Clouds are crying again. Tears shatter and destroy everytime they touch the ground. Everytime they fall.
"Erin?" Tinago ko agad ang black note book ko sa ilalim ng unan ko.
Rain. Why do they have to feel that pain?
Pagkatapos ay pumasok siya sa kwarto ko.
"May pupuntahan tayo."
"Ayoko." I said coldly. My life is muted and I don't think I could handle the unquietness outside this place,this home.
"Wag kang mag-alala, Erin. Hindi tayo lalabas."
"P-pero..." Nagulat ako nung biglang piniringan niya ko ng panyo sa mga mata ko. That scent, hindi pa rin pala nagbabago ang pabango niya simula nung nagkakilala kami.
Our school had a benefit concert that day at kailangan naming mag-invite ng ibang instrumentalist galing ibang school.
I was a the singer and he's the violinist.
Music, it made us connected. Made our worlds bumped.
And because of that concert,parati na niya kong binibisita sa school, he courted me. And I fell, and up to now, I'm still in love with him. But I don't want him to be like me. To be a person who fears music. Who fears the reason why we've met.
"Saan tayo pupunta?" He's holding my hand and guiding me as we walk our way.
"Just trust me." He assured. I don't know. I don't know what I suddenly had this feeling.
He stopped when we, -I think- had our 25th step.
I heard a cracked on a door and he tightened his grip upon my hand as we walk.
"Nandito na tayo, Erin."
This scent...
is just so familiar and I do feel uneasy and I don't know why.
He removed my blindfold and I tardily opened my eyes.
I glanced as my sight got clearer and figured all the things, I mean all the instruments around here.
My heart is racing. My lungs are so desperate to catch air. And my tears want to pour from my eyes.
"C-Colin... U-umalis na tayo dito.." I said trying to be normal at my best. But I can't.
My tears escaped.
This place, is very nostalgic. All of the memories flashed into my mind.
He hugged me. Tight. Tight. Tight. He wants to let me feel the security. That nothing could hurt me,even this place, even everything, even every instruments, every pieces of this room,
but he failed.
"Shh.. Erin.. Nandito ako.."
"Umalis na tayo dito.. Please.. Please.." Clouds are crying again. Tears shatter and destroy everytime they touch the ground. Everytime they fall.
He cupped my face.
"Tingnan mo ko Erin."
I looked up and pointed my eyes to him.
"Kailangan mo nang matalo ang takot mo. You need to be free. Hindi ko na kayang makita kang ganyan. At kasalanan ko rin, na makita kang pahirapan ang sarili mo sa loob ng dalawang taon. You do not deserve this."
"I do deserve this Colin. Ako ang may kasalanan ng lahat! Kung bakit namatay ang Papa ko! Kung bakit hindi na namin siya kasama ngayon! Ako Colin! Kasalanan ko lahat!"
BINABASA MO ANG
Melophobia (Fear of Music) SHORT STORY
Short Story"I once been so passionate to music. I loved every rhythm,every key,and every melody of it. But because of an incident, my passion about music vanished. And now, I have a huge fear on it." Chicklit #141
