In His Paradise (Completed)

Kabanata 10

Lumayo

"So you prefer mystery-thriller movies rather than love stories and chick flicks?" Tanong ni Luke sa akin.

I nodded. "Yes. I just feel like they're more realistic than cheesy love stories and corny chick flicks. You know, like life isn't all about happiness, romance and forever shits. Masyadong corny. Kasi sa buhay, hindi naman laging masaya. It is more realistic when life becomes cruel and bitch. There's more to life than those happily-ever-after sickness. At hindi lahat ng dumadaan sa struggles, natatapos sa imaginary happily ever after na yan," sagot ko habang pinaglalaruan ang laylayan ng damit ko.

"Ang bitter mo naman," komento niya. I just shrugged.

After the embarrassing kissed-his-forehead incident, we came up to getting-to-know each other, favorites and dislikes.

Fine, masaya siyang kausap. Nalaman kong paburito niya ang pineapple. Yong tipong kahit lason basta pineapple flavor lalaklakin niya. And you know what's weird? I really find that cute. Goodness, tell me I'm crazy.

"Can you sing for me?" He asked out of nowhere.

I stared at him in awe. Sing for him daw?

"Huh?"

"Pwede mo ba akong kantahan, please?" Naroon na naman ang puppy look sa mukha niya.

Napakagat labi ako. Sure, I am not the best singer but also not the worst. Kumbaga, I'm on the average who could hit notes, but not the so freaking high notes.

"Sigurado ka?" Natatawang tanong ko.

He nodded. I gaped at him in disbelief. Sigurado nga siya.

His faced lit up, tila may naalala. Tumayo siya at kinuha ang nakasabit na gitara sa sulok.

"Marunong ka?" Tanong niya sa akin. Napakagat labi ako at tumango.

Tinuruan ako ni Toffy back in high school. Minsan sumasama ako sa gig ng banda nilang Thunders. Ilang beses din akong nag vocals sa mga performance nila. And so I can say I'm not a bad singer. I deserve an applause for that.

Nakangiti si Luke habang inaabot ang gitara sa akin. Niyakap ko ang gitara at bahagyang kinaskas.

"Baka magsisi ka kapag narinig mo ang boses ko," natatawa kong biro. Or worst, baka bigla na lang siyang kumaripas ng takbo pababa ng tree house. Albeit, I'm not a terrible singer.

"Mas magsisisi ako kapag hindi ko narinig ang boses mo," sagot niya at matamis na ngumiti.

His brown eyes were glittering while the genuine smile never left his lips. Brown eyes huh? I think I know what song I'm gonna play for him.

Ngumiti ako at dahan dahang kinaskas ang gitara.

Brown Eyes by Rihanna. Buong verse ay nakatitig lang ako sa gitara habang kumakanta. Pero awtomatikong umangat ang ulo ko nang kantahin ko ang chorus. He's staring at me and I courageously stared back. Trying to comprehend from every lyrics that left my lips.

".. I know that he loves me, cause he told me so
I know that he loves me, cause his feelings show
When he stares at me, you see he cares for me
You see how he is so deep in love.."

Lies. This man doesn't love me. It is just impossible in a short span of time. I don't even know why I'd picked up this song. 'Cause of the title, perhaps? He has brown eyes..

A bit distracted by the whirlpool of thoughts, I continued singing heartily.. Strumming the guitar like a life line.

"..I know that he loves me cause it's obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trusts
And he's missing me, if he's not kissing me
And when he looks at me his brown eyes tell his soul.."