Wild Beat [BxB] |ON-GOING|

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

As I stepped out of the school, the darkness surrounded me like a thick blanket. It seemed like our practice session had stretched on longer than expected, and I hadn't noticed how quickly the time had passed.

May mga iilang estudyante pa rin naman ang nasa loob ng eskwelahan. I pulled my jacket out of my bag and used it to wipe the sweat from my forehead.

I didn't expect na sa dance contest ako makakasali, and I don't have any extra shirts in my bag at this point. While walking, I decided to make a pit stop at my usual hangout spot. I walked alone, knowing that no one would be expecting me home early.

“Ey, Jix! Ginabi ka yata ngayon,” one of my friends greeted me as I entered.

“Yeah,” I replied with a nod, collapsing onto the sofa.

“Saan ka galing? Mukhang nakipag basag ulo ka na naman siguro,” he teased, chuckling as I closed my eyes momentarily.

“No, just practicing for a dance contest,” I replied when I opened my eyes. He handed me a cold drink, which I eagerly accepted and took a long sip from. It was only now that I realized how thirsty I was.

After a brief rest, I grabbed a pair of boxing gloves from the corner and approached the punching bag. I began to work up a sweat once again. I made it a habit to come here almost every day after school to pass the time at uuwi nalang kapag pakiramdam ko ay kailangan ko ng matulog. Besides, no one is looking for me.

After a few hours, I finally decided to head home.

“Bakit kasi ayaw mo pang galawin ang motor mo? Edi sana hindi ka naglalakad pauwi,” my friend called out from outside the door. I didn't respond, I just waved my hand dismissively as I walked away.

I made my way down the serene street towards my house. The night was deep, pero may iilang mga tao pa rin naman ang naglalakad sa may kalye.

While walking down a quiet street, I saw an old lady having a hard time pushing her cart up a steep road. Her cart was filled with old newspapers, bottles, and other items for recycling.

She has difficulty walking, tinignan ko ang paa niya na may nakatali na puting tela at mukhang may sugat.

I decided to help her. I ran up to catch up.

“Let me help you, ma'am,” i grabbed the cart's handle. She looked at me, surprised at first, but then she smiled thankfully.

“Salamat, apo,” she said happily. Together, we started pushing the heavy cart up the hill.

As we pushed, the old lady talked about her life and how she collects and sells these items to make money. She told me this work was important for paying her bills.

As we reached the top of the hill, we both took a deep breath.

“Salamat, apo,” she said, wiping her forehead with an old cloth.

“You're welcome, ma'am. Take care,” I replied, walking in the opposite direction of her way. 

When I got home, I immediately dropped my bag by the door and headed straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I spent a long time in there, just letting the warm water relax my tired muscles. It felt good to wash away the stress of the day, pinikit ko lang ang mga mata ko habang nakababad ang katawan ko sa tubig.

Finally, when my stomach started growling loudly, I knew it was time to get out.

I wrapped a towel around myself and hurried to the kitchen to find something to eat.