-red-
I know i hurt her bigtime. But i can't do anything about it. I don't wanna go but I have to. I just have to. *sighs*
I'm two blocks away from their house. That far cause, i don't have the guts to come closer to her.
I want to hug her just like the old times. If I could turn back time; I would, if I could.
They say if you love someone. You woudn't do anything to hurt them. Fortunately I just did.
-8years ago-
"Mom! can we go back to cali tomorrow morning? Its really hot here. And my nose just bleed. Look there still a stain on my shirt".i just can't understand why we have to travel this far. They keep on saying its for the best. we have to be here. its only for awhile. But i need answers. For an eight year old i know im a pain in the ass.
"Its ok Cake you'll live. "~ . - did she just wink on me?!
"Seriously Mom? You're disgusting! And please stop calling me Cake! IM NOT A CAKE!."
"But you are Red Ribbon? Isn't that a cake manufacturer or a cake maker or whatever you call it?" ^ _ ^
"Yeah mom great. Just great. All thanks to you and to that Black Forest Cake. *sighs But can you please call me Red out in public?"
"Sure baby, anything for you. Uhm,why don't you go out meet some new friends. Be nice and flaunt that dimples? What's with the look? Don't worry they don't bite."
"hahaha. i fake a laugh. and make face to ky mom. ok mom I'm going out."
"Be careful! Beware of the dogs! They do bite!"
"ok mom. i will"
I ride my skateboard. And stroll. Feel the warm air. Inhale. Exhale. Maybe its not that bad in here. I'll just think that were on a vacation. Right! I'm on a vacation and im free as a bir---'
"Tabee! Tabee!.."she vomung straight to me. And shes not slowing down!
blag blag blag #@ .@
"What the?! Dang!"i look at myself and found that im still in one piece. But these scartches is aching. Its like a heart cause i feel it pumping! Then i hear her sobbing and mimicking sonething.
"bakit di ka kasi tumabi?sabi ko naman tabi ah?ayan tuloy my sugat ako.nadugo na oh.ang sakit sakit pa.natibok tibok na."then she burst out crying like a dog. ugh! seriously? its her fault!if shes not driving that fast!uurgh i brush my soft brown hair in frustation.
"Ok little miss. Look im sorry even if its not my fault. Can you please stand up?People are looking ang you're crying like a baby!"she look up and wipe her tears but wont stop sobbing. Shes having a hard time standing so i assume that she twist her ankle.
"Do you want me to carry you? Our house is three blocks away from here."why shes not responding?but shes shouting awhile ago.
"Hey, did you swallow your tough?why youre not talking?"she looked at my knees and started to cry again.
I saw a cut on my knee and its bleeding...bad. "So..uhhm you're afraid of the blood?"and she just nod for an answer.
I sit and tap my shoulder. But she just shake her head and point out her bike and my board.
I pick my board and give it to her. She looked puzzed. I help her stand and ride her bike. Jesus! I think its best if we just crawl. I dont fit in her bike. When i pedal my knees bump into the handlebars!
When i open the door my mom shouted. "Back so soon Cake?"ugh that pet name ia killing me!
"Im with someone. And shes hurt."as if on cue my moms infront of us already.
"So whos this pretty little girl Red?"
