Chapter 8: Permanent Mark

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"KENN, sandali lang!" Paul called after their session. The main dancer is about to exit the studio with stomping feet but the leader hurriedly catches up to him. Paul expected it since Kenn never bothered to look at him nor talk to him the whole day.

He purposely avoided him and he knows that it's his fault in the first place. He ran towards him but he made sure that he kept his distance from the younger as a sign of respect. "Stop right there."

"No! Huwag mo akong utusan. Tapos na ang session natin. Wala na tayo sa trabaho." Surprisingly, his voice is cold as the winter.

Paul nibbles his bottom lip. "Look—magpapaliwanag ako... just listen to me."

"You lied! Ano pa ba'ng pakikinggan ko? Another lies? Coming from you? Sa'yo pa talaga galing, Paul?" Kenn said as he wanted to cry.

The older sighs in defeat. "Alam ko. Sorry na kasi—"

"Bakit mo pa ba ako kinakausap, ha? Para saan pa?" The main dancer snapped. "Hindi ba dapat kinasusuklaman mo na ako ngayon?"

Paul gasped unbelievably. "Ano? Ganyan ba ang tingin mo sa'kin?"

Kenn wipes his tears. "Bakit? Hindi ba? Kanina nga lang, parang diring-diri ka pa no'ng nalaman mong ininuman ko pala ang nainuman mong baso na akala mo si Austin ang gumamit."

The older frowned. "Excuse me? Hindi totoo iyan—"

"Maniniwala ako sa'yo no'ng wala ka pang alam..." Kenn paused. "Pero ngayon? Ewan ko. I can't blame you rin naman kung ganyan ang mararamdaman mo."

"My golly! Kenn, makinig ka nga muna sa'kin!" Paul grunted.

"Para saan pa ba? Nagsinungaling ka, tapos ang usapan!" Kenn insisted.

He is trying his best not to cry again. Not in front of Paul and he will never let him know either. Now that he's been busted, now that his deepest secret is popping out of the blue, he doesn't know what to do anymore.

He checked those papers once he got home yesterday and they were all misplaced and flipped the wrong way. That's when he knew that Paul lied. Their leader did read his not unsent letters anymore and he was so ashamed of himself for his negligence. He couldn't even face the older after that.

"I'm sorry," Paul apologizes sincerely. "Hindi ko sinasadya."

"Hindi mo dapat malaman iyon, Pau." Kenn sniffed, still on his back. "Wala rin akong planong ipaalam sa'yo pero—pero... wala na. Kasalanan ko rin naman. Hindi ako nag-iingat."

Paul sighed guiltily. "I swear, it was just an accident. Maniwala ka. Hindi ko talaga sinasadyang i-invade ang privacy mo. Hindi ko naman kasi alam eh."

"At hindi ko rin sinasadyang mahalin ka. Hindi ko rin naman alam na gano'n ang mararamdaman ko paglipas ng mga taong kasama kita." Kenn chuckled bitterly. "Kung ako lang ang papipiliin... ayoko naman talagang mahalin ka ng higit pa sa pagiging kaibigan."

"Grabe ha. Ang sakit naman niyan. Hindi ba talaga ako kagusto-gusto?" Paul look side-ways.

"Wala akong sinabing gano'n." Kenn straightened his slouched back without turning to their leader, afraid that if he did, he would run towards him and envelop the older into a tight embrace. Paul is always been his weakness.

"Kenn—"

"Mauuna na ako, Pau. Nagmamadali rin kasi ako." Sorry, hindi ko alam pa'no ka harapin.

"Sige. Oras na lumabas ka sa studio ngayon, kahit sa mga panaginip mo, wala nang tayo." Paul did said it so casually while he sat into the couch, cross legged.

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