Moonstruck (𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎)

RE SPITE 01

𝓙𝓪𝔂𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓮 𝓩𝓲𝓷 𝓥𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓮𝔃

I escaped the commotion. I slowly sneaked out of the stadium and went through the hallways as fast as I could until I reached the roof. Finally, peace. I closed my eyes as the wind slapped my face. The breeze was delighted to meet my presence as it brushed my whole face, as well as my body. I felt a slight relief as I soothed my emotions.

Amidst the can of worms in this shithole, I unravelled the clasps of reality and reminisced. This school massively disappointed me. I had high hopes and high expectations for the school as well as for the students, but I guess this school too is painted with lies.

A rush of emotions filled me, and a tear escaped from my left eye. Echoes reverberated throughout my brain; loud but soft whispers across my thoughts reminded me of the trouble I bring. I fell to the ground, rumpled, and cried out all the feelings that ran through me.

Is this because I am here? I, myself, know that I'm a crime magnet. Kung nasaan ako, may krimen at patayang nangyayari. Hindi na natahimik ang buhay ko. I think I am cursed by everyone who believes I'm a killer. Everyone believed that I killed Z just so I could save myself. Bullets of tears fell from my eyes, and as I entered a state of sobbing, my hiccups started.

Damn! I did not want to cry, but what can I do? I can't stop weeping, knowing Adrielle died in front of everyone and I didn't do anything. I may act tough on the outside, but I'm broken inside. Likewise, I may act like I don't care at all, but I do care.

"Who the hell are you? Bakit ka umiiyak na parang tanga d'yan?" A deep voice emanated from out of nowhere and startled the shit out of me. What the hell? Someone's here, and I'm crying like an idiot!

I wiped my tears with my palms, but my ~hiccups~ still wouldn't stop. I eyed the guy who was lying down, still in his uniform. He used his crossed arms as his pillow. He looked peacefully asleep since his eyes were closed.

"Why do ~hiccups~ you care?!" I act like I'm infuriated, but deep inside I'm ashamed. Damn it! Why did this guy have to be here?

He hissed audibly. "Do you think I fucking care, you bitch? This is my fucking territory. Umalis ka rito!" He is on the verge of his fury. He opened his deep, emerald, and hostile eyes as he looked deep into my eyes.

See? Hindi lahat ng nag-aaral sa Christian School ay banal katulad na lang ng cussing machine na nasa harapan ko ngayon. I act like I'm finding something. I tried to find a name in every corner, but there was nothing.

"Territory? My foot! And will you please ~hiccups~ stop cussing?" Damn! It irritates my ears. Nagmumura ako pero ayokong nakakarinig ng mura ng iba. Gusto ko ay ako lang!

He seemed noticeably irritated by my hiccups. "What's with your fucking hiccups?" Bumangon siya mula sa pagkakahiga at mas sinamaan ako ng tingin. He's towering over me; I needed to look up just so our eyes could meet. My height is just 4'9, too short for my age. Now I have a nice view to praise his perfectly carved face, thin lips, thick eyebrow, hawkish nose, and angled jaw.

"Can you fucking quit staring!?" he said, irritated as his eyebrow pulled together. Can't he talk without cussing? Don't you want your face to be admired by the likes of me?

"I'm ~hiccups~ not! Don't be so assuming!" I rolled my eyes and diverted my gaze.

"This fucking bitch..." he irritatedly muttered under his breath. He is now mad at my hiccups. What can I do? It won't stop!