AVRIAH ALLISON
"Hmm! Huwag ka na umiyak! Ayan na si mama mo oh!"
What Tita Ascelia—Tracy's Mom—said rung in my head repeatedly.
What the fuck is happening?
"Hello, mam! Ito na po pala 'yung anak niyo na si—ano nga ulit ang pangalan mo 'nak?" I heard Tracy's mom.
"Kaizer...po," a little voice answered.
Napatingin ako sa kanilang dalawa, still confused of what's happening.
My brain couldn't process anything.
Where the fuck am I?
Natigil ako sa pag-iisip nang makaramdam ng isang hatak mula sa aking pulsuhan.
"Ahh...naiihi raw po siya...sasamahan ko l-lang," I heard a tiny girl's voice. It almost felt like a whisper.
Before I could even react, I was already getting pulled by a young girl...who looked very much like Tracy, but younger.
Her jet black hair combined with her porcelain skin make her look simple and elegant. She also have doe eyes, like her mother.
Nang makarating na kami sa isang lilim na lugar, saka niya ako hinarap.
"You have a crush on Peter."
Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa sinabi niya. That came out of nowhere!
"What the fuck? How did you know th—" Oh, shit. She wouldn't know Peter Veras, our Class President. Is she referring to another Peter?
"Boom! Confirmed!"
"Huh?"
"I know...I'm also confused. But please say that you are the 20-year-old Avriah Allison de Guzman," she said.
I nod in response yet still confused.
"Holy cow," Tracy said.
"Ano ba sinasabi mo? Saka why do you talk like that? Bata-bata pa natin!"
Did I sound like a child? I did, right?
Nalaglag ang tingin ko kasabay ng pagkalaglag niya sa lupa.
"What the hell happened? The last thing I remembered was that...I was—that...uhh—"
"Breaking?" pinutol ko siya.
And now...I get what she meant.
She is not a kid. She is Tracy and not the little girl—Trinny. That's why she knew about Peter...
But it still doesn't make any fucking sense.
Even with the flashing lights and heavy crowd, it felt like we are the only people here.
Ilang minuto ng nakabibinging katahimikan ang lumipas nang marinig ko siyang magsalita.
"We are...I think...in the past," she said hesitantly.
"Or maybe...this is all a dream! Maybe if I slap myself, I will wake up from all of these shits."
My brain seriously hurts right now.
Before I could even react, Tracy slapped me.
"What the—ang sakit no'n ah!"
"See? This is not a dream! Hindi ko alam papaano o bakit, pero totoo ito. Bumalik tayo sa nakaraan," she said.
I looked at her.
No, this is so ridiculous. Please wake me up now.
I'll just play along.
