A Mad Woman, Allison.

CHAPTER FOUR: HER PEACE

It took me almost half an hour crying. He remained silent hugging me. I can't believe I will come to this point where I'd let my walls down on a man again. Until I removed his arms around me seconds later I woke up to reality. I still feel weak.

He looked me in my eyes and spoke, “Sorry tungkol sa kanina. Papakiusapan ko si Principal, baka pwedeng huwag na munang papuntahin parents mo.” He sounded worried. Or, was he?

“Hmm, okay lang. I'm also at fault for losing my patience.” I was sincere this time. “I'm also sorry for putting you in this mess. I know you're not used to this,” I paused when I remembered his face trying to be a bad boy. “What an idiot.”

It was too late when I realized I said my last phrase out loud. I was supposed to be keeping that to my mind. Natawa lang naman siya sa 'kin. “Sorry about that too.” An uncomfortable smile plastered on my face.

“Tingin ko gets na kita.” He changed the topic that fast. I don't understand what he's talking about.

“Get what?” I looked at him. Now that I got to look at him this near, I can say he has soft features. His eyes somehow have the ability to look through my soul, it's deep. His nose is not that pointed, and his lips are not too narrow and red. Just right.

“Kung bakit ka ganito. Akala ko noon hindi ka pinalaki nang maayos ng magulang mo, e.” I don't know how will I feel about his impression about me, but I nodded.

I smiled sickly. “You had the right impression of me, then.”

Parang naalarma naman siya sa nasabi. “Ibig kong sabihin...” He couldn't find the right words, so he just apologized. “Sorry.”

“It's okay,” I said. “You're right. I never experienced na mapalaki nang tama.” I smiled at him. “All my life, I had always been seeking for that kind of love my parents have never gave me. Especially my mom,” I stopped and smiled again. “I feel like I was never enough for her.”

What he did weakened me. He hugged me and caressed my hair.

“Hindi ko akalaing may ganitong side ka pala,” he initiated. I just listened to him talk. “Kaya... Tingin ko naiintindihan na kita. Hindi mo naman kailangang i-pressure ang sarili mo sa mga bagay-bagay, e. Okay lang din namang magpakita ng kahinaan sa tao.”

This time, I let go of his hug. His words hit me, but I don't think I can open up like this again. “People often leave me when they see me vulnerable.” My smile was weak.

“Oh,” he answered. He later gave me a reassuring smile. “Eh anong tawag mo sa akin?”

I did not think twice. “Jerk.”

He just laughed again. “Dahil ba sa kahapon? Sorry na, hindi ko naman sinadyang itulak ka.” He really sounded apologetic.

“Saka 'yong sa kanina...” He cut his phrase and avoided my gaze. It feels like he was shy for a moment. “Sorry, nahulog kasi 'yong flashcard.” Kumamot pa siya sa ulo.

It was our accidental kiss. Out of nowhere, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

“Hmm, it's alright.” I paused to see his reaction. He's facing me again. “Besides, it was the stupid professor's fault.” We both laughed synchronously.

We stopped when we locked our eyes on each other. I had a familiar feeling while I was looking at his eyes. His eyes were deep that I want to dive into their depth.