Chapter 5
Three weeks since I and Patrick became friends and I can say that we are too close to each other that no one could separate us. Within three weeks ay mas lalo lang naming nakilala ang isa't isa at mas lalo lang talaga kami naging malapit. At ang sarap sa pakiramdam niyon dahil kahit hindi maganda ang unang impresyon namin sa isa't isa pero heto kami at masayang magkasama.
I wish our friendship will last longer. I just want us to always be together. I want us to grow together. And above all, I want me to just be his friend. Selfish, right? But that's what I want for me to be with him always. I know being selfish is but, I can't help it, especially if it is Patrick. He already has a space in my heart.
Gano'n naman talaga 'di ba, kung sobra kanang napalapit sa isang tao o maging sa bagay ay wala kanang plano pang pakawalan iyon. Magiging selfish kana. At magiging bad kana sa mata nang ibang tao dahil do'n.
Hapon na at hindi na ganoon kainit ang sikat nang araw kaya ay nagdisisyon akong mag-bike sa tapat lang din ng bahay namin. Nagba-bike lang ako, pabalik-balik lang din dahil hindi naman ako pwedeng lumayo sa bahay at baka ako ay mapahamak pa. I was also afraid to go far because there were a lot of evil person—a bad person and they might take me. I don't want to my mommy and daddy worry about me.
I stopped biking when I saw Patrick walking the street with a genuine smile plastered on his lips. May kasama siyang ibang batang babae na mukang ka-edad-an lang din naming dalawa, nakikipag-usap.
I hid myself to the big tree together with my bike. The stop meters away from me, enought to hear their conversation.
"Thank you for joining me, Patrick. It's mean a lot to me." the girl said, halata sa boses niya ang kilig habang sinasabi niya iyon kay Patrick.
"Nah. I enjoyed being with you, Farrah." Patrick scratched his back head and shyly look on her. "I hope, there's a next time. It's really fun to be with you. I really enjoyed your company, Farrah." Patrick said, making my heart ached.
Why I am hurting? That was just a word but it still hurt me. Does that mean, he is not happy being with me? Does that mean, I am boring to be with? I thought, we're okay, pero bakit pakiramdam ko hindi padin. Pakiramdam ko kulang padina ko para sa kaniya. Bakit ganoon?
"Sure. Why not, Patrick? I enjoyed being with you too. I am grateful that I meet you in the park and became friends, you know." Farrah said, chuckling.
In the park? Friends? Ah, yeah. I remember now! She was the girl who slipped and fall to the ground in the park, 'yong lampa ba. Bakit hindi ko kaagad siya nakilala? She was the reasoned why Patrick get mad at me because I wasn't saying sorry. She was the reason why I cried that day. But that day, she was also the reason why I and Patrick became close to each other.
"If you want, you can visit our house so, that we can play together. If it just okay to you." Patrick suggested a bit shy.
"Its really okay with me, Patrick." Farrah agreed without hesitation, her eyes was twinkling.
Hindi na ako nakatiis at lumabas nalang sa pinagtataguan ko. Tulak-tulak ang bike ko ay naglakad ako pagawi sa kanila hindi para lapitan sila kundi para lagpasan sila. Kahit gustong gusto kong hilahin si Patrick palayo kay Farrah para masilo siya ay hindi ko ginawa. Maybe.... maybe I shouldn't be selfish with it comes to him. He has his own life and for sure hindi siya matutuwa sa akin kung malaman niyang gusto ko siyang sarilihin lang. I'm just his friend. Plain and simple.
Bagsak ang balikat nang ilagay ko ang bike ko sa garahd namin at pumasok sa bahay namin. Walang lingon-likod at diretsyo lang akong naglakad ni hindi ko alam kung paano ko iyon nakayanan eh.
I saw kuya Drake on our living room, squatting to the carpeted floor and facing his laptop. Lumapit ako kay Kuya Drake at gumaya ng upo sa kaniya at basta ko nalang isinandal ang ulo ko sa balikat niya.
"Hey, Ann. Why?" Kuya Drake as me, typing something on his laptop.
