When I am With Miss Clumsy (Season Two)✔

Action 200: The fall of Gang World

Pating's POV

Gunshots after gunshots. Then a screams.

"LOLO LEEEEE!"

"LOLOOOOO!"

"PADRONEEE!"

"LOLO LEEEEEE!"

"LOLO LEEEE!"

"PADRONE GESTOSO!

Clumsy look up on me and she then look behind her. Screaming 'Lolo Le' on the process she shake her head and run after... Hyung. "LOLO! LOLO! NOOO! LOLO LOOK AT ME! PUTANG INA NAMAN! LOLO PLEASEEEEEE TINGNAN MO AKO! HINDI TO PWEDE! Ng-ngayon na lang ulit kita n-nakita... please... parang awa mo na... Lolo! Lolo I miss you! A-ako to... Si Mati... Lolo..."

My eyes look at Uno. His body on the ground drowning with his own blood. Shoot brutally, not by me... Not because I am the villian who eagerly wanted to kill him. Not because I am so mad at him. He was shoot not by me but by someone I believed he trusted so much. We believed to be his weapon. He was shoot by his own weapon.

Napayuko ako sa mga taong dahan-dahang tumatakbo papapalapit sa isang tao. A man... A brave man... An old man... My... Old man.

"Lolo Le!"

"Padrone! Please! Hold on!"

"Lolo Le! Please! We need ambulance!"

"Hindi! Hindi hindi hindi!"

"No! Not him! No!"

"CALL AN AMBULANCE!"

"LOLO LEEEE! PATING SI LOLO LE! PATING!" Clumsy shouted at me. My knees tremble. I tried to walk forward but I am shaking. I shake my head, trying to erase the happenings around me. Because what my mind is focus on to is the fact that... they are mourning over someone. Someone that is... So much of the word... important.

"O-old man..." I whispered between their screams, regrets, shouts, cries that I can't distinguish at who came from. Everyone has tears. Everyone look down on him. Sorrow wins.

Pinilit kong tumakbo palapit sa kanya. Wishing my knees can still hold on. Pushing away the people around him. Making a way for me to see the most painful thing happens after decades. My grandfather, Leanico... Smiles at me.

'Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ka bumalik..'

'Stop that old man. Stop yourself believing that you didn't know.'

What? Money? Kailangan mo ba ng pera. If not, so that's a work right? Anong pinasok mo ha?'

'Tss. Sabi na at yan ang una mong iisipin. Watch your words old man.'

'Watch your words grandson. You aren't at the country where in you learn that bunches of disrespectful words.'

From the moment I recognized him as my grandfather... He earned a respect that I am always honored to give him. But because of what happened to my parents... I forgot how to respect him.

"Apo..." he whispered. Tears on his eyes that moves from me to Hyung. Bloods on his mouth and sweat on his forehead, he continues. "N-nandito kayo..." And smile.

I hold his hand. Not making my mind believe that this is a reality. Trying to shut my senses down in digging me deep in an obvious fact. Hyung hold his other hand. He hold it as if they shared a long lasting memories together. As if betrayal never happened. As if he never left us. As if he never be forgotten. Indeed, I forgot him. But Old didn't. Even I am... He never forget me.

The day I walked out on him and decided on my own flashed back. Ang mga salitang binitawan ko sa kanya at ang mga salitang binitawan niya sa akin ay bumalik sa isip ko. Ang desisyon kong umalis... Hinayaan niya ako. On my young mind, I feel mad. I feel like he never care. But as years passed by, I cooled down. Thinking that he care... Hinayaan niya ako hindi para mapariwara ako. Hinayaan niya ako kasi gusto niyang mahanap ko ang sarili ko.