[♤]: THE ANARCHIC DELINQUENTS

Chapter 02: "DELINQUENTS"

CHAPTER 2

THE BADASS DELINQUENTS

“DELINQUENTS”

WRITTEN BY: VASILISA ROSEMARIE SABINA

I was kind . . . Wait, let me emphasize it. I was nice, so kind, sweet lovely, and innocent but that’s only because I was one year old and what happened when I turned 15? I became a hot-headed girl, heartless, cold-hearted, rude, wicked, insubordinate and most of all a warrior. What I mean warrior, warrior of all the delinquents. That’s what my father taught me after I turned 15 but of course I still respect him and of course my mother, just them.

My father taught me that para hindi ako maging soft, mahina at lalampa-lampa. He turned me into a "Beauty but a Beast".

What a stupid reasonable reason, I thought.

Well, I can’t blame him. He’s abnormal and so is my mother. They’re autistic and that’s the truth. Well, truth hurts.

And about Alexander, I bet he forgot to put a c[o]ndom on. Stupid him, his stupidity would ruin his life now and forever because I’m pregnant and he’s the father, the father of my child or maybe, children.

I’m pregnant with the hot-headed, heartless, cold-hearted, rude, jerk guy named Alexander Quin Liamzon. D[a]mn. Can anyone even imagine that? Me? Pregnant? I didn’t even imagine myself walking down the aisle, pag bubuntis pa kaya? Oh for goodness sake. Is this what I supposed to get when I turned 17, pregnant?

This was Pocholo’s fault. Kung ‘di niya ko pinilit mag pregnancy test e ‘di sana hindi ko alam na buntis ako at e ‘di sana kung malaglag ‘man siya, hindi ako mag wawala at ma-gui-guilty dahil hindi ko nga alam na buntis ako. But Pocholo! Pocholo is a stubborn pest and made me do it.

“Alexia, potchi pa. Bilis, bumili ka sa tindihan kung ayaw mong ikaw ang laklakin ko ngayon.”

“Kundi ka lang talaga buntis kanina pa kita sinikmuraan.” Kanina ko lang sinabi sa kanya na buntis ako at malamang sa malamang halos mag wala na siya sa gulat at buti naman naka get-over na ngayon. Though, wala naman akong pakealam kung kumalat na buntis ako. In this school, everyday akong topic ng mga estudyante dito, immune na ‘ko sa mga kaputahan nila.

Hindi pa ‘ko nakakapagpa-check-up pero wala akong balak.

“Tigilan mo ‘ko sa mga indirect complains mo at sundin mo na lang ‘yun gusto ko kung ayaw mong lumatang sa harapan ko.”

“Hmp!” As usual, walk out.

Nag hintay ako. Hinintay ko si Alexia. Tang’na ‘yun, sa Boracay ba siya bumili ng potchi? Isang minuto na ‘kung naghihintay dito a. Alam naman niya kung gaano ako walang pasensya sa mga pag hihintay tapos pag hihintayin niya pa ‘ko ng ganito katagal? Isang minuto na siyang wala, e, nand’yan lang naman sa tabi ‘yung tindahan ng potchi.

Maya-maya lang, hindi si Alexia ang dumating na may dalang potchi. Isang lalaking padaan na may dalang isang balot ng potchi kaya naman hinarangan ko ‘yung dinadaanan niya pero nagulat ako ng ma-mukhaan ko kung sino ‘yun. It’s Alexei.

“You’re back! So give me that. The potchi, give me! Oh Alexei, I missed you. When did you come back?” He looked at me like para hindi ako ‘yung nasa harapan niya. D[a]mn. I’ve never thought pregnancy will make me act weird.

I can’t believe it. He’s here. Standing in front of me smirking like there’s no tomorrow. He came back from Moscow.

“Oh shut the hell up, sexy b[i]tch. I just missed you’re [a]ss.” If I’m liberated then, he’s super liberated.