ET2: Through The Storm

Chapter 13

Crystal Dwight's POV

"Dwight, please stop questioning your worth in front of me, you are hurting me, you know. You are worthy of my love. Don't compare yourself to other people because I fell in love with you, not with them. At hayaan mo rin sana akong samahan ka sa recovery ng mama mo."

"Dwight, I can promise you that I won't hurt you nor leave you. Promises are not all meant to be broken. Dwight, let me be one of those people who can fulfill them. Give me a chance to be a living proof that there are still men in this world that true with their words."

"I can be one, Dwight. . . if I am with you."

Day quickly passed by but his words was still repeating on my head on and on. Every time I closed my eyes, I could pictured him out saying that phrases directly into my eyes sincerely. Amidst the silence of the night, his voice become louder making me wide awake.

"Argh, why does he need to be this wordy and won't allow me to sleep even I have lot of things to do tomorrow?"

I buried my head in my pillow  and then I remembered something. Saan ko nga ba ito nabasa? I am sure that I already read it somewhere I just couldn't recall it.

"If you are having a trouble of falling asleep, blink fast for a minute."

"Nak, may lakad ka ba ngayon?" tanong ni mama nang makita niya akong sumusuot ng sapatos.

"Ah, opo ma. Nakahanap po ako ng part-time job sa Foodie Place. Malapit lang po 'yun dito," paliwanag ko.

"Hindi mo naman kailangan mag-trabaho, Dwight. May tira pa naman ako sa mga naging ipon ko noong may trabaho pa ako. Saka kumikita naman kahit papaano ang pagtatahi ko.”

I let out a deep breath and faced my mother. I bent down my knees and gripped on her wheelchair for support. "Ma, wala naman pong pasok ngayon kaya hayaan niyo na po ako," I pleaded.

"Dwight, halos siyam na buwan ka rin namang nakipagsapalaran sa paaralan. Kaya nga may bakasyon, 'di ba? Para makapagpahinga kayo at makapaghanda para sa  susunod na pasukan?"

"Naghahanda po ako, ma!" I let out a big smile. "Naghahanda ng mailalabas na pera para sa susunod na pasukan!"

"Ikaw talagang bata ka! Basta alagaan mo ang sarili mo, ah?" she said as she caressed my hair.

"Ma, sorry po. Inaalagan ko po kayo dapat ngayon dahil wala na po akong pasok," I mumbled.

"Ano ka ba, anak? Ilang taon na akong naka-wheelchair kaya sanay na sanay na ako. Saka mga paa ko lang naman ang may problema hindi ang mga kamay ko," she said in a very firm tone like there is nothing wrong with her. "Sige na, baka malate ka pa sa unang araw ng trabaho mo."

"Wo ai ni, ma!" I kissed her cheeks and stood up, waving my hand, my goodbye.

The Foodie Place is not that far from our house. I could just hailed a taxi and reached the place in no time.

"Good morning, sir. Ako po si Dwight," bungad ko sa isang lalaki na naka-upo sa may counter. Some strands of his hair covering his forehead was dyed red.

"Oh. I remember you," he said, pointing his index finger on me. "Madali lang naman ang gagawin mo. Ikaw ang magseserve ng mga orders ng costumers natin. Summer na ngayon kaya magiging patok sa customers ang mga shakes natin. Dapat hindi nanginginig ang mga kamay mo at baka matapon ang mga drinks na i-se-serve mo," saad niya sa ma-awtoridad na tono.

"You can count on me, sir!" I smiled and slightly bowed my head. "I won't disappoint you, sir!" I lively added.

"Sir, sir? Err, that's a little overboard," he said, raising his brows.