ATM 2:A True Madness (FBS#1)

Epilogue

"Can you just drive me home?" Sabi ko matapos ang ilang minutong katahimikan. Nandito pa rin kami sa car park ng building ni Yuan.

Sumulyap ako sa kanya at diretso ang tingin niya sa harap. His jaw is clenching. But after a few seconds, he sigh, then look at me. "Are you tired?" He asked, almost looking defeated. I was a bit confused at his over reaction but I don't wanna ask him what's the problem.

"A bit."

He ran his fingers through his hair and I want to capture the sight of him but I can't, especially now that he looks frustrated over something.

He sighed again. Really. I wanna ask what's his problem. Pero bakit nga ba hindi ko siya matanong? Grr.

"Fine." His face now straight, and void of any emotion. "I'll drive you home now. You must be really that tired." Then he maneuvered the car out of the parking.

I can't help but glance at him from time to time while he's driving. At mukhang hindi niya naman ako napapansin because he never returned the looks I'm giving him.

His face's straight. But his eyes, eventhough I can only see its side, I can sense defeat. But... why? I suddenly wonder of he's that affected of our cancelled dinner-date. With that thought, guilt shoots my veins.

Pero 'pag naiisip kong simpleng bagay lang naman iyon, pakiramdam ko tuloy hindi talaga iyon 'yung dahilan. I sighed after deciding to drop the topic on my mind.

Tumigil ang kotse sa parking ng hotel na tinutuluyan namin ni Angelico. And awkward silence enveloped me. At lalo lamang iyong lumala when the engine of the car died.

Hindi ko na napigilang tingnan siya at ganun pa din, nasa harap pa rin ang tingin niya. And something dawned on me while watching his straight face and far eyes. I want his eyes over me. Always. And... now that it weren't for me, I felt my heart shook of sadness.

Then frustration. Only tonight I've realized that his eyes were always directed towards me. Ngayon lang. Ngayong wala sa akin ito.

I cleared my throat, trying to clear my mind and my heart too for that throbbing pain in my chest. "Ahm... you want to check Ico?" I don't know kung bakit iyon ang sinabi ko. E samantalang ni-reject ko 'yung dinner-date namin tapos ngayon aayain ko siya sa hotel namin. Ano ba talagang pinaglalaban ko dito?

"Maybe tomorrow." His voice is dripping cold. "Goodnight."

Marahan na lang akong napatango. It's like his tone indicates that he wants me to go now. And, yes. I get it.

"G-goodnight." Although I swallowed many times to cleared the lump in my throat that's forming once again, and not to mention much painful, my voice still cracked. And damn! Nagmadali ako sa pagbaba sa kanyang kotse and I almost tripped when I tried to reach the elevator as fast as I could because tears were already flowing like a waterfalls on my both cheeks. Ugh! Ano ba 'to!

"Ate-" agad na napatigil sa pagsasalita si Pamela ng makita ang basang-basa kong mukha. Nanlaki ang mga mata niya then concern flooded in her eyes.

Kinalma ko ang sarili ko at marahang pinunasan ang basang pisngi. "Where's Ico?"

"T-tulog na po sa kwarto." Nag-iwas siya ng tingin sa akin. "Ipinagtabi ko rin po kayo ng hapunan kung sakaling 'di pa kayo kumakain." Mahinhing sabi niya.

Tumango ako. "Salamat. At pasensiya na ginabi ako. Kung gusto mo ay dito ka na matulog. Delikado kung bi-biyahe ka pa."

"Salamat po, ate. Pero wala po kasing kasama si nanay sa bahay. Uuwi na lang po ako." She smiled politely and somehow, her pleasant face calmed my aching heart.