I slowly open my eyes as the sunlight shine on my eyes, it wasn't bad but it definitely woke me up from my slumber. I even try to close my eyes then open it again as everything slowly sinks in.One I am nowhere in my room, the ceiling and furniture says it all, two who changed my clothes, and three who am I with last night? I tried to calm myself because I was starting to panic.
I look at the door when I heard a click, ibinalot ko pa ang kumot sa katawan ko, thinking it would save me from anything.
"Good morning." Napahinto ata ako sa paghinga when I saw Jiro holding a tray with a bowl, glass of water, and medicines.
Sa sobrang pag-iisip ko sumakit ata lalo ulo ko, para na siyang binibiyak. Ano na naman kasi ginawa ko kagabi? As I recall everything, agad akong bumaba sa kama at hinagilap ang phone ko, 'i wasn't able to update my parents about my situation.'
"Where is it? Where is it." I kept repeating that while looking for my purse, 'wag mo sabihing na-misplaced ko ang phone ko? Ang malas ko naman ata?
"Hey, are you looking for your phone? I charged it. Also if you're worried about your parents, I already informed then that you stayed here, sinabi ko rin na late na tayong nakauwi galing party that's why hindi kana nag-abalang umuwi sainyo." After hearing that, napasalampak nalang ako sa sahig, what am I even doing with my life? I will never get wasted again, para akong nasisiraan ng bait.
"Are you okay? You eat this chicken porridge first then drink this meds, you look pale, mamaya mahimatay ka nanaman." Jiro said while helping me to stand up and settled on his bed, inilapag niya din sa harap ko ang tray, ang init pa ng porridge, ang sarap sa mata, hindi ko pa natitikman pero alam ko na masarap siya.
I didn't even spare him a glance and proceed to eat what he prepared. And yes, masarap nga ang niluto niya, unti-unti din nababawasan ang hangover ko, siguro nauntog ako kagabi, o kaya malakas ang pagkakabagsak ko kaya ang lala ng migraine ko.
"You really got me worried last night, I don't know if I should be saying sorry to your parents because of what happened. Seeing you all unconscious. First and last party mo na yun." Jiro said that made me laugh but hissed when my head feels like cracking, it's so painful. I'll rate my experience 4/10, the first few hours was fun, but never again.
"Thanks for taking care of me. Who changed my clothes?" Napahinto naman si Jiro sa ginagawa niyang pagpunas sa labi ko ng tissue when I asked him that, it definitely took him off guard. I even saw his ears getting red.
"Uh...si ano... Si Nanang Gina." He awkwardly laugh, as if he's trying to make it believeable, 'that's suspicious.' After that, nagpaalam siya na ibababa muna ang tray at kukuha ng panibagong baso ng tubig.
As I walk through his room, pansin kong ang minimal ng mga design ng kwarto niya, his trophies, medals, certificates, even some of our childhood pictures together. He's keeping it. I mean, I'm also keeping some of it, but I don't want to display it, even in my room.
Napansin kong may isang picture na nakahiwalay sa karamihan ng display, as I look at it, it was when Jiro gave me a flower ring. I can't recall much, but it definitely looks so special, we were holding each other's hand. Jiro was looking at me, while I was looking at the camera. It gives me a sense of familiarity pero, it also feels blurry on my mind. I really can't recall this day, not fully atleast.
I still feel dizzy kaya bumalik nalang ako sa kama at naupo, ayaw ko naman mahiga nalang dahil lalo lang lalala ang hilo ko, I can't go back home nang ganito ang sitwasyon ko dahil papagalitan talaga ako ng parents ko.
"Here's your water Haven, drink your meds na para mawala kahit paano ang sakit ng ulo mo." I thank him after handing me the glass. I also took the meds he gave me and swallow it. I really hate taking meds, kaya ayaw kong nagkakasakit or what because I really hate taking meds, any kinds of meds.
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