Tukayo (Vaklas Book Series Pt. 1)

17

Andi's PoV

Funny how I was able to laugh a bit sa inasta ni Sky. Kainis, umiiyak ako dito sisimulan na naman ako sa gay lingo niya hahaha.

"Hold it mader" sabi niya sabay abot saken ng baso na may ice cream

"Salamat"

"You, no cry cry na okay? Not worth your tears. Walang betlog yong jowaers mo mama"

Halos mabulunan ako sa sinabi niya

"Ano? Hahaha myghad Sky"

"What? Trulalu naman! Psh kating kati"

"Ewan ko sayo hahaha"

"Ayan!! Laugh laugh na si mama! Happy na din si baby!!"

"Kaasar hahaha"

"Hallo happy mama, happy baby, di mo knows yon???"

"Oo na haha kulit neto"

"At least beautiful che"

"Hahaha"

"Pag najutot ka kakatawa kakabagin ka, mamantot pa house ko! awat na oy!"

"Kasi naman! Hahaha."

"Wit?! Kasalanan na naman aketch?!"

"Bahala ka dyan haha. Pero Sky? Pwede magtanong?"

"That's a question already though?"

"Sky naman eh! Seryoso nga!"

"Anek ba?! Myghad mama kulit 101 ka na naman diretsong ask na kasi!"

"Sayo lahat to?" Sabi ko sabay turo sa mga electric at acoustic guitar tsaka dun sa piano

"Nakaw yan mama, hideout ko talaga to sa ninanakaw ko eh"

"Kainis! Seryoso nga kasi!! Sayo nga?"

"Aba ati anong kala mo saken rental house? Palagay lang gamit?? Opkors that's mine!"

"Yes or no lang dami sinabi kaasar"

"Wit mo ba kasi natanong?"

"Wala. Madalas naman kasi sa