VANGUARDIA

Chapter 5

Regina's POV

"Ahh, nandun ka sa bus?! Kamusta ka na? Okay ka naman?" She asked.

"You know where he is?!"

It's too late before her initial question registered on me.

Nakapagsalita na agad ako.

It's rude, I know. Pero hindi kasi ako makapag-isip.

In my defense, I am, again, in the verge of panic because flowers started blooming in the vines I created. And it's out of my control.

How come? Hindi naman new moon today.

Alarmed. I looked at the window to see a little bit of my reflection and check my eyes.

No trace of gold and green?

Naconfuse ako.

I looked at her again. She's looking at me with her face, a little mad.

I don't blame her.

At least, she's focused on me. Not in that thing at the other side of the door. Hindi naman niya nakikita sa kinatatayuan nya.

"Ang sungit naman nito. Tinatanong ko lang naman kung okay ka na. Si Brian Robles ay absent po!" And now, she's raising her voice on me.

But it's still my fault, damn!

I read the logo on her poloshirt. Then, I remembered something. A question that I wanted to ask someone present in the accident.

"Is he the first to touch me after the accident?"

I don't know what's wrong with my question, but her face seems to undergo a series of emotions after I said that.

"Hoy, di ka nya binastos no. Minsan gusto ko itapon sa bangin si Bryan sa kakulitan nya pero di sya nambabastos."

Ano daw?!

"What?! That's not what I meant!"

"Narda." The doctor suddenly came in.

"Uy Noah! Pupuntahan kita e." sabay lingon nya.

There's a quick conversation, then she just left.

Just like that.

That woman is hard to read. She gives the impression that she's naïve, but I don't 100% believe it. Well, she's naïve when she misinterpreted what I said but there's something about the way she carries herself. She's lowkey confident if I will describe her.

Her face is attractively (not gonna lie) expressive. At the span of minutes that she's in the room, she went from worried, awkward, then a little mad but that kindness I saw in her eyes did not even waver.

And you know what's irritating? Those eyes were constantly meeting mine.

I observed, she has the habit of maintaining eye contact to whoever she talks to, even to that doctor.

Appreciate it the first time. But as I talk to her, it makes me feel something. I don't know.

...

And now, to this doctor. I spent overnight thinking why did he know about us? His name sounded familiar, though. I just can't remember.

He said something about the medical tests, and observation period. I couldn't care less.

"You know about me." I said and he looks challenged.

"Your surname is Vanguardia. How can I not tell?" He said.

Okay, I can tell fake naivety when I encountered one.