The Rumor

Journal Entry #2: Lacey Solomon

Dear my friend,

Some stories are written with pen, some are written with pain. It's been three weeks since the tragic incident fight between me and Chester. I tried my very best to have truce with him but little do I know it's just getting worse.

It's been weeks since I last wrote to you. I never thought I would write again, I just really want to release my anger right now. Baka iba pa ang magawa ko at pagsisihan ko pa sa huli kung hindi ko ito ilalabas ngayon. I just feel lonely, wala akong makausap. So bear with me while I'm ranting all these things to you.

As a guy, a hopeless romantic guy actually. I'd dream a romantic gesture of true love. Sounds cliche, right? But maybe I just want to be wanted by. I just want to experience that sensation they called love. Somehow I want to experience it so bad. How it feels? I'm just curious about it.

They said it's kinda addicting, that's the reason why some men are womanizers, they want to taste different flavors one at a time. And I'm just stuck here, waiting for my first taste of love while tired on watching others dating different girls every week. So out of my curiosity about these things, I'm so desperate to try it.

At yun na nga, once upon a time I was sweet and innocent and then she happened, a girl named Lacey.

It's the beginning of second semester on my first year college as a law student, every one is so busy on their studies that time trying to prove themselves in academics, but everyone seems also living the life despite of very busy schedule. The young, wild and free life.

Me, Chester and Noah learned to attend parties, lots of parties. Hindi ako sanay noong una pero masaya naman. Loud music, dance, foods, people, casual talks, noise, everything is great. EXCEPT FOR THE DRINKS.

I remember when I devirginized my tongue by drinking beer for the first time, just one glass of beer after that I'm done. Hindi na'ko uminom ng alak ulit kahit kailan. It's not that I'm a 'kill joy' or so what, I'm just aware that drinking beer might bring me in troubles.

But Chester and Noah are so into it. Those nights na lasing silang dalawa at hindi ko alam kung paano ko sila iuuwi sa mga bahay nila. Sometimes I let them sleep over on my house just to avoid their parents in scolding them by being hangover. I'm such a good friend, right?

They are the worst version of themselves when they're drunk. Trust me, they did stupid things. Shouting with strangers, dancing the chicken dance, removing their clothes in the crowd, getting naked, and you want to know the worse? Kumakanta sila. Yup. Kinakanta nila ang 'Blood Sweat Tears' ng BTS. I don't know why, parang nahawa na kami ni Noah kay Chester sa pagkanta niya parati ng mga korean songs. But hearing them singing korean songs while drunk, trust me. It's disaster.

Time after time, it became our habit during weekends to attend parties. Especially when Noah has a problem or personal issues to his family. I don't have money so usually nililibre lang nila ako. Chester always bring his car with us, eventually I learned how to drive because automatically I'm the driver in our way home after the party. I can't trust them to drive while they're drunk.

But one night, in just one perfect night, everything has changed.

I'm so busy banging my head left and right while dancing into the crowd when someone suddenly interrupted me, si Noah. At first, hindi ko siya pinansin but when he told me na hindi na niya talaga kaya at malapit na siyang magsuka, mabilis ko siyang sinamahan sa banyo.

Noah was really messed up that night. He was puking so much. I think he has a big problem that time. Ayaw niya lang mag-kwento sa amin.

While I'm waiting him outside the cubicle, I'm singing a random korean song that I heard from Chester within that day. And I'm even not aware na kumakanta pala ako. I just realized it when someone flush a toilet from one of the cubicles, akala ko si Noah na.