Hour Five
We simmered in the silence, just him and I, as he drove to wherever he intended on taking me. I asked no questions, I didn't feel the need to do so.
"Shar... Kapag nagka-panic attack ka ulit, tell me immediately. Para maiuwi kita kaagad... Hindi naman malayo yung mga pupuntahan natin."
I managed a nod, not minding the fact that he might've not seen it as he was too focused on the road. The time on the dashboard said - 4:21pm.
I mulled it over - Justin spoke with a sense of seriousness in his voice, something I was unfamiliar with. In the years I've known him, he was carefree, happy, and overall charming.
He was lovely. I just never gave him a chance.
Yet here I am now, doing the exact opposite. I've been shackled by my crippling fear for so long... I just hope the remaining hours with him change me, even just a little bit.
