LOVING A NIGHTMARE

CHAPTER 11

Chapter Eleven

"Bakit hindi puwede? " Inosente kung tanong

"Because it's dangerous out there! " He still holding my hand and it's kinda painful.

"Paano naman naging delikado, aber? " Pinagtaasan ko siya ng kilay at nag pumiglas.

"We are at the bleak. The center of Cimmeria... " Dahil sa pagpupumiglas ay niyakap niya ako mula sa likuran.

Sumuko na lamang ako dahil alam kung di ako mananalo sa isang 'to. Nasa teritoryo pa niya ako.

He turned my way and cupped both my cheeks gently.

"Just please trust me, alright? " There was emotions in his voice I couldn't name.

"Trust? Big word... "

"Please... "

"Fine! " Marahas kung sabi at bumalik sa pagupo sa kanyang kamang may itim na comforter.

It's given that they are the antagonist of this story, alright. Pero kailangan ba talaga na pati sofa, table, comforter, at maging theme ng kwarto ay itim. That's so cliche.

"You really love sleeping, huh? " Speaking of sleeping. Kumusta na kaya ang asungot na si Eris... Kahit ganoon iyon, I still hope his fine...

"Marian, I intend to stop reading your mind but I can't help it! Your thinking about other men! " Galit na ito. Oh-oh...

"Why? Am I not allowed to think of others if I'm with you? Come on Zeus Lancelot. I'm not yours! " Gusto kung isaksakisaksak niya sa kokote niya na hindi niya ako basta bastang mapapasunod.

To hell with him!

"I've been in hell, baby. " I thought he'll go berserk and hurt me like some cliche novels... But... he didn't. In lieu, he even stepped closer to me calmly.

"I'm sorry, If I did read your mind Marian..." His voice is very soothing also calming me.

"Sorry..." Hinawakan niya ang aking magkabilang pisngi.

Kung iba ito ay baka matagal ko na siyang ginamitan ng judo. Ngunit hindi I feel... comfortable... familiar... But my heart is beating impossibly.

Totoo nga pala talaga ang damdaming ito...

Sa aking nabasa na mga science book hindi daw ang puso natin ang nagdidikta sa ating nararamdaman kung hindi utak parin...

It's our hypothalamus that dictates what we feel... Pero bakit ganito... Bakit parang puso naman talaga?

"I-its o-okay... " He's breath was fanning my face.

Nakatingin pa rin ako sa kanyang dibdib. Damn, he's very fucking tall.

"Look at me... " Itinaas nito ang aking baba.

He's amber eyes were full of mysteries and mixed emotions.

"Pagkatiwalaan mo ako... Iyan lang hinihingi ko... " Wala sa sarili akong napatango.

"Okay, You want to go out? " Bigla niya lamang natanong.

"Yes... " I said breathily

"As much as I want to show you our word, but I don't think you can accept what's outside... What is me... "

"A-anong ibig mo sabihin? "

"Dahil sa pagkawala ni Ina, My father lost him self, too. He loved my Mom so much at sa libong taong pagkawala nito ay lalong nababalot ng itim na kapangyarihan ang bleak. Bleak is not just the center of Cimmeria... It's the power of this world, the dark power... Linamon ng lungkot, pighati at galit ang aking ama. Hindi na niya kayang pamunuan ang Cimmeria. Siguro nagtatanong ka ngayon kung bakit mayroon pang mundo ng bangongot... Ngunit ang katotohanan ay kailangan din ng mga tao ng bangongot upang magising sila sa kanilang panaginip at makabalik sa realidad. Sapagkat naunang nilikha ang Fantasia, mundo ng panaginip... Dahil sa kagustohan ng mga tao na maging mayaman o maging ano man ng walang ginagawa sa realidad. That's why Cimmeria was created to make humdrums realize that they have to stop dreaming not because they can encounter nightmares but because they have to stop dreaming and start doing. "