Take A Chance On Me | A Juan GDL Epistolary (Completed)

56

The heavens were crying. But despite the heavy downpour, I chose to run to her side. Even in the late hour. Even though I really needed the rest. Hindi rin naman ako papatulugin nitong pag-iisip ko sa kaniya.

I arrived at the house a few minutes after midnight. I wasn't even able to park the car properly. The adrenaline was just rushing through me. Constant worry carved on my face. And I don't even know what the hell happened.

A lot of thoughts and scenarios were playing inside my head, driving me fucking crazy. Bakit hindi na lang siya nag-taxi or nag-Grab pauwi? What was she thinking? Why go to our house? Bakit hindi na lang siya nagpatila ng ulan? Wala ba siyang pera? Nanakawan ba siya? Ano ba kasing nangyari?

I knocked ardently at the door and my Mom's concerned demeanor welcomed me. The loud banging of the thunders came in sync with my heartbeat as I run a quick stretch upstairs leading to my bedroom.

Lights were off. The only light coming into the room was from the lightning of the storm. She was covered up in my sheets, towel on her forehead.

"Mataas pa rin ang lagnat niya. Pero mas bumaba na kaysa kanina." Mom, who just came up from behind me, updated me regarding the situation.

"Shouldn't we bring her to the hospital?" I asked her with a high tone in my voice. But she chuckled in response, with some kind of sulked hinting at the end. "Don't you trust your Mom, son? I wouldn't let her stay here if I knew she was critical."

She was quite offended.

"Hindi naman sa ganun, Mom. I-it's just..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. The right words were just not coming. I was at a loss. I ended with a heavy sigh.

She patted my back to comfort me. "Shhh. Calm down. I know you're worried. But I think she'll be fine. Kailangan lang natin siya bantayan."

I immediately grabbed the task at hand. It's the least I could do for her.

"I-I can do that. I wouldn't sleep if I need to."

As I set up my place beside the bed, Mom can't help but wonder.

"You really like her, don't you, son?"

"Yes, Mom. I really do."