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SPICY BUFFALO WINGS
"Hey Saab....." Makailang ulit na ng tawag sa akin ni Niccolo. "...look at me." Pilit niyang hinahawakan ang baba ko at ibinabaling ang tingin ko sa kanya. Pinipilit niyang ilapit ang mukha sa akin para salubungin ako ng kanyang mga mata. I tried to smile at him and angled my view in the opposite direction still.
I can feel the burning feeling behind my throat as I tried to stop myself from crying. Last night I cried my eyes out. So hard that I'm feeling a little unwell today. Maybe I just got tired. Tired of the illness people had become. They are all consumed with the blindness. Madali namang sabihing maging matapang ka. Na lumaban ka. But sometimes you really just can't. Especially when you've had enough. That the only thing is for you to become tired.
He went to our house last night to check up on me but I didn't answer all of his texts and calls. So when he saw me that morning sitting on a bench under a tree I knew for certain that he was looking for me.
"....talk to me please baby, this is killing me. What's wrong?" Buong pagsusumamong sabi ni Niccolo. I can hear a tinge of desperation in his voice. I was sitting looking over the open field of the school while he on the other hand have his full body angled on my direction. One of his arms is placed on the back of my chair, the other playing with my right hand. His long calloused thumb slowly stroking and caressing the back of my hand. I can feel his warmness like tiny bolts of heat traveling my cold and unwell body. Slowly his fingers locking with the spaces in mine. Pinagmasdan ko ang mga kamay naming magkasalikop. His big hands and long fingers contrasting with my small fat fingers. I heard him sigh. He didn't push. I can still feel his eyes looking intently. His other hand reached out and his fingers brushing a stray of my hair.
The silence between us is peace. Him being there on my side is comforting enough. That morning at school he told me he'll come for me at our house para sabay na kaming pumunta sa senior's party ng Black Wolves.
Umuwi ako ng araw na iyon dahil may practice pa siyang pupuntahan at kailangan ko pang mag ayos. Natagpuan ko nanaman ang sarili sa harap ng salamin at inilalagay sa harapan ang iba't ibang dresses na meron ako. Ang kakarampot na mga damit na meron ako.
I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. Lumapit ako at binuksan iyon. Nakangiti si papa sa labas ng aking kwarto at may bitbit na isang parihabang box na balot sa puting wrapper.
Iniabot sa akin ni papa ang box. At dali dali iyong binuksan. "I'm supposed to give you that on the day of your graduation. Pero kanina ko pa kasi naririnig ang kalampag ng aparador mo at kaluskos kaya......" Natatawang niyakap ko si papa ng makita ang isang itim na dress.
He's big and tall and old. And I love him so much. For trying to fill in the place my mother left when she died. For always being my number one knight. "Salamat pa...... I love you."
