Lorenzo
“Ha? Ano ulit yun? Hindi ko narinig.” tanong pa ni Santillan sa akin matapos ko lunukin ang pride ko at humingi ng sorry sa kaniya. Halos ayaw pa nga lumabas nung boses ko. Tapos hindi pa ako makatingin sa kaniya ng diretso. Damn it, pull your sh*t together, Andrea!
Okay, stop. Hold your friggin’ thoughts! I don’t normally act like this. Not at all. I don’t get nervous. I’m never shy. Kung mayroon akong gustong sabihin, sasabihin ko. Masaktan na ang dapat masasaktan. I’m a self-proclaimed master of verbal abuse and I don’t care about the feelings of the chosen recipient. I only apologize if the one I wronged with matters to me. Otherwise, I don't give flying fvck.
That’s why I really don’t get why am I so bothered with those things I’ve said to Chase, last Monday. That I actually regret what happened. Same nung incident with that jackass, Patrick Miranda. Remember him? Yung inutusan ko na takutin si Chase but ended up physically hurting her instead. Regretful and guilty. O, diba? Do guys see where I’m going with this? It’s always about her. She’s always a first.
AND why the feeling of regret? I just voiced out what I’ve felt like I always do. I admit, I was mad and acted on impulse. Pero, isa pa yan sa problema. I don’t understand why am I so mad at her and that guy. Bakit naging big deal sa akin yung hindi niya pag reply at pag sama niya dun sa lalaki na yon. Kaya nga, hirap na hirap ako mag-apologize ngayon kasi hindi ko alam kung bakit ko nagawa yung ginawa ko.
Oh God, she’s confusing me!
“Andy?” pukaw niya pa ulit sa atensiyon ko, interrupting my battle with my inner self in the process.
Reluctantly, humarap na ako sa kaniya. I forced myself to stare back at those beautiful pair of hazel eyes na nahaharangan ng glasses. Bakit ba ang amo ng mukha niya. Walang sign ng galit or ng kahit inis man lang. Well, that actually helped a lot. Medyo nawala yung kaba ko. I tried opening my mouth to say my apology once again but, nothing came out.
Nakakainis! Parang tanga lang. I even rehearsed this shit! Nag practice pa ako sa harap ng salamin. Para akong sira. Does she actually matter to me that much? Shit! Darn it, Andrea! Just say it and be done with it!
And so, I did.
“I said I’m so---"
“Chase!”
GODDAMMIT! Istorbo!
Nilingon ko na kung saan nanggaling yung bwisit na boses. Nakita ko ang isang guy na naka jersey uniform na tumatakbo pa habang lumalapit sa amin. Great. It's that stupid Greg. Damn! Paglapit niya, tumingin pa siya sa akin. I glared at him in return. Na-gets niya agad na mainit ang dugo ko sa kaniya kaya bumaling na siya kay Chase.
“Bakit hindi ka pa umuuwi, Greg?”
Blah blah blah.
Yup, hindi ko talaga iniintindi yung sinasabi nitong bwisit na Greg na to. Saglit pa sila nag-usap. Kabwisit! Para akong sira na nakatayo lang dito at hinihintay sila matapos.
“Ay, nga pala Greg. Si Andrea. Andy, si Gregory, kaibigan ko.”
kaibigan ko.
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