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"Ba't ayaw mong lapitan?" my brows furrowed when someone spoke beyond me. "Balak yata ni Matt na lasingin si Miss Hoddie, dude!" Blaze laughed and pretended to lean on the headboard of the sofa.
I gritted my teeth, raised a brow then glance at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Luh, kunyare 'di siya 'yong tinitigan mo 'mula kanina," he murmured then avoided looking at me.
I frowned, my fingers playing with the drumsticks I was holding as looked back at the table that'd been grabbing my attention since earlier. Even though the table is far from here, I can still see how the man forced the woman who'd previously refused to drink without doing anything but accept the glass. Damn, Matt! Isang alok mo pa'y malilintikan ka na talaga sa akin!
I took a deep breath and forced myself not to stand to aim at the table I'd been warming my head at. I could hear my companion laughing but I ignored them and focused on the woman who was frowning after swallowing the contents of the glass.
Why did you come to this fucking place, Trishmarie Ferrer? Bar, really? Fucking, yeah! I know her but she didn't fucking know me. She didn’t even know I existed while I was, half a year interested in her. At kasalanan 'to nang kaibigan niya na kaibigan rin nang kaibigan ko na walang ibang bukang-bibig kun'di siya. Ika ni Zaina, she was afraid that her friend might lose her social life, unable to find another friend. After she told that, there has been something in me that interested her friend, Trishmarie. Even within the Lavern campus I always see her, sometimes with her friend but usually she's alone at tanging sketchpad lang ang kasama.
Ngunit kung ganitong social life pala ang tinutukoy nang kaibigan niya—ang isama siya sa ganitong lugar ay mas mabuting wala na pala siyang gano'n. Seeing her in this place, drinking, and having a few men with her would just annoy me. Mas mabuting stretchpad na lang ang palagi niyang kasama kesa mahawaan siya ng ka-toxican ng kanyang kasamahan.
"Sa'n punta 'yong crush mo?" Kaizer's lips pointed to the woman standing up.
I ignored him because I saw her myself but I sighed and then stood up, picked the duffel bag on the sofa.
"Backstage na 'ko," sinulyapan ko sila isa-isa na ngayo'y nakangising demonyo sa akin. "What?"
Blaze whistled without sound. "Backstage o susundan?" then he handed me a cigarette stick.
Tamad ko naman iyong inabot at muling nagtanong. "What?"
"'Wag ganyan, Kai! Dapat supot—support na lang tayo!" Blaze giggled then kicked Kaizer's leg which made me gasp and finally left them. Mga tarantado!
I just dropped my bag and drumsticks there then went out again to look for Trishmarie. Based on his innocent face, batid kong isang baso lang ay matatamaan na siya sa kanyang iniinom, especially if her tolerance is low and inexperienced. Nang hinanap ko siya sa gitna ng mga taong bumababa mula sa ikalawang palapag, hindi ko inaasahan na mababangga siya sa akin.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"No. I'm not—"
Napakurap-kurap siyang sinalubong ang tingin ko na ikinakunot ng noo ko, nag-alala ako at naghihintay na dugtungan niya ngunit wala akong makuha kaya mas lalo akong nag-aalala na baka malakas ang pagkakabangga niya sa akin.
"Miss?" I wanted to say her name but I was worried about how she might react. I don’t want to surprise her innocent and beautiful face.
"Ayos lang ako," tila apoy ang kamay ko nang mabilis niyang maalis ang pagkakahawak ko sa braso niya. I smirked. Does it have an effect, Trishmarie?
