The Truth

Everything went out of control. A bomb exploded last Wednesday. Everybody was very nosy to know every detail of it. It was like a lechon in a barrio fiesta.
We were so worried for Page.

I even tried running after her after knowing that she just stepped out of her area. I really thought that she went out of the office. I even asked the security guard where she headed, if she took the elevator or the stairs. I tried reaching her through her celphone, I really thought she was rejecting my call.

Just to find out that she just went to the ladies room.

We asked her if she is ok. She said she was fine. She was kinda expecting it. She may be unprepared but she understands that this could happen and now it is really happening. She may be judged by some. But her true friends stood by her.

Until it reached the top management last Friday.

That made her file a terminal leave. We really wanted to talk to her but we were advised not to do so. I tried calling her up, but again, my call was rejected. I was told that she needed time to be alone. As much as I wanted to talk to her, actually, it was me and the two other girlfriends who really planned to talk to her. We decided not to bug her for a while and give her the time she wanted.

Page is alone, Phoebe went home already with her husband while the two us decided to go to Market Market to unwind. That was around 6:30pm.

After dropping by the Ladies Room, the security guard approached us and said that Page called and said that she is also about to leave the office so, we waited for her.

We were sitting in the stairs waiting for her. I think we waited for 10-15 minutes.

The moment she we went to us, our words were, are you okay?

With her swollen eyes, she was trying to smile and replied, oo.

She asked where Phoebe was, we told her she went home already. Then she asked where we are going. We asked her if she wants to go with us to Market Market. She said ok lang.

We were in the cab when we decided to call up Phoebe and asked if she could join us for a dinner. Phoebe needs to ask for the permission of her husband and requested us to call her up after five minutes. Well, it was okay with her husband after all.

I got a phone call from the mom of Page asking if she is with us. I said yes and that we were heading to Market Market. And I passed the phone to her.

We decided to wait for Phoebe and dine at North Park.
It was a nice dinner. Page told us everything that happened between 1:00pm to 4:00pm of that same day.

Do I really have to go on details?

I think I dont have to.

Many were already affected.
Issues are spreading on its own.
Some people are treating it like a chain letter that you have to pass it to everyone before the end of the day or else you will experience a bad luck.
What do they get from it anyways? arggh!
LOSERS!

We were so concern for Page. We know how hard these things are for her. And since, that Friday was her last day, we really wanted to be with her.

She waited for the txt message from her mom if she can go home already and after receiving the txt message, we decided to go.

We were together on our way home. She held my hand before she leaves the fx taxi. I told her to txt me.

Saturday and Sunday passed and I have not received a txt message from her. I really do not know what happened to her that night. I just wish and pray that she is okay.

I was on leave last Monday because I have to bring my daughter, Gayle to her Pediatrician. Still, I have not heard from Page.

The following day, I was surprised with the news that reached me from left and right. Page was advised by her mom to stop talking to the three of us. For the reason-I have no idea.

Suddenly, she was so damn angry with Phoebe and her husband that she wants her to lose her job. I read her txt messages to her Charlie.
ngayon ko lang na realize kung gaano ko kagalit sa mag-asawang yun.
dapat lahat kme mawalan ng trabaho.
umamin sya kay…kung gano sya ka selos sa ken.
baka nga pati ung email scam alam nya e.

I was totally clueless. What happened?

I txted her. are you mad at us? And instead of replying, she forwarded my message to her Charlie asking if I knew that she knows it already.

Knew what? What is she talking about?

I emailed her mom. I was asking how Page was. I asked her why Page wont talk to us anymore. Why is everybody treating us as if it is our fault? Her mom replied.

With a blank message. It was like a slap on my face. I felt so bad that I cannot control my tears.

Me and Prue were never involved in that issue. We were just there because Page and Phoebe are our friends. We were there to listen, to absorb everything they want to say, there are missing link though. But never it occurred to our mind, to interrogate them and obliged them to explain everything in detail.

There are so many questions in our mind. And we respect when they said that someday, they will tell us the whole, whole story.

But why the hell is everybody treating us this way? As if we planned everything that happened?

THEY ARE SNOBBING US AS IF IT IS OUR FAULT WHY PAGE IS NO LONGER IN THIS OFFICE.

I wish I do not know anything. I wish I was not there to listen. I wish I am not concern.

I wish they were not my friends?

I can never wish for that. They are my friends and I love them both. They are beside me through thick and thin.

For Page,
I treated you like a sister.
I believe in everything you said.
I never gave up on you.

You lied to me when you said nothing happened.
You were lying to me when you said you were not communicating with him anymore.
But still I never gave up on you.

Just to know that.
You do not know me that well.
That you really believe that I can do that stupid thing to you.
It hurts me so bad because you were accusing me.
I am not stupid, girl.
The txt messages you sent your Charlie, it only shows that you are mad at me.
You have been telling everybody how hurt you were.
But you were never aware the hurt you caused to some people.

How sad.

Friends are siblings God never gave us. True!
But, do you really consider us as your friends?

I am praying for you.
I still wish to see you someday.
I still want you to be Gayle's godmother.
And I am sorry to disappoint you, girl. I am not taking NO for an answer.

For Phoebe,
I never judged you.
I never doubted everything you said.
I believe you when you said you will tell me everything when the right time comes.

I just wish you the strength.
In facing all these trials.
Trust is not something to be asked for.
It is something to be gained.
And you are truly aware that this cannot happen overnight.

Girlfriend,
God will never give us problems that we can never handle.
Like what you have said, you have been through hell and back.
And you survived!

I am also praying for you.
And I am not giving up.
I know someday,
The Power of Three will be together again.

And to all those people around us, implicating us.
Trying to bring us down.
It makes you all happy seeing people falling apart.
It gives you all the pleasure to see how people suffer.
You have been pushing people to the wall.
Waiting for them to give up.
I pray for you all.
Come on, give us your best shot!
Besides,
Everybody knows that KARMA is just around the corner.