"Am I too boring to be with?" I suddenly asked Kuya Drake. I want to here his answer.
"Why you asking that?" Kuya Drake answered me by questioning me.
I pursed my lips together and shook my head. "Natanong ko lang, Kuya Drake." mahinang sabi ko sapat lang para marinig ni kuya.
"No, Anne. You're not boring to be with because you are so jolly. Anyone who is with you, young or old, it won't get bored to be with you because you're cheerful. And that's what you should keep, that is part of who you are. But when someone says—whoever says to you that you're boring or something just let them be, because they do not contribute to your personality, Anne. Get it?" Mahabang sabi ni kuya sa akin habang hinahaplos-haplos ng palad niya ang buhok ko. It's relaxed me.
I looked up to kuya Drake and smile at him. "Thank you, Kuya Drake ko." I kissed kuya Drake's cheeks. "I love you po."
"I love you, baby 'sis." I felt kuya Drake kissed me on my temple.
Tama si Kuya. Dapat hindi ako nagpapaapekto dahil lang sa narinig ko at saka wala naman akong narinig na sinabi ni Patrick na boring ako kasama kaya sumama siya sa Farrah na iyon para mag-enjoy lang eh. If he finds me boring so be it, I won't mind. Just like what my brother said awhile ago , they doesn't contribute to my personality, but me.
Sighing, but after all hindi ko din maiwasan ang mag-overthink. Paano kung tuluyan na talaga akong ayawan ni Patrick dahil sa pangit akong kasama dahil sa masiyado akong nagiging iyakin? Paano kung naawa lang siya sa akin dahil sa bukod sa dalawa kong kuya ay wala na akong kalaron kaya ay napipilitan lang siyang kaibiganin at pakisamahan ako? Hays! What should I do now?
I stayed being with my brother's. Leaning on on his shoulder when suddenly the front door of our house open and it showed Patrick.
"Hey, Patrick. Ikaw pala." Kuya Drake at nginitian si Patrick.
"Kuya Drake," Its Patrick, showing his gummy smile. "L.A." banggit niya naman sa nickname na siya ang nagbigay.
Tipid lang na ngumiti ako kay Patrick. "Hi." I greeted him.
Naglakad siya palapit sa akin at and squat to the carpeted floor, facing me with a grin on his lips. "I saw you earlier. Did you bike?" tanong niya sa akin.
I slowly nodding my head. "Hmm-mm..." I tried to looked at his brown eyes but I failed. I quickly avoid his gaze. "Ahm.... what are you doing here?" I asked, trying notto stutter in front of him.
"I just want to see you." he answered.
Napanguso ako sa harap niya. "Talaga?" I asked him, assuring him if he mean his word. Baka kasi nagkamali lang ako ng rinig sa sinabi niya.
Mahina siyang napatawa at dahan-dahang tumango ang kaniyang ulo. "Yep." he said popping the letter 'p'. "I want to see you and to give this...."Sinadya niyang putulin ang salita niya at kung may anong kinuha sa bulsa na suot na black pantsuit niya.
Kinuha niya ang kamay ko at ibinuka iyon habang ang isnag kamay ay nakakuyom, nakatago ang isang bagay na hindi ko alam. Dahil nakabukas ang palad ko ay nang ibuka ni Patrick ang nakakuyon na kamao ay nahulog sa kamay ko ang isang bracelet. It's a silver bracelet and may heart as the pendant. Ang ganda. Maluha-luhang tumitig ako sa mga mata ni Patrick.
"S-sa akin ito?" tanong ko, naninigurado.
Tumango siya. "Yes. Its yours. I buy that to the mall earlier. When I saw that bracelet you were the first person I remembered. And to think that you might like it. So, yeah."
"Patrick..." I whine as I hugged him. "Thank you. Thank you, Patrick." I am literally sobbing on his shoulder.
"Please keep that bracelet with you. That's the only thing I could give to you, right now. The only thing you could remember me somehow when I leave..." he whispered that makes my heart beat thud loud.
What does it mean?
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