Chapter 16
Tanglaw ang gabing madilim, aking pinagmamasdan ang milyon milyong mga bituin mula sa aking balcony. Ang malamig na simoy ng hangin na bumabalot sa aking katawan; ang mga nasaksihan kong pangyayari kanina na ngayon ay bumabalot naman sa aking isipan.
Abusive hands has no place in this world! From the moment that i've seen alot of bruised in her neck... and the time that I also see some of it in her arms... I really feel that there's something odd with her excuses and it never crossed in my mind that her real dad—her biological dad is the one who did those to her! Is the one who has an abusive hands.
I shouldn't let those things happen! Dapat hinila ko na lang siya papalayo sa sarili niyang ama! Pero ang gago ko lang dahil hinayaan ko siyang kumalas sa kamay ko! Ang gago ko lang dahil sinunod ko ang gusto niya at tumakbo habang siya naman ay sumasailalim ng mapanakit niyang ama! I should save her! I should hold her hand so tight—so It shouldn't ended like this! But I am so dumb dahil tumakbo ako... at ngayon ay hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko.
I wanna report it to police but I am not in the right place for me to meddle with their things—but hurting someone physically is a form of crime! What should I do?! Her dad is undered of alcohols! Her body couldn't even protect her self from those abusive dad!
I badly wanna talk to her! I wanna see her! But how? I mean... I don't have any contacts with her—tangina! I already have her number na nga pala! I should call her! That's what I need to do... to talk to her so I can ease her pain and what terribly is happening in her.
Agad na kinuwa ko ang aking phone sa bulsa ko at tinawagan siya. Nagpalakad lakad ako sa buong balcony habang inaantay ang pag sagot niya... it is ringing so I hope eh masagot niya.
"Hello?" And I heard a familiar voice from my phone.
Agad ko naman na tinutok ito sa aking tenga. Naririnig ko sa kabilang linya ang ingay ng napakaraming tao. I could even imagine her that she's in the middle of a public market with this time.
"Melody?"
"Y—yes sino po sila?"
Nauutal siyang sumagot and I feel like she's extremely anxious right now.
"It's Troye! You've save your number in my phone kanina... how are you?" Tuloy tuloy kong pagsasalita.
Binalot ng katahimikan ang kabilang linya nang magtanong ako... I don't know what's up with her but I hope that she answer me 'cause her dad makes me sick right now! I wanna know kung okay lang ba siya... sana... sana nga at okay lang siya.
"Hmmm yeah! Okay lang ako! Sanay na ko kay Papa... he's been doing this for like four years so sino pa bang hindi mababatak doon?"
She's saying those words with her joyful voice but I am not that idiot to buy her so called 'plactic emotion'. And what the fuck?! She's been dealing this for almost four years is no joke! She should report it to the police! Or what's worsen with that is makapatay ang ama niya.
"Please be honest with me Melody... are you okay?" Mahinahon at dahan dahan kong sinabi.
It takes seconds before she answered me.
"I'm okay! I swear! Hindi mo na kailangang magalala! I am okay!"
That's a lie! Nagsisinungaling ka Melody! Sinong magsasabing okay lang kung may nanakit sayo? Physically! Emotionally and mentally! It is not okay Melody! And it would never be okay!
"Nakauwi ka na ba?" She then asked me as she no longger handle the silence that I am giving to her.
"Yeah! But I wanna see you!" Sagot ko sa kabilang linya.
BINABASA MO ANG
'Til Your Last, Melody.
Romansa'Til your last, melody. Music and rythm find their ways to hit into the chamber of your soul. From the high notes of your voice until the low notes of your life, music will served as the medicine of what we are feelin' deep inside. Just like any oth...
