Xyra's pov
Nandito kami ngayon sa likod ng school, may malawak na field dito and , not just a field it's like a garden full of flowers, leaves, etc.
"HOY!"
"AY DAMO AT BULAKLAK!"
Naka topak ba tong kasma ko?! Ihulog ko kaya sya na maraming bato tapos uunahin ko ulo!
"Naka trip kaba?"
"Nope, apologies, i shout at you because your spacing out, thank me later." dahilan nya para mapatahimik ako.
"Camera." Utos ko sakanya na kunin kamera ko, oo sakanya ko pinabitbit yung camera ko.
Nakakapag taka nga eh, actually aasahan ko na dapat mag rereklamo to or mag babangayan muna kami, pero hindi he just smirked and snached my camera, weird.
"Hey, let's go."
He suddenly stopped infront of these yellow and white flowers.
"And what are we doing in here, my brother said take pics."
Hindi ko na natuloy yung sinabi ko dahil sa hinablot nanaman nya ako para tumakbo.
"Sinabi ng kuya mo na photography, Diba? He means kukuha tayo ng mga photos and tayo ang makikilaban sa photography." Sa sinabi nyang yon napatikom yung bibig ko.
"Tss, Kumuha ka nalang ng photos" He said and smirked again while praparing his camera.
He liked smirking and he always does, is that a hobby? Lol.
I started taking pictures, Atleast 7 photos na yung na p-picture ko. Eh yung kasama ko kaya?
Napaharap ako ng mabilis sakanya, and i saw him, he was smiling while looking at me.
Ugh, may mali ba? May dumi ba ko sa mukha ko kaya ganyan sya? Or maybe-- what the hell xy? What are you thinking, don't assume.
"Hey!" Pinigilan ko na hindi mabulol.
"Nice taking pictures" Sabi nya.
"Tapos kana?"
"Yeah."
"Tara na baka hinahanap na tayo." Sabi ko sakanya.
"Wait, maghintay tayo ng konti. Hindi pa naman nyan sila tapos." He said habang minunumya yung bubble gum nya.
"Okay fine" i said, at umupo-- sa malayo sakanya.
Ilang minute kaming hindi nag kikibuan. Pero nabasag yon ng mag salita sya.
"Aminin mo nga"
"Ang?"
"Who's Mark?"
Parang mapang -asar na cold na tanong nya.
Huminga ako ng malalim, and i need to explain this.
"He is. . . . . . Dati syang kasama sa grupo namin . . . Nine kami dati, nandyan sila Julia, Jasmin, Juliana. . . And Mark. . . " I paused ". . . Mark is the most careable, kind . . . . But hindi namin namalayan na kasapi pala sya ng isang grupo na kalaban namin, so yeah, he's just an old trash . . . . I can't remember that day, i forgot what happened because there's an accident. . . . . . "
"Nasaan yung tatlong kaibigan nyo?"
"We dont know. . . We have no idea, if they are dead, of they survived from that bomb. . . . ."
"Bomb?" Curious na tanong nya.
"Yeah, nagka tapatan yung grupo ni Mark at grupo ko. . . . . They kiddnaped them, So without hesitation, we save her. . . . . Wala kaming idea kahit ano man, kung mamatay kami wala kaming pakielam, nung naligtas namin sya, there was a bomb inside the room where i was shoot in my tummy. . . " I started to tear ". . . . They said, sila na daw bahala, makakaligtas naman sila wag daw akong mag alala nag pumilit ako na h-hindi umalis pero n-nakumbinsi nila ako, the bomb was about 5 Minutes . . . There, nanduon sila sa kwartong yun kung saan sumabog yung Bomba. . . . We don't know kung nasaan sila ngayon, sinabi ng mga pulis wala naman daw silang nakitang bangkay, so mag posibilidad na buhay pa sila. . . . . "
My tears started to fall, i know its imbarassing to cry around him, I just closed my eyes remembering what happened before.
Nakaramdam lang ako ng ginhawa at napakalma ako sa isang pagyakap ng tao sakin..
"Will you stop crying your looking so verry ugly right now." Pang aasar pa, yon lang ang narinig ko.
I just laughed from what he joked, and he also did. . . .
I didn't expect i could count on him. . . thank's mike.
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