Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: The Singularity

2 days before Dean's death

Victoria Abbel's Point of View

"Damien is staying here? Wow. That's new." Her name is Carla and she's the one who is responsible for cleaning the house. At ngayon naman ay nandito siya para maglinis ng buong bahay. May hawak itong trash bin na puno ng gusot na mga papel.

"I got a lot of trash from his room." Carla is a blonde woman and she's in her late fifties. Good thing she can still manage to do all the cleaning in our house. Palagi naman siyang may kasama maglinis, I don't know if it's her daughter or niece. I don't bother asking. That explains why she's holding a trash bin. That must be Trevor's trash.

Ibinaba ko ang baso na may tubig at lumapit sa kanya.

"It's not Damien. There's another man residing here and now he's staying at Damien's room." Kinuha ko ang trash bin kay Carla at nagulat naman siya dahil sa ginawa ko. Kahit ako ay nagulat dahil sa ginawa ko.

"Ohhh, another brother of yours?" She asked while looking at me with her curious eyes. The idea of us being siblings was cringeworthy. Eww.

"He's not my brother, okay? Just a friend of mine in the Philippines. And don't worry about this trash, I'll take care of it." She nodded her head and didn't even bother asking for more. Mabuti naman dahil wala na akong gumanang sumagot pa kung may itatanong man siya. Kinuha ako ng trash bin na mula sa kwarto ni Trevor and put it inside my room. Wala akong ideya kung bakit mas dinala ko ito sa kwarto ko kesa itapon sa labas.

Napahawak na lang ako sa noo ko. Huwag mong sabihin na naghahakot na ako ng basura dito sa kwarto ko?

I looked at the trash bin and stared at the crumbled papers. I reach for one and about to open it when I heard a knock on my door. Bigla ako nagitla at naihulog ang crumpled paper. Wala naman akong ginawang kasalanan, bakit bigla na lang akong nagugulat na para bang may ginawa akong hindi tama.

Another knock and that made me come back from my senses. Inilagay ko muna ang trash bin sa ilalim ng kama ko bago buksan ang pinto.

"Where's the hardware?" Trevor asks. Why is he asking about such questions. Ano pa ba ang purpose ng google map? Duh! Hindi ko maintindihan ang sarili ko kung bakit ganito na ang pakikitungo ko sa kanya. Siguro ay dahil masyado na akong napapagod sa kakahabol sa kanya. Plus, there's something I want to prove.

I'm about to open my mouth to answer his question but he caught me off guard when he grabbed my hand.

"Nevermind, come with me and lead the way." OMG. Palagi na lang akong ginugulat ni Trevor sa kanyang mga sinasabi at ginagawa. Tandang tanda ko pa noong mga panahon na ayaw na ayaw niyang magdikit ang aming mga balat. I stared stupidly at his hands while walking behind him. There's something wrong with him. Bigla akong natauhan nang makarating na kami sa labas. Agad kong binawi ang kamay ko at agad itong hinilot. Trevor looked at me with his eyes asking.

"You don't need to grab my hand, y'know." I rolled my eyes and entered the car. The whole ride is quiet as expected. Hindi ko na rin tinanong kung ano ang binili niya sa hardware, I just saw him bringing a paper bag and putted it at the back seat. Lumingon ako dito at may nakita akong string at iilang gamit.

"Can I open the radio?" I asks when he started driving again. Ayokong mabingi dahil sa katahimikan. Isang tango lang ang nakuha ko mula sa kanya. Okay, cool. I opened the radio and the song pretending blasts from the radio.

Face to face and heart to heart

We're so close, yet so far apart

Jesus!

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