BEA POV
I woke up, ang sakit ng ulo ko. Pagmulat ko ng mata ko, I am in a strange place.
Bago yung loob ng kwarto, ngayon ko pa lang 'to nakita. When I take a look at myself sa ilalim ng kumot, nakasports bra and spandex na lang ako.
I closed my eyes and think of what happened yesterday. Oh, I was drunk last night but all that I could remember, is until I fall asleep in the table sa bar. After that, I have no idea what happened next.
Don't tell me I make out with someone I just met last night while I was drunk. That explains why, I am here at the room. Trouble Beatriz, What will you do now? Dxxn. Alak pa more.
Suddenly, nagbukas yung door, kaya napatingin ako at iniluwa ang napaka gandang anghel na nagngangalang Jia Morado. What on earth is she doing here?
Kung siya ang naka make out ko last night dahil sa kalasingan, kahit araw araw maglalasing ako. Hahahaha
Kaya lang, I remember the reason bakit ako napunta sa bar. Bumalik sa alaala ko ang nangyari sa car. She broke up with me.
And the thought of that, brings pain to my heart again. But I restrain myself from crying again.
BEA: "Where am l? At paano ako napunta dito?"
Walang kabuhay buhay kung tanong sa kanya. Sabay hawak ko sa noo ko kasi biglang sumakit.
JIA: "Dito ka sa guest room ng dorm. You texted ate Ly na sunduin ka sa bar last night."
Pagpapaliwanag niya at may dala siyang pagkain.
JIA: "How are you feeling?"
Pag-aalala niyang tanong pagkatapos nilatag sa table ang mga dala niyang pagkain.
BEA: "I'm fine. Medyo nahihilo lang."
JIA: "Kumain ka muna at inumin tong gamot para mawala yang hangover mo."
Then, lumapit siya sakin. Nakaupo na ako sa gilid ng sofa. She is standing infront of me.
She reached for my temple and she massage the part na hinawakan ko kanina dahil sumasakit. I just let her continue what she is doing.
JIA: "I'm sorry, nabigla lang ako kahapon kaya ko nasabi yun. I swear I didn't mean to say it."
Biglang pagpapaliwanag niya. Then, biglang tumulo na naman ang luha ko.
Remembering that incident, when she utters those words. I was hurt, really hurt.
Pinahid niya yung luha ko. She looks at me in the eyes.
JIA: "I know I hurt you. I'm sorry."
All I could do is nod. My head is aching because of hangover while my heart is hurting because of the idea that she broke up with me.
JIA: "I know you are hurting and kung magagalit ka man sa akin ngayon ay maiintindihan ko. I have my own faults too and I am sorry that it happens."
It was the first time that she was the one who said sorry first. All the time na magkatampuhan kami, lagi ako yung nag effort at mag sorry.
Pero kahit ano ata ang gawin niya, I cannot just hate her or remained mad at her. She is just so special, lalo ngayon that she was trying to make amends.
Kaya tuloy hindi ko napigilan ang sarili ko, I hug her sa waist. Hinigpitan ko ang yakap sa bewang niya and I place my head on her belly.
BEA: "You are forgiven. Pero huwag mo ng uulitin baka sa susunod hindi ko na kayanin. And I'm sorry kasi I'm too demanding and self-centered. Hindi ko nakita na nasasaktan ka rin."
BINABASA MO ANG
PHOTOGRAPH (JIBEA)
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