IRIS
Ang saya saya ko. Habang hinahatid ako pauwi ni Dylan, nadadaanan namin yung dalwang magkapatid - Minda and Neng. They're in good terms now. I felt accomplished. I excitedly entered the hut to deliver the news to Gabriel.
Pero nawala yun. Napalitan ng asar and disgust.
Alam mo yung kakaayos lang namin, then he's doing this, picking fights with me. The thought of him being jealous with Dylan made me flush, but I dismissed the thought when I remembered their conversation a while back.
Napasapo ako sa noo ko. Sumasakit ang ulo ko. Ngayon lang nagsink in sa body sysytem ko na dapat akong lagnatin dahil sa pagpapaulan ko kanina.
After our frivolous argument, I spread out the mat and roll myself into a ball. I'm sick. I'm ALWAYS sick. I tried to sleep to subside the throbbing pain in my head. With my eyes half closed, I saw the chair where he was sitting was empty.
I felt the back of his hand on my forehead. Kaya pala nawala siya sa upuan. I fought the urge to brush his hand off because I'm too weak to do such. I pretended to be asleep.
"Shit" he cussed, just loud enough for me to hear, "Burning with fever." I felt his presence hastily left my side. Later on, I sensed the dampness of a towel on my forehead and the warmth of the blanket that covered my shivering body.
Now I understand why he wanted to be a nurse so badly.
He indian-sat next to me. i tried my best to normalize my heart beat, but it didn't, and wouldn't. Although my eyes were shut closed, I can feel his concerned look, fixed on me.
Concerned? More like remorsed. Guilty, kasi naguumpisa siya ng away samantalang may sakit ako.
Sympathy. People sympathize with me because I'm diseased. I'm feeble. I'm frail. Pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko kailangan ng awa. Ito ba ang dahilan kung bakit siya nananatili sa tabi ko? Dahil naaawa siya? Dahil tingin niya na mahina ako at kailangan ko ng tulong?
God. I am overthinking. But my inner thoughts seem sensible.
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DYLAN
What makes Iris so special?
One word: Mysterious.
That's what make me drawn to her. She scarcely shows emotions. Ireful, obnoxious, and cold. And nothing else. It seemed like a pattern. So when I saw that emotion in her eyes when I pinned her on the board, I became interested. She's trying really hard to look defiant, but I still can perceive her fright.
She's my synonym.
Different. One of a kind. My charms didnt work on her. Exception to the rule.
BINABASA MO ANG
Twenty Nine Wills
ספרות נוערTwenty Nine - that's the number of wills Iris wants to accomplish. Diagnosed with terminal disease, she is determined to complete the list before her time runs out. What she wants seems to be impossible until Gab, the total opposite of her blunt, re...
