Why Can't We

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Sirin

Shit. Nakakahiya. After I said what I said, Kursk just looked at me, wore the black helmet, and mounted my motorcycle.

Sumampa ako sa likuran niya bago sinuot ang silver helmet at sinabing, "Let's fuck hard, baby."

The bike roared to life and we were off. Tahimik na nilibot ko ang mga braso ko sa kanyang bewang at mahigpit na humawak doon.

Malakas ang pagpapatakbo ni Kursk pero ramdam kong kinokontrol niya ang speed limit. Nararamdaman ko kasing nag-iiba ang paghampas ng hangin sa amin. Is he driving safely for me?

I smiled bitterly. Why would he?

Unti-unting humina ang pagpapatakbo niya kaya napabuntong-hininga ako. Maybe he just doesn't want to get in an accident.

I buried ny face on his hard back and sniffed. Ang bango niya~ Okay, stop there, Sirin. Hanggang amoy ka lang naman. I groaned in frustration and my arms around his waist loosened.

"Kumapit ka," mariin niyang sabi. "Baka mahulog ka. Hindi kita sasaluin."

My chest tightened upon hearing what he said. I felt my heart beat slowed down, my ears ringing.

You have to want me. You have to need me. You have to tell me you love me.

Halos kapusin ako ng hininga dahil sa sakit. No. This has to stop.

I reluctantly embraced him and buried my face on his back again. Please let the time stop. I just want to be near him like this, to feel his warmth, this illusion I'm making.

Tila sinipa ang dibdib ko sa sakit kaya mahigpit akong napakapit sa kanya. Please...

Maybe he'll love me someday.

Unti-unting bumilis ang pintig ng puso ko hanggang sa nakahinga na ulit ako nang mabuti. I heaved a sigh and sobbed while biting my lips. Kursk can't see me cry. I am not weak. I am not weak. I can't be weak in his eyes. I don't want him to pity me. I never want anyone to pity me, especially him. Kursk, most of all.

I heard the vehicle stop so I slowly lifted my head and looked at the rearview mirror. Nagbabaga ang tingin ni Kursk sa akin kaya napayuko ako.

"Bitaw," utos niya kaya bumitaw ako at nagmamadaling bumaba sa motor. He did the same and removed the black helmet. Magulo ang buhok niya pero gwapong-gwapo pa rin ito. He put the helmet on the bike's seat and looked at the black sedan parked in front of my house.

I gasped.

"Ivo's here?" I heard him tsked. Hindi ko na lang siya pinansin at pumasok na sa gate na bukas. Pagkarating sa front porch, nagsalita ako. "Oh blast it."

"Voice recognized. Password accepted."

I heard him come near me as the door opened.

"What's with you and the word blast?" iritadong tanong ni Kursk at nilagpasan ako. I was hurt by the accusation in his voice. Para bang pinapalabas niya na ginawa ko ang mga password na 'yon dahil sa kanya. "Pathetic."

Tiningnan ko ang likod niya.

Why does it hurt this much?

Pumasok na rin ako at bumungad sa amin si Ivo na nakataas ang mga paa sa couch habang naglalaro ng PSP. Nakasuot pa ito ng lab coat habang cool na cool na nakasandal sa malambot na upuan.

Sumaya ako bigla nang makita siya roong relaxed.

"Ivo!" masiglang tawag ko kaya napatingin ang lalaki sa amin at napangiti. Oh, that smile. I'm sure he made hundreds of girls swoon because of that easy smile. Tumakbo ako papalit sa kanya at napaupo sa couch. Bahagyang lumundo ang upuan dahil doon kaya pareho kaming natawa. "What brought you here?"