A night of mistake turned my life into a series of turmoil. A night when alcohol was mixed with suspicion, pain, and even...love. Mali man o tama. But hope was still breathing life in me knowing that everything is just temporary. Umaasa akong hind...
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CHAPTER 35: MAGIC
BLAZE'S POV
What I'm seeing is very familiar to me. Nagkalat ang mga basura sa paligid, mga gamit na hindi man lang inabalang ayusin, at mga bote ng alak na makikita sa bawat panig ng lugar. He was right. It's worse than a pigsty. Ang pagkakaiba lang ay hindi ko ito kuwarto.
Iniwasan ko ang mga basura sa sahig at binuksan ko ang bintana dahilan para pumasok ang liwanag sa kuwarto. Umungol ang taong nasa kama at tinakpan niya ang mga mata niya ng unan na basta na lang niyang hinaklit.
"Wake up." Hinila ko ang kumot niya pero hinila niya lang iyon pabalik. "Clean up your place, Stone."
"Leave me alone."
At least he didn't tell me to fuck off... yet. That would be my choice of words if the situation was reversed.
"You need to clean up this place bago maisipan ng nanay natin na bisitahin ka. She had enough worry to last her a life time don't you think?"
I know it got inside him because I saw his body stiffen. Minulat niya ang mga mata niya at matalim niya akong tinignan.
"Fuck off, Blaze"
Ahh. There it is. "You fuck off." Kinuha ko ang isa pang unan na nahulog sa sahig at ibinato ko iyon sa kaniya. "Seriously, brother? What the fuck are you doing?"
"I don't need a lecture."
"Hindi ko rin kinailangan noon pero binigyan mo pa rin ako. Ang pagkakaiba lang noon ay may dahilan akong magalit sa'yo. You're looking at me as if I'm an enemy but I didn't do anything except stepped back, remember? This is all on you."
Kumuyom ang mga kamay niya at hindi na ako magtataka kung bigla na lang iigkas ang isa sa mga iyon para suntukin ako. Iba ang sitwasyon namin pero sa isang banda ay may pagkakapareho din.
We're both guilty of hurting the woman we love.
Sometimes guilt shows as anger. That's why I was so full of it before. Sa kaniya... kay Enyo, at sa isa pang tao na nasaktan ko. Because I was guilty. Dahil alam akong ako ang dahilan kung bakit nasaktan sila. Alam kong ako ang dahilan kung bakit kailangan umabot pa sa punto na nasaktan ko ang taong mahal ko. I selfishly tried to keep her with me even though I know that it's not me she's seeing all those time she was with me.
At the same time the anger was a reflection of my pain. I lashed out because I was hurting.
Just like he is now.
Sinuklay niya ang kamay niya sa magulo niyang buhok. "You didn't stepped back. You pushed her away. You forcibly pulled her away from you... hurting her in the process."
