A Promise on the Sand (Isla de Negros Series #2)

Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14
Kiss me

"Do you wanna eat something?" Sancho asked. Niligpit nito ang first aid kit bago ibinaling ang tingin sa kanya.

Ayla blinked twice, still processing what he just said. "I'm... not hungry."

Tumango ito bago ngumiti. "You can rest now if you want."

Aalis na sana ito nang pigilan niya ang binata. "Sancho."

"Yes?"

She felt the need of wanting a drink.

"Do you have something to drink?"

"Yes, I have juice, milk and soda in the refrigerator—"

"No, other than that."

Sancho's smile widened. "Yes."

Umupo sila sa kitchen counter at doon pinagsaluhan ang inumin. Isa 'yong brandy at talagang 'yon ang kanyang pinili nang tinanong siya nito. Gusto niyang malasing. Nakakatakot lang isipin na napapadalas na ang pag-inom niya. Baka magtagal at hahanap-hanapin na niya ito sa kanyang lalamunan.

"Whoo, easy," nakakunot ang noo habang nakangiting anito nang makita kung paano niyang lagukin nang diretso ang kanyang inumin sa hawak na baso.

Napangiwi siya. She gagged and Sancho stood up panicking.

"Hey, are you okay?"

She drained the water in her glass before answering a nod. Bumalik na sa pagkakaupo si Sancho at natatawa siyang pinagmasdan habang pinapaikot ang inumin sa loob ng baso nito.

"Kalmahan mo lang. Marami pa 'yan."

"I can still remember," she said and frowned then ate her chips.

He chuckled. "Liquor can't give you amnesia or something."

Sinamaan niya ito ng tingin kaya mas lalo lang itong natawa.

Kaunti pa lamang ang kanyang naiinom at nakararamdam na siya ng hindi maipaliwanag na pagkahilo.

"Kung nakikita lang siguro tayo ni Lorenzo ngayon, nag-aapoy na 'yon sa galit. I remember his face when he got mad at us when we went to Mag-aso. He's like a grandpa," Sancho joked and laughed but he stopped after hearing her sniff.

He turned to see her crying. "Hey, are you crying?"

Ayla wiped her tears before glaring at him. "I'm producing a goddamn water source," she said sarcastically. It didn't make him laugh nor chuckle. Bakas na sa mukha nito ang pag-aalala.

Umiwas siya ng tingin dahil hindi niya nagugustuhan ang paraan ng pagtingin nito sa kanya.

"Alam mo, kapag mabigat na, much better if you... you know, let it out," he said hesitantly.

"Only if I could get rid of these," aniya at itinuro ang dibdib.

"Ayla, I'm not kidding."

Nilingon niya ito habang napapasinghot pa rin.

"As what I've told you, I will not judge you."

He looked so serious. His eyes were gentle and his voice had a tone of sincerity. What was still hold her back from opening up everything to this man? One thing was for sure. She was afraid. Even Brittany her friend for years didn't know. And she would tell something so private about her life to this guy she just met? Sounds very ridiculous.

"I know why you're still hesitant."

Nanatili ang mga mata niya sa mga mata nito.

"You don't trust me."