HS2: Matchmaker's Tragedy

CHAPTER SIX

"Ouch..."

Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin nang magreklamo ako. Nginitian ko lang siya.

"You are not paying attention with your surroundings. Look what you've got." He scolded me...again. I was like a pup here, sitting while he is kneeling in front of me, healing the scratch in my knee.

"Exaggerated mo naman. Maliit lang 'yan. I won't die with that." I can't stop but to be sarcastic on him.

"Maliit man o malaki, ang sugat ay sugat. What if ma-infection kasi hindi na-treat agad? You can't set aside little things or it will cause a big trouble." I just scratch my brows and let him do what he want to do with my bruise.

"Thanks." Saad ko pagkatapos niyang gamutin.

"Tsk. Next time, mag-iingat ka. Kung hindi pa kita nahila kanina, baka nasagasaan ka na ng bisikleta." He look mad. I scratch my nape, stopping myself to say that, next time, if he will going to save me, atleast, don't give me bruises.

"I'm sorry. A-Are you okay? Do...do you have...bruises too?"

"Actually, I have. I can't treat it by myself." He showed me his elbows. Na-guilty naman ako dahil ako ang may kasalanan nun.

"Uh...let me treat that." Naiilang na hinawakan ko ang braso niya.

"You'll treat me while I'm standing?" Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay.

"Yeah, of course. Sit...there." He laugh at me.

"You sound like you're talking to a dog."

Ididiin ko mamaya sa'yo itong bulak na may alcohol, makita mo.

Kinuha ko na lang ang bulak na may alcohol para malinis muna ang sugat niya. Pinahiran ko ng bulak na may alcohol ang gasgas niya. Hindi naman siya malaki pero hindi kasi dumudugo eh. I know that hurts because he flinched.

"Aww. Can't you do that in a gentle way?"

"It's already gentle. Duwag ka lang talaga."

"I'm not duwag."

"Oh, yeah."

Pinagpatuloy ko na lang ang paglilinis sa sugat niya. He keeps cursing because I am too harsh with his bruise while in fact, I am not even dipping it in a hard way.

"God, you're going to kill me." I pursed  my lips to stop myself to shout at him. He's so over-acting. "Is that how you show gratitude? By hurting others physically?"

"Are you gay or what? Hindi ko naman diniinan, ah. You want me to do it again in a harder way? Para naman may hustisya ang pambibintang mo." Nagiging madaldal ako kapag kasama ang OA na lalaking ito. I just can't help.

"Wow? Is that what you call gentle?"

Patuloy lang siya sa pagrereklamo na masakit daw. Hindi ko na lang siya pinansin. Kaartehan niya.

From: Papa
Xia. Go home.

Napabuntong-hininga ako nang mabasa ang text ni Papa. Ito na eh. Masaya na ako. Can't I just be happy endlessly?

"Problem?" Tanong ng katabi ko.

"Pinapauwi na ako ni Papa. Uh...mauna na muna ako." Saad ko saka inayos ang gamit ko.

"Ihatid na lang kita para sure akong safe ka. I'll just call for my driver since I can't drive." Tumawa pa siya, hindi man lang hinintay kung papayag ba ako or what.

Pero tatanggi pa ba ako? I know that many out there had bad intentions. Who knows? Mamaya pala ang nasakyan ko ay mali.

We waited for his driver. I just texted my father that I am going to ride in my friend's vehicle so he is aware that I am on safe hands. He didn't respond but I know he read it.