Your Rascal Knight

Ang Kwentong ito ay tagalog. Natripan ko lang na English itong chapter na ito. Saka etong chapter na to ay isang pasilip sa Future ng bida naten. Now, kung gusto mo simulan basahin ang totoong simula ng istorya, punta na sa next chapter. Pwede naman balewalain na tong chapter na to eg xD.

                Your Rascal Knight
                  (Special Chapter)

My name is Rose Abigail, 19 years old. I'm studying Political Science here in Manila. Currently, I'm on my sophomore year. I can say that my looks is not that bad. I have a good pointed nose, bright eyes, rosy cheeks, fair and white complexion. I stand at five foot seven and a half inches. My black-brown hair waved down to the back of my shoulder. But, I am still single. There are some boys in my school and in my neighborhood that showed interest in me, but I don't mind them. I decided that I will finish my study first before letting myself to fall in love. I have plans for myself and also for my family, and entering a relationship is not yet one of them. I will stay single until I estabished myself. I will not let any beast (boys as what I called them) interfere with my dreams. That is what I decided until that fateful day comes.

It was right after I finished playing volleyball in our PE 202 when I noticed that there's three new messages in my phone's inbox. Two from my Mom and one from my little brother. I first opened my Mom's message. She said that I need to go home as soon as possible. Then, another message came. "It's an emegency" as I read the text.

"We're in the hospital right now. Your father, it looks like he won't last long."

In an impulse, I took my bag, and head straight to the exit of the gymnasium. I'm still wearing my sweaty shirt and my jogging pants. I didn't care much about how I look during that moment. All I want right then was to ride a bus back to my province.

"I want to see Papa. I need to see him alive." I said to myself, wiping tears in my eyes while still running through the gate.

I don't have a time to waste. I decided not to bring my things from the boarding house. The bus station is just a few blocks away from our school and thats where I headed.

I ran paying not too much attention on my surroundings until I bumped to someones back. It's a tall beast, about six foot in height. He has a hairstyle typical to korean/asian guys these days.

"Are you alright?" he said while looking back to face me.

He has a pointy nose, cute lips, narrow but handsome eyes. In short, he has a pretty face.

If you wonder how I noticed all his facial features despite the fact that I'm in an almost what you called a "breakdown", well, it's been a habit of mine to pay close attention to the faces of people that I encounter.

"Yeah, I'm sorry." I said while sniffing on my nose and wiping my tears.

"Looks like you're not." he said. Then he tried to hand me his handkerchief.

"I don't mean to be rude." I said.

"But I'm in a hurry." I ignored his offer and continue running to the bus station.

I quickly scan the station searching for a bus that will leave to my province. I immediately hop inside the provincial bus. I sat on the third row where noone else sit yet. I was tumping my feet, running out of patience because the bus doesn't seem to leave anytime soon. There's still plenty of seats waiting to be filled. My mind was restless from thinking about my Papa.

"Please Papa, wait for me." I murmur.

As I wait for the bus to start moving, I dial my Mom's number. It wasn't ringing. "Maybe it run out of battery" that's what I thought. Then, one by one, passengers are coming inside the bus. A man wearing a leather jacket sits besides me. He is on his thirty's, or something. He has a slightly grown beard paired with a thick mustache. He has a big nose, dark eyes and slick hair. He matches those goons or villains in an FPJ film. He wears a big wicked looking grin when I looked at him.