Featheria Series #1: The Basement Pet

Kabanata 17

Nightmares

Madaling araw nang malakas akong napatili at napabangon sa pagkakahiga. Dilat na dilat ang mata ko sa gitna ng itim na kawalan. Ang hininga ko ay habol-habol ko habang ramdam ko ang malamig na tagaktak ng pawis ko.

Pinakiramdaman ko ang sarili ko. Ramdam ko ang panghihina ng katawan ko. Kasabay ng bigat ng katawan ko na tila naroon ako sa mismong panaginip ko. Sinubukan kong iangat ang kamay ko upang kapain ang mukha kung saan nanlagkit na mula sa natuyong agos ng luha, pero hindi ko magawang iangat ang kamay ko!

What's happening to me?!

This is the second time that this happened!

Shit! What did I do before? I easily got my self back and proceeded my day acting like nothing happened, but what about now? I can't even move around! It was maybe the adrenaline that I managed myself to shout and pulled my self to sit. But that's it, I can't find the strength to move now.

The dream, perhaps, a nightmare it is. She showed up in my nightmare for the second time. It's different from my previous dreams; I had a good dreams about her when I was still on the basement. But after leaving the basement, and after leaving the apartment to live here with Ace, it became my nightmares.

I'm assuming that it's because I'm having my sessions of over thinking and anxieties. I'm stressed about a lot of things now. My focus became haywire and I sucked at so many things. And these days, she's the one I'm always thinking about. Because she's my strength for this mission.

Ate Bria was tortured physically and mentally, and killed in front of me.

Those were my nightmares about her. Seeing her lifeless stares directed at me. Seeing her bleeding in my dreams. Hearing her voice in my dreams asking me to. . . run for my life. And as I followed her when she told me to run, it became more of a nightmare as I repeatedly sta—

My thoughts got interrupted when I heard a loud knock on my door.

Still, I can't move.

The loud knocks continued. "Wing, are you alright?" His husky voice was not enough to make me pull my shits together.

Can't he just not mind me? I'm totally fine. I mean, I can handle myself. This is nothing! From the first place, this is something he shouldn't hear!

Still, the knocks were getting louder and irritating.

"Wing? I said open the door." His voice were a bit on a tone of authoritative.

Ibinuka ko ang bibig ko upang magsalita, ngunit muling natikom ang bibig nang marinig ang muli niyang pagsasalita.

"I have a duplicate key. I'm going to use it if you don't open this now."

Nanlaki ang mata ko. What now?!

Mabilis na nakaahon ako sa kama. Nadapa nga lang dahil sumabit ang kaliwang paa sa kumot. Bumagsak ako sa sahig at napaungol sa sakit.

"Ah, shit!" My first word of the day, just great.

Iika-ikang nilakad ko ang pintuan at padabog na binuksan 'yon. Una kong nasilayan ang isang paa niya na may suot na fluffy slipper at ang isang paa na nakayapak lang. Nag-angat pa ng tingin at natanaw naman na naka- shorts siya, at angat pa ulit ng tingin na natanaw na wala siyang pang-itaas na saplot.

Kumunot ang noo ko. Isang angat pa ng tingin upang matanaw ang mukha niya nang natigilan ako sa panga niya. Tiim na tiim 'yon pero mas nangibabaw sa isipan ko ang hindi pa rin nawawala ang hickeys niya roon.