I drove off the place crying. My vision was blurred with tears pero kailangan kong lumayo. Yung malayong-malayo kay Kiefer. Galit ako sa kanya. Nandidiri ako. How can he do that? Pinagsabay niya kami in some point just because of their damn lust. I was driving through C5 withour direction kung san ba talaga ako pupunta.
I couldnt stop crying so tinabi ko muna yung sasakyan ko. Safety first. Kahit naman sobrang broken hearted ako, I could still think of. Kahit nasa tabi na yung sasakyan, I didnt bother getting of the car. I cried my heart out inside. "Tang-ina niyo! Nakakadiri kayo! Mga hayop! Baboy!", I hit the steering wheel of my car many times. Kailangan kong ilabas lahat ng nararamdaman ko. Lahat ng sakit. Lahat ng sama ng loob. "Kadiri kayo!"
I texted my friends, unfortunately, no one replied, even Jessey! It was monday so baka they were busy with school. Wala akong pwedeng maksama. I didnt wanna go home kase ayaw kong makita ng parents ko kung gaano ako kabasag.
After nearly an hour, I ws able to recover somehow and started to drive again. I felt much better. Masakit pa din naman pero yung initial pain, nabawasan na.
While driving, I saw David Salon along the way so I immediately took the nearest U-turn slot and went to the establishment. I need a hair cut.
Good evening, Madame. What can I do for you, Gorgeous lady?", I believe he or she or it was one of their hair stylists. I smiled at it and said I wanted a new haircut. "Masyado pang maigsi ito, Ganda. Pero magagawan anman ng paraan.", it said while holding on to my hair, still thinking what to do with it. "Come on,", it pulled me, "Sit here and relax. You look so stressed.", and I gave him a lazy smile. "Gugupitan kita, para gumaan ang loob mo.".
I dont know with girls. Pag depress tayo, all we just need to do is to go to a salon, pamper ourselves, and after that, nagiging okay tayo. Parang kada putol ng buhok or ng kuko, nababawasan din yung b igat ng loob na nafifeel natin.
When I heard the scissors cutting my hair, I felt somehow relieved. Parang napasama nga dun sa nagupit na buhok yung stress at sakit. Gumaan yung feeling ko, every hair thats being cut seemed like a gram of pain ang nadededuct sa loob ko. "Feeling better?", it asked and I nodded.
I was looking at my own reflection on the mirror in fornt of me when someone smiled at me and my brow automatically knitted. Familiar siya.
"Mika Reyes. De La Salle University. Lady Spikers. Fifth playing year. AB Psychology Major. 21 years old. 5'11". Part-time model.", he laid his hands in front of me for a shake hands but I was hesitant. "Nakapagpagupit ka lang, nakalimutan mo na ako?", he asked and I smiled.
"Jeron Teng. De La Salle University. King Archer. Forth playing year. AB Major in Behavioral Sciences-Bachelor of Science in Marketing Management. 21. 6'4". Part-time model. Has a nice abs!", and he laughed. I took his hands for a hand shake, as if it was our first meeting. Nakakatawa lang.
"Hindi halatang niresearch mo ko ha!", he said and chuckled. "Kaw lang ba?", I nodded.
"Eh ikaw? Anlayo naman ata ng inabot mo? Ikaw lang ba?", I asked.
"Yes. Ako na lang. Andito kanina yung kapatid ko eh, but she left me. May pupuntahan pa kasing party."
"Bakit ka mag-isa?", he asked innocently.
"May pasok mga friends ko."
"Asan si Kiefer?"
"Wala na.", and I smiled at him bitterly.
"Ha? Andito ba kanina? Sayang di ko inabutan."
I shook my head. "Wala siya dito kanina. At wala na talga.", he stared at me.
