Numero Singko

CHAPTER 6- Magasin

Marcella's
POV

Isn't it funny how some songs in our playlist can change our everyday mood? Like listening to "Pare Ko" by Eraserheads and feeling like you're the one in the place of the singer?

I've always felt that everytime I hear ZJ's voice, I felt everything he wants his listeners to feel whether it's a sad or happy feels. Sometimes I imagine myself in front of him while his playing his guitar and singing, that would feel so ethereal!

I really don't understand why I really like him, he doesn't do his own music, coz' he likes to sing covers especially those songs that are sung by boybands. Well, it should be horrible since it should be sung by two or more persons but when he sings it, it feels like he was the one who wrote it. He gives vibes that the listeners want to feel.

I must be crazy! I'm falling for someone who can't love me back! I mean, I know it's impossible but I can't help it!

"I told you to focus on your studies Marcella! Not to play that stupid Sport! And this?! This stupid albums?!"

I was taken aback. The next thing I knew is that ZJ's albums are all broken!

"Mom! What did you do!"

Humahangos na ako, mga luha ko'y tila bang ayaw nang magpa-awat at nag-uunahan na silang mahulog habang pilit kong inaayos ang nagibang mga CD.

"Tama na po! Bitiwan niyo po yan! Mommy!" iyak kong sigaw, umaasang hihinto na ito.

"You need to pass the College Admission Test in IDC! But look what you're doing! Kung hindi ka naglalaro ng lintek na Volleyball na yan, ay nandito ka naman sa kwarto mo at nakikinig sa punyetang musika ng ZJ na yan!" naghihisterya niyang pahayag.

I stared at her, my tears continued to pooled down. Bakit naging Doktor ka pa Mommy?! Kung ganito rin naman ka panget ang mga lumalabas sa bibig mo? Pwede mo naman akong pagsabihan ng hindi ka nagsasalita ng ganyan! Gusto kong sabihin yan ngunit hindi ko nagawa.

"Bakit ba ayaw niyo akong intindihin Mom?! Ayoko ngang magdoktor! Gusto kong maging atleta at makapasok sa National Team! I don't want to operate on sick people! I don't want-"

She slapped me. Hard.

This isn't the first time. Kung tutuusin nga ay sanay na ako. Ganito naman lagi ang nangyayari, tuwing namamatayan siya ng pasyente ay ako ang pinagbubuntunan niya. I rolled my eyes, kung sana ay nandito lang si Dad.

"You're unreasonable Marcella!"

Now I'm the unreasonable one? Unreasonable ba ang paghindi ko sa gusto niya?

She stomped out of my room. Maingat kong kinuha ang mga sirang CD at inilagay ko sa isang box. Marami-rami na rin pala ang nasira niya. I wiped my tears away saka kinuha ang picture ni Dad sa bed side table.

"If you were here Dad, what would you do?" natanong ko sa litratong hawak-hawak ko. As if naman sasagot ito.

"Sana ay nandito ka kasama ko."

A tear fell down. I wiped it again.

Narinig ko ang pagbukas ng sasakyan at ang pagsara nito, pati na rin ang pag-andar. She left again.

I hurriedly walked down the stairs to see if there's something to eat. But there's none. Nawalan na ako ng gana.
I brushed my teeth and do my things. These things are just normal Marcella kaya hindi mo na kailangang umiyak pa uli. Sayang lang ang mga luhang nahuhulog.

"You should get here now, ASAP!" basa ko sa isang text na pinadala ni Maxine.

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