Crossroads [SC SERIES #1]

Simula

[His POV]

"Ano? Di kita marinig."

"S-sorry na, Nhelandrie." Pagmamakaawa nito pero nagbibingi-bingihan ako habang hinihila ang buhok nito para pilitin siya na tumingin sa mata ko.

His face was filled with bruises and cuts. Well, siya naman yung may kasalanan, you can't blame me. I warned him not to touch my bag but since he was so stupid to understand, he did otherwise.

Napadura ito ng dugo sa sahig matapos ko siyang bigyang ng suntok sa pisngi. I loosen the necktie of my uniform and smirked while watching him suffer from aches.

Kinadladkad ko siya kanina papunta sa abandonadong school building sa loob ng campus. Walang pumupunta rito at hassle naman kung dadalhin ko pa siya sa malayo.

"This bag is much worthy than your own life. Do you understand that, Clay?" Mariin kong hinawakan ang magkabilang pisngi niya. Dahan-dahan itong tumango. Yung mata niya halos hindi na bumubukas. It feels satisfying to know how superior you are compared to others.

Napaayos ako ng tayo nung biglang lumiwanag ang buong kwarto. Dahan-dahan akong humarap sa pintuan at napabuntong-hininga ako nung makita ang class adviser, principal, at parents ko kasama ang dalawang security guard ng school.

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"Sagot ko na ang pagpapa-ospital sayo at ako narin ang humihingi ng tawad sa kalapastanganan na ginawa ni Nhelandrie. Kung may kailangan ka pa, don't hesitate to call me, okay?" Nag-aalalang bilin ni Mommy kay Clay. Tumango ito bago nagpahatid sa security papuntang ospital. Napakamot naman ako sa kilay ko at napasandal sa hood ng kotse ni Dad.

I got to admit that I don't feel nervous at all. Yes, they caught me for the... third time, I guess but so what? The important thing is, I feel satisfied for what I've done.

Walang gana kong tinignan si Dad habang naglalakad ito papalapit sakin with a disappointed face. I sighed after he gave me a punch on the face.

"Andrie, stop it!" Mom pulled him away from me.

"Get inside the car." His voice was calm and feels like a threat, so I decided to follow him.

Habang nasa biyahe, wala ni isa sa amin ang nagbalak na gumawa ng ingay. Ang tanging tumutunog ay ang hangin na lumalabas mula sa air-condition ng sasakyan.

"Take a bath, Nhelandrie. We need to talk about this." My Mom strictly said before heading towards the kitchen. I closed my eyes for a second before deciding to take a shower.

Hurting someone is like a drug to me. Even it would lead me to nowhere, I can't stop myself from doing it. Nagsimula ang lahat ng ito dahil sa maingay na pagnguya ng kaklase ko. I punched him without even thinking and he cried with his nose keeps bleeding.

Madami ang nagsasabi na wala akong kontrol sa sarili ko. Well, I can't stop if this is the only thing that made me feel alive. Yung iba sinasabi na wala raw akong awa and that I easily get piss. Well, this is who I am and I won't change just because people told me to.

Dahan-dahan akong pumasok sa dining at mga mata ng parents ko ay agad na lumipat sakin. They watched me as I sat across them.

"What's the reason this time, Nhelandrie?" Dad asked that made me scratched me eyebrow.

"I don't remember owing an explanation to the both of you."

"Hon!" Suway ni Mom kay Dad nung dumapo ang likuran ng palad nito sa pisngi ko.

It feels... comforting. The physical pain proves how alive I am and now, pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na huwag ipakita ang ngising gustong kumawala sa labi ko.

"Show some respect, you bastard!" Parang hangin lang na lumusot sa kabilang tenga ko ang mura ng sarili kong ama.

"Andrie, he's your son!"

"Son? I don't know this man anymore." Para niya akong papatayin gamit ang mga tingin niya nung bigla akong napaalik-ik.

"I won't tolerate this habit of yours, Nhelandrie. Next week, either you like it or not, I'll transfer you to Keyyato Private Academy."