Six Feet Below [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 6

Clair de Lune.

"Diana, iyo na lang ito ha?" Isang bracelet na may "B" ito, at inilagay niya sa bag ko.

"Tara sa bahay namin." Sabi ni Bryce at tumayo na at naglakad dala-dala ang aking bag.

"Bakit naman? Teka nga!" Paghabol ko sa kaniya kaso ang bilis niyang maglakad, ano s'ya? Sonic 2.0?

"Hmmm, gusto lang kita tugtugan." Ngumiti siya sa akin at pakiramdam ko ay ako'y biglang namula. This guy really knows how to make me blush.

"Ha? You know how to play the guitar?" My eyes twinkled as if I saw a treasure chest.

"Umay, pag tutugtugan, gitara agad? Di ba pwedeng piano?" Inarap pa ko ng vaklitang ito! Napaka-attitude talaga sarap italang!

"Edi wow."

Nang makarating kami sa kanilang bahay, natulala ako sa laki nito! Pasok na pasok ang bahay namin rito. May dalawa silang pool, may third floor pa! Nakita niya atang namamangha ako kaya napatawa siya.

"Uy! Laway mo baka tumulo ha?" Pang-aasar niya sa akin. Agad ko siyang sinapok at napakamot naman siya sa ulo.

"Kung maka-asta ka sa labas, akala mo pulubi ka, TANGINA PASOK NA PASOK BAHAY NAMIN DITO E!" Hindi ko napigilang ang sarili ko sa pag ka mangha, agad akong napatalo sa sofa nila.

"Tsk, by the way, tara sa music room. I told you I'd play you a song, right?" He said then started walking. There are portraits of his family members hanging on the wall. A big portrait captured my attention, the lady in the picture seems familiar. Like, I've seen her somewhere.

"What? Isn't my mom beautiful?" He stared at the portrait too.

"Woah! No wonder why you are so handsome. May pinag manahan pala." He chuckled then continues to walk.

"Yow, Bryce? I don't think I've seen your father's picture." I asked.

"Oh, it's in the basement. I told the maids not to put it up because my father doesn't want to be seen."

"So he's a very private person, huh?"

"Yeah..."

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"WOAH! PUTA! ITO YUNG MUSIC ROOM?! GAGO, KUSINA AT SALAS NA NG BAHAY NAMIN ITO E!" sobrang WOAH! Ang laki talaga ng bahay!

"Eh? Sml? Charot. Upo ka na dyan pakinggan mo na lang ito." He said then sat down in front of the huge piano.

I know the piece he's playing. My father used to play it back when I was a child.

"Clair de Lune? Am I right?" I asked while he is playing.

"Mm..." He nodded.

"How nostalgic. Reminds me of the good old days." I sighed and smiled. Kahit likod lang ang kita ko sa kaniya, kainamang gwapo pa rin. Sana all.

"Wish we could turn back the time, and avoided all the bad things that had happened." He said and I noticed that he was trembling a bit.

He finished playing then turned to me with his head slightly facing down. His eyes were red and so as his nose. His thin lips were shaking. Regret is the only expression that can be seen through his face.

Naglakad ako patungo sa kaniya. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang nasa isip niya at kung bakit siya ngayon nagkaganito. I lifted up his face and smiled sweetly as I can.

"What happened?" I asked.

Maybe this is the time that he'll tell me what's inside his thoughts, his past, and his problems.

RAXXia.