"Try to believe that maybe more light shines out of those who have the most cracks."
-Mia Sheridan, Archer's Voice
The blinding lights made her at halt. Itinaas niya ang mga braso niya upang takpan ang mga mata mula sa nakakasilaw na liwanag. Pabilis ng pabilis ang tibok ng puso niya. Ilang oras pa nga lang niya nakamit ang pinakainaasam-asam na kalayaan ay agad naman itong binawi mula sa kanya. Hindi niya lubos akalain na sa ganitong pagkakataon siya mamatay. Totoo nga ang kasabihang "Life is so unfair." She closed her eyes and muttered a silent prayer. She readied herself for whatever worst is coming.
The screeching of tires was the only noise that can be heard. She waited for the car to slam at her body. Wala. It never came. Pinakiramdaman niya ang kanyang sarili. She didn't feel any pain. She took a chance to take a peek between her folded arms. The car halts a few inches away from her. Muntikan na!
Naibaba niya ang mga braso niya at napabuga ng kanyang kanina pa na pinipigil na hininga. The car door abruptly opened and a handsome devil walked out with a scowl on his face. She stared at him and studied his features for a second. At mula sa liwanag ng mga poste sa paligid ay nakikita niya ang buong kabuuan ng mukha nito. She was met by the bluest pair of eyes she'd ever seen. And by good heavens! Hindi pa siya nakakakita ng ganung pares ng mata! They were so startling and almost breathtaking. He saw him ran his hand in his bronze hair in a frustrated way. He was a sight to behold.
She continued to study him further. He has round jaw with high cheeks and a lightly symmetrical nose. And those lips, those full lips that she wants to taste. Her gaze went down to his broad shoulders. And dammit, she really didn't expect a guy wearing a leather jacket would be this hot. And her mind went off on how perfect his body would be underneath that jacket.
"What the fuck woman! Are you on a suicidal?" he snarled at her and she snapped. She literally jumped out on her skin at napatigil ang pag examine niya sa lalaki. Napaangat ulit ang paningin niya at napatitig ulit sa mga asul nitong mata. He still has that scowl on his handsome face.
"I.. I don't.. I'm..I'm sorry."
"Well, can't you even read the signs?" he continued to snarl. Nangilid ang mga luha sa kanyang mga mata. She was used to people calling her dumb but it still hurt. Hindi naman talaga siya sinabihan nito ng bobo pero masakit parin isipin na ipinamumukha nito sa kanya kung ano ang hindi niya kaya.
'Really Blaise, wala siyang alam! Stop being a crying baby!' kastigo niya sa sarili.
"I'm.. sor-ry. I didn't.. I didn't mean to bother someone." Hinging paumanhin niya sa lalaki. She forced to choke off the lump on her throat. She was on the verge of crying. Any minute now ay tutulo na ang luha niya. She looked at him at nakita niya kung paano lumambot ang mukha nito.
"Dammit. Okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you. Damn!" sabi nito in an obvious panic.
"It's o-kay. I didn't.. I-"
"Okay.. Okay.. Sorry..I'm sorry okay? Just don't cry."nagpapanic na sabi nito. She was unaware of the tear that fell from her eyes. Sa halo-halong emosyong nadarama niya ngayon ay hindi niya napigilang maiyak.
"Sorry. I didn't mean cry. I am just scared and I felt so alone. I didn't mean to cry. I'm really sorry." She explained between hiccups. She didn't really mean to cry. She knew she looked like an idiot right now. This guy probably thinks she went nuts.
Napatingin sa kanya ang lalaki. Nakita niya kung paano humagod ang mata nito sa kabuuan niya. She shivered a little. She was dressed in an elegant cocktail dress, exposing her bare shoulders. Wala sa sariling napayakap siya sa sarili. Bigla siyang nailang sa klase ng pagkakatitig sa kanya ng lalaki. Then his gaze went off to her bare feet. Nakita niya kung paano kumunot ang noo nito.
"You've ran away." It wasn't a question but rather a confirmation. Hindi siya kumibo dahil natatakot siyang magsalita. Napatingin siya sa likod niya. Sandali'y nakalimutan niyang may humahabol sa kanya. Her eyes widened when she saw three human figures running towards her direction. Nakita pa niyang tinuro siya ng isa sa mga humahabol sa kanya. Frantic na tumingin siya sa lalaki.
" Goddammit! Why can't they leave me alone?" she blurted out in frustration. She can't be caught. Hindi pwede. Hindi niya kakayanin kung sakali. Ikamamatay niya pag nahuli siya ng mga ito.
Inilibot niya ang paningin, nagbabakasakaling may makita siyang mapagtataguan. Isa lang ang nasa isip niya ng mga oras na iyon. Iyon ay ang makatakas. Mas nanaisin pa niyang mamatay kaysa mahuli ng mga ito.
She's tired of living in the dark. She's tired of people manipulating her life. She's tired of people telling her what she can't do. She refused to be his puppet anymore. She had had enough. She's already done. It's time to stand up for herself and make her own decision.
She was ready to run when a strong hand caught her arm. She then held her breathe.
"Get in the car!" the devil whispered in her ear in an authoritative manner. Hindi siya agad nakakilos at biglang nanayo ang mga balahibo niya sa batok hindi dahil sa takot kundi dahil sa mumunting kuryenteng dumaloy sa kanyang katawan sa simpleng pagbulong lamang nito. She almost ran out of breathe. Napabilang siya hanggang tatlo saka inilabas ang pinipigil na hininga. She was never been this close with a man. All this feelings were entire foreign to her.
Now she really was calculating how much of life she really missed. She blamed it to him. She blamed it to them. She blamed him for fucking her life. If it wasn't for his screwed up rules, she won't be this naïve.
And she blamed herself too. If it wasn't because of her, hindi siya sana tinatrato ng ganito. She somehow made this to herself. If only she can do better. Biglang nag-init ang kanyang mga mata.
"Get in the fucking car! Now!" he hissed. Bigla siyang napapitlag ng marinig niya ang boses nito. As if on cue, nagmamadali siyang pumasok sa kotse nito.
Nang makaupo na ito sa driver seat ay agad nitong pinaharurot ang kotse.
She didn't think twice. Basta nalang siyang pumasok sa kotse ng isang estranghero. Ang tanging gusto lang niya ay makalayo sa mga taong humahabol sa kanya.
BINABASA MO ANG
Scarred
Romance" The scar imprinted on your body doesn't mean you're weak. It somehow signifies your strength. You're a strong woman Blaise, so strong that I'm afraid that one day, you'll realized that you don't even need me anymore." -Cord Kyland Gentry Some cont...
