I looked up to see a whimpering Rowan, closing his eyes in fear as his face was drenched in pure rain and tears mixed up. I stared for a long moment, realizing that his holding me tight against his warm body. But I quickly pushed him away.
“Ano'ng ginagawa mo?! Akala ko ba kasalanan ko?! STOP FUCKING DISTURBING MY DEATH!” sigaw ko sa kanya. “Kung gusto kong mamatay, LET ME BE!” dagdag ko. I can hear the wrath in my own voice.
“Do you think Keneth wants that to happened?! Do you think I want that to happened?! No! STOP BEING SELFISH!! Killing yourself to end your suffering, it's not worth it! There's a lot of people out there expecting you in one piece. There's still a lot of people out there to forgive you.. ako rin.” sabi niya.
Pagkatapos niyang sabihin yun, nanghina ang mga paa ko at napasubsob ako sa lupa. Umiiyak.
His words struck like lightning.
“I'm sorry..” I muttered to myself, feeling my tears stream down from my eyes and down to the ground.
Naririnig ko ang mga yapak ni Rowan na papalapit sakin. He bended down on the ground and hugged me.
“I'm sorry too..” he said before my vision flashed black.
-
Three weeks later..
After Keneth's funeral, we visited his dorm. Before he died, he always told GP to give me his diary when they found me. And I recieved it. Ang diary-ing yun ay yung diary na binigay ko sakanya after his 10th birthday. Isa itong makapal na diary. And knowing, Keneth, alam kong magagamit niya tuh.
At tama ako.
From frustrations, hatred, confusions, happiness, sadness, depression, disses and etc. Was written down by his own handwriting. Iba kasi tuh magsulat si Keneth, a man of words on paper. From the past eleven years, he managed to take small but meaningful notes everyday.
The following week was just me, reading his diary from more than ten years ago during night time. At day time was me, asking my aunt the truth.
Basically, while I was at the accident, I crashed at bago sumabog yung kotse ko, kinuha ako nitong babae at dinala sa bahay nila para macure ako, which is my so called 'mother' who later died because of lung cancer.
Grabe, lahat sila na nainvolve sa sitwasyon ko namamatay. Tangina, death bringer ka talaga Mara ㅡ or should I say.. Xyla. After Keneth's death was chaos. Expected. Alam na ng totoo kong pamilya na buhay at humihinga pa ako. That's why nasa loob na ako ng kotse ni Rowan, pupuntahan na namin sila.
“Excited ka?” Tanong niya sakin. Lumingon ako sa kanya only to be blinded by his amazing side profile - no kidding.
“Ewan. Nag-alala ba talaga yung tatlong anak ni Satanas?” Tanong ko referring to my three siblings. Napatawa siya dun, nasa daan parin ang nga mata habbang nag-da-drive.
“They were devastated when they found out.” He said. Natahimik ako. Wow.. Nalaman kaya ng mga magulang ko or masyado silang busy para alalahanin ang nawawala nilang anak. Or baka, inaccept na nila na ‘patay’ na ako.
“Hm.” sabi ko. He stole a quick glance at me.
“Hey..” He said softly as he reached out to hold my hand. “Smile Xy.” He said and I did. Even if his eyes are on the road I know that that smile he just flashed was for me.
-
Nakadating na kami sa residence namin. Grabe, nalimutan ko kung gano kalaki pala yung bahay namin. Pero nasurprisa ako na walang nanimago.. huh.
Binuksan ni Rowan ang pinto ng kotse para makalabas ako. He escorted me to the entrance of the mansion. He pressed the bell then we waited.
I took a deep breath. I can hear my own heart pumping rapidly out of nervousness. Muntik na akong tumalon sa takot nung may naramdaman akong kamay sa kamay ko. I looked to my shoulders and I see him.. Rowan.
He turned to me and said. “You'll be fine. You're Xyla.” He smiled and let go of my hand as soon as the door opened.
Hindi pa nga halos bumukas yung pinto may tumalon na agad sakin para yumakap. This scent.. “Kuya?” Sabi ko.
“Xyla..” I heard him. I hugged back missing his humor and presence. I look ahead and saw Alona and Ate Mila running towards me, tears running down their eyes and in no moment crashed for a group hug.
I couldn't hold it, my tears went raining down my cheeks as I feel my heart experience this unbelievable feeling. I averted my eyes to Rowan who was smiling brightly at me, I smiled back mouthing a ‘thank you’.
Matapos ang ilang minutong iyakan at yakapan, pinakawalan na nila ako ㅡ only to be hugged by my cousins instead.
-
“So, ano'ng plano mo?” Tanong sakin ni Rowan the moment we entered his apartment. I took off my coat and hang it on his coat rack before replying.
“Hmm.. Magtratrabaho parin ako sa kompanya mo and maybe a part time job sa kompanya namin.” Sabi ko.
“Bakit ka pa magpapart-time job? Mayaman ka Xyla.” He joked. I smiled at him before entering.
“Pag-usapan natin yan matapos kong makalipat sa mansion.” Sabi ko at tumakbo agad sa sofa. Gabi narin nang makadrive kami dito.
Nandito sa apartment ni Rowan yung mga gamit ko galing sa 'auntie' ko. Nagpaalam ako at nagpasalamat sa lahat ng ginawa nila sakin nung hindi ko matandaan yung sarili ko.
I heaved out a deep sigh before landing my back on the soft sofa. I closed my eyes to doze off. Pero ilang sekundo palang ako nakapikit may naramdaman akong mabigat na pumatong sakin. Napailap ako at buhok ni Rowan ang nakita ko.
His head was on my stomach.
He sat up and face me. “Natatandaan mo pa so Keyleth diba?” He asked.
I nodded. “Yung ‘fiancé’ ko noon?”
He nodded raising his arms and settling his hands on the sides of my face as he hovers above me. His dark eyes meet mine.
“He got a girlfriend.” He said.
“Great. Who's the lucky girl?” I asked quite surprise.
“Chloe Xavier.” He replied. My eyes even widen at that. “Surprise?” He said smirking.
“A bit. But I know they'll get along. I mean, Keyleth is very attractive, he's sporty and fit. He's also very intelligent, a gentleman and very sweet. He's the ideal ty-” That's when I noticed Rowan's face change. May nasabi ba akong mali?
“Kung siya Ideal Type..” he said placing his head on the crook of my neck. My heart's beating went fast while my eyes were wide as I felt his lips traveled to my ear. “Eh ano ako?..” He breathed.
I exhaled a lot of oxygen after that. How dare he..
BINABASA MO ANG
√ | 𝑷𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑼𝑺 ; 𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒖
Humor｢#2｣ ❝ Don't forget me. Rowan. Don't forget that name in a million years.❞ They are about to face big challenges on their way to forever. Challenges that might provoke them to forget each other. First love would disappear and even friends would tel...
