I always feel like I'm floating through life. There was nothing to hold me in one place, there's nothing that has enough weight for me to stay.
Still... I wanted to believe that there's something special out there waiting for me.
Pero hindi pala g...
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CHAPTER 3: LIES
ERIS' POV
"They said that's a great book."
I look up from what I'm reading, and my eyes are greeted by a huge form of a man that can't be described by any word perfectly than that. He's huge. He didn't even need to move for him to flex his hard body that is unbelievably defined by his simple black shirt.
His face is not hard to look at either. To be exact, kahit na sinong tao siguro na makakakita sa kaniya ay hindi magsasawa na titigan na lang siya. Despite his features that are all rough and edgy, there's a softness in his eyes that I couldn't explain.
"Hugo," I said as a greeting. Inalis ko ang suot ko na salamin at inipit ko iyon sa bandang dibdib ng bestida ko.
Tumango siya bilang tugon sa pagtawag ko sa pangalan niya. He looked at the book again and his lips turned up into a smile. "Great read?"
Sinarado ko ang kopya ko ng Wuthering Heights at pinagkrus ko ang mga braso ko. "Not really."
Umangat ang isa niyang kilay na para bang hindi siya makapaniwala sa sinabi ko. He looks like as if he's going to contest what I said any moment. Which is a surprise. I hardly met a lot of people who feel so strongly for books specially for a guy like him and for the kind of book that I was reading.
"It's one of the greatest love story of all time. I haven't read it yet but I watched the movie."
"And the most toxic." Sinandal ko ang siko ko sa kinapupuwestuhan ko na picnic table. "It's a classic yes and okay, it's well written and the plot has potential. But the characters are so toxic. Gusto ko na lang pumasok sa libro at batukan silang lahat."
"It's about a star-crossed lovers."
"Like Romeo and Juliet?"
Nagkibit siya ng balikat. "That I've read. Maganda rin ang libro na iyon."
"Most love stories are toxic classic man o hindi. Wuthering Heights' Heathcliff is the definition of an abusive, manipulative, and destructive male character. Catherine is superficial. Romeo and Juliet on the other hand are just idiots with raging hormones."
Sandaling nagpalipat-lipat ang mga mata niya sa libro at sa akin. Inangatan ko siya ng kilay at nakita kong napailing siya. "Pero binabasa mo pa rin."
"Most love stories are toxic, but it doesn't mean I can't enjoy reading them. I like it because I get to judge them. It's distressing for me." Pinaling sa kanan ang ulo ko at pinaningkitan ko siya ng mga mata. "Pwedeng umupo ka? Sumasakit na ang leeg ko sa'yo."
May ngiti sa mga labi na umupo siya sa katapat na upuan nang sa akin. He didn't speak for a moment as if he's trying to think what to make of me. That makes the two of us. Kahit nga ako hindi ko maintindihan ang sarili ko minsan.
