Damgeen High School Musical (Double Trouble Series #2)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Shortie

  

"When the tears are rolling down

Like a river to the ocean.

And there's no one else around

You won't question my devotion."

Soft hands started caressing my sensitive skin, wiping off my young teardrops. A figure of a woman was seen. But her face was unidentified.

"Everybody needs somebody

And you got me.

You know that I know that you know

That I'll be there for the highs and lows.

Give you mine if your heart gets broke

By your side when you're all alone,

I will be there..."

Why do I keep on dreaming the unknown as it feels always familiar to me? Para bang parte ng pagkataong hindi kilala ng aking sarili.

I was sitting at the edge of a little bed, crying like a baby, folding my knees and hugging it in a very tight manner, afraid of something else. While the unrecognized woman kept on soothing me, singing a very beautiful music in her own version of its slower and gentler pacing.

May kadiliman ang paligid. Tanging ang ilaw lang sa lampara at munting liwanag mula sa buwan ang nagbibigay ng kapasidad upang makilala ang bawat sulok. Ngunit kahit anong sikap ko, sa gitna ng mga hikbi, bigo ako sa pagkilatis sa ginang.

"W-Who are you?" I stammered in between my sobs.

My forehead furrowed when I heard my strange voice. It sounds young and high-pitched. It's uncontrolled. That's... That's not mine. That voice belongs to someone else. Probably ten years younger than me. It's no way my voice.

But wait, how can I say it's not mine when I don't have any idea how my voice sounds like... when I was younger?

The woman slanted a bit. Pinikit ko ang mga mata nang dumampi ang mga labi niya sa aking noo nang napakarahan.

"I am your hidden origin, honey... Nasa paligid lang ako palagi..." She paused. "Nakabantay sayo," she whispered like an angel under my bed, crawling up whenever I cry to wipe off the tears.

A drop of liquid dropped from my eye abruptly. Napakurap ako nang ilang beses dahil doon. Hindi ko namalayan na lumuluha na pala. Ni wala akong emosyong nararamdaman. Kasi kung meron may ay panay pagkalito lang iyon at galimgim.

Ngunit nang muling imulat ang mga mata, ang pamilyar na kisame na ng kuwarto ko ang bumungad sa akin.

I chased for my breath as soon as I rose from my bed. Napasapo ako sa dibdib at agad na nilingon ang veranda kung saan sumisiwang na ang nakakasilaw na sinag ng araw.

I whispered series of profanities and brushed my face with my hands.

"Lintik na mga panaginip..." I snorted even more.

It's Friday morning. Huling araw ng klase ko para sa linggong ito. Pagkababa ay agad na binati ng mga kasambahay at pinagsilbihan. Napailing ako at kumpas ng mga kamay. I'm not Hilary. I don't need them pampering me.

"Ayos na po. Ako na ang bahala," sambit ko sa kanila.

They gasped in unison. Pahiya itong napayuko, marahil dahil sa pinakawalan kong pananalita at tono. I sighed and just continued blending my coffee.