A Bucket Of Your Heart

Chapter 6

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Before I could go down, he asked me about the ladder inside.

"Ah, that. Hagdan 'yan patungong impyerno," I kid.

Actually that's the ladder up the rooftop. I went to climb it and he went next to me.

"Sasama ka patungong impyerno?" I asked. Teasing him.

"Basta ba ikaw kasama, kahit saan iyan pupuntahan ko." he said and winked.

Can he stop winking? Ugh.

I just shrugged and went up.

The fresh air greeted me. I took a deep breath and sat there. The familiar surface of the roof made me smile. It's been a while since I went here.

I was so absorbed by the amazing view that I almost forgot I had company.

He sat next to me and took out the locket. His hands caressed it like it was the most expensive thing in the world. He opened it and I can't help peeking. There is a woman in her 20s who's carrying a baby and a man beside her. They looked jubilant. My gaze moved to Clyde. He eyed the photo with so much yearning. They must be his parents.

"Mga magulang mo?" I asked to break the silence.

"Oo. Kaso wala na sila."

He then placed the locket in his pocket.

You know, you didn't have to tell me that they died. I didn't ask in the first place. And now you're making me guilty for asking about them.

I coughed in hopes of finding my voice back.

"Hindi ko ninakaw 'yan ha. Napulot ko lang sa bakuran noon," I told him.

"Alam ko. Wala namang magnanakaw na maganda," he said, smiling.

A small smirk escaped my lips.

He moved near me and whispered to my ears, "Mabuti na lang ikaw nakakita. Salamat, Cloe."

When I faced him, we were a few inches apart. He's smiling and I can see my reflection from his eyes. I moved away from him.

My heart's beating fast. Why does he have to invade my personal space?

I saw him take out a pen and journal.

"Huy saan mo nakuha 'yan?" I glared at him. That's my property.

"Kinuha ko dun sa may lalagyan mo ng libro."

"Baka ninakaw," I muttered.

He looked at me like I just offended him. I raised my brow and rolled my eyes at him as a reply. His lips curled into a pout.

"Pwedeng magtanong?"

"Ano?" I asked.

I lied down and closed my eyes.

"Hindi ka ba nag-aaral? Kasi sabi dun sa bucket list mo 'Go to School'. "

I sighed mentally.

"Home schooled. Sa bahay lang ako nag-aaral. Hindi iyong sa labas talaga."

I decided to just sit back up because anytime soon, I'll fall asleep.

"Bakit?" he asked curiously.

Because of my heart.

Would you change if you knew about it?

I stayed silent.

"Alam mo, mahirap lang talaga kami kaya kailangan kong huminto pagkatapos ng grade 7." he said.

I don't know what to say.

I rested my head on his shoulder. I felt him stiffened around me.

"Marunong ka pala mag drawing," I commented. There I was, watching the sunset. He drew it well but I want him to be in it too.

This time around, I looked at him and he did the same. I guess this is invading mine and his personal space but it felt comfortable. His eyes are so captivating that everytime I look in it, I drown.

"Cloe," he called.

I leaned on his shoulder again, breaking our gazes.

"Hmm?"

He caressed my hair.

"Gawin natin bucket list mo."