying me to the car.
His eyes were full of concern.
"Jay, why can't you take care of yourself? Stay still, or you'll get hurt," he said, voice high but concerned.
He took me to car and made me sit on the shotgun seat and began checking my wound..
His treatment made me feel… fragile. I yelled out of frustration:
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? I'M NOT WEAK!"
He was silent for a moment, savoring my reaction, then said softly:
"I know you're not weak. You never were. I don't see you as someone I need to protect but I see you as my equal… but you're still my queen, and I will treat you like that whether you like it or not."
His words shut down all my doubts. My anger and insecurities melted, but I wasn't ready to forgive him completely — not yet. I stayed quiet.
He didn't speak either, just started the car.
"Jay, I'll share my schedule with you and try to call whenever I can," he broke the silence.
Good. You should, Watson. But the thought of him leaving for London stung more than my bruise ever could.
We reached home, and I ran before he could help me. Enough for today. I'll forgive him… tomorrow.
Gagon Baliw: Take care, Jay. I'll text when I arrive
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