The flight was short but Dara can say that it’s one of the best. Dinala s’ya ni Jiyong sa isang play room kung saan sobrang naaliw s’ya. Billiard pools, game machines and so much more. When she got exhausted playing, she went to the bar area where Jiyong’s sitting, watching her.
“How come may ganito dito?” she asked before reaching for the glass of vodka.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, still staring at her.
“Liar,” Dara grimaced, her nose crinkling when she finally got to taste the drink. It was nasty, but tolerable. Noong ibaba n’ya ang baso n’ya, napansin n’yang naka-titig pa din si Jiyong sa kanya. She arched a brow. “What?” she can’t help it but ask.
“What?” Jiyong asked back, totally unappalled.
“May dumi ba ko sa mukha?”
Jiyong shook his head, but still not leaving Dara’s eyes.
Dara tilted her head then stare back. Jiyong blinked, felt his heart beat so fast, and then look away. He picked his drink with a pout before letting out a soft curse.
“The plane’s landing soon…” Dara said as she savor every bits of her drink.
“What’s bugging you?” Jiyong asked again. He gave her a temporary time to forget all her worries, but it would never change the reality after the flight ends.
“The past,” diretsong sagot ni Dara ngunit naka-tingin sa unahan.
While there’s Jiyong, having his whole body turned to her, all his attention to her. He didn’t want to miss any actions or moments with the girl in front of him. He just wanted to see her. If he could only stare at her all day, he would.
“What about it?”
Dara spaced out on the wall. “It’s haunting me…”
Ramdam ni Jiyong kung gaano kalungkot at takot ang boses ni Dara. It bothers him so much. He can’t fully see Dara’s face but just looking on one side, he can already feel how down she was. And he can’t bare the sight of it. It’s also paining him seeing her like this.
“How?” Was it related to me? Jiyong’s mind’s filled with the past, too.
Dara heaved a deep breath. “Why do we need to return the past? The dead? Why can’t we just be here… just be in here. Ayoko ng balikan ang nakaraan.”
He didn’t know what to say. He remembered telling those stuffs to Dara… to never return the past because it’s all done. Live in the present. But right now… all he wanted to do was relieve the past with her. Everything with her.
“It was all painful… my past…” Dara continued before letting out a sad smile. “I didn’t want to go back there,” she finally looked at Jiyong and their eyes met. He saw how sad she was despite the smile. “It was hell.”
It was hell… with me.
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“You dumb fuck!” Young Bae yelled as soon as he saw Jiyong lying on his bed looking so wasted. “I knew it the moment you lent your plane! Where the hell did you hide, huh?” kahit gusto n’yang hampasin ng luggage ang kaibigan, pinigilan n’ya ang sarili.
But Jiyong didn’t respond. He was just staring on the ceiling.
“Did YG allowed you to come? Alam ba ni Nana nandito ka?”
But Jiyong remained silent.
“Seriously, dude. What the fuck are you doing with your life?”
