KYLA' POV
I'm Kyla Theresse Yu.
Grabe hiningal na nga ako sa pakikipaghabulan sa mga ulupong na yun tas makikita ko pa yung gago kong bestfriend.
Bestfriend nga ba? Ulol nya.
Tinext ko si Jane, yung saleslady kanina sa Nike. Tropa ko yun eh, pinarusahan lang ng magulang kaya nagt-trabaho. Mayaman yun eh.
To: Jane Roxas
Jane! Tara night market, I wanna drink and go walwal, charr hahaha inom lang konti.
She replied with a yes naman so umalis na ko dito sa mall at dumiretcho na sa usual na place namin sa night market.
I'm wearing a leather skinny pants, converse shoes na white and racerback na top na black tapis denim jacket. Di ako payat at di rin ako mataba noh. Nagw-work out kaya ako tsaka volleyball player to noh.
I ordered San Mig light. Mga 6 cans lang, tig tatlo lang kami ni Jane.
Maya-maya dumating na si Jane, nakaka-isa pa lang naman ako since gusto ko pang hintayin si Jane. Mataas naman tolerance ko sa Alcohol kaya di ako malalasing agad. 18 pa lang ako pero ganto na ko hahaha
I was 15 when I started drinking and I'm a rebel kid. I hate my parents. They never cared about me. Ang gusto lang naman nila eh yung pangalagaan yung image nila. Oo, mayaman kami at ayaw ng magulang ko na masira yung magandang image ng tao sa kanila dito sa davao and manila and that's the reason why no one knows me. No one knows that I'm a Yu.
Sikat sila because of politics. Kahihiyan nila ako dahil hindi ako yung anak nila na good girl. Hindi ako yung demure at mabait. Hindi katulad nung kambal ko.
"Oi, chill. Baka naman mawasak na yang lata." Napisil ko na pala ng sobra yung can ng alak.
"Ano nanaman nangyari sayo?" Tanong ni Jane.
"They wanted me to go back to Manila para ayusin yung buhay ko. Funny right? Ayusin? Wala namang aayusin sa sira kong buhay. Kasalanan naman nila kung bakit ako ganto." Manila? Lol no. I'm trying to escape every bad memories that I have there. Ayoko na dun. Okay na rin naman ako sa Ateneo De Davao.
I stood up and walked towards the little store on the corner and bought 3 sticks of malboro lights. I only smoke when I'm stressed.
I went back where I left jane and lit my cigarette.
"What the hell Kyla? Akala ko ba tinigil mo na yan?" Sermon ni Jane.
"Dati yun, I'm back here in davao and no one can stop me." I blew the smoke when someone snatched my cigarette away from me.
"What the fuck?" When I turned around I saw Kib holding my stick.
I didn't bother talking to him nor noticing him. I just returned to my seat and drank my beer.
"Kyla stop." A stern voice said.
"What do you need my dear bestfriend?" I asked him sarcastically.
"Can we talk?"
"Uhh no?" Napansin kong may mga kasama pala s'ya. Lima sila eh.
