Hour Twelve
Jesus, this is awkward. We both sat on the bed, side by side. Minutes passed in silence, 'til we broke it at the same time.
"So..", "12 hours na lang natitira di'ba?"
Justin bit his lip and faced me with a forced smile plastered on his face. He kept silent for a while before he began speaking again. "Binibilangan mo pa'rin talaga ako..." I looked at him, and his face was down as he fiddled with the bedsheets.
I was confused. Binibilangan?
"Ino-observe kita, kanina pa. You keep on looking at your watch. Halata na gusto mo nang matapos 'tong araw na'to."
My mouth felt dry, I couldn't muster a reply as he laughed bitterly in the midst of his speech. "I'm sorry... akala ko kasi may chance ako sa'yo. Abala lang pala ako."
With that, he stood up, headed for the door, and left without other words.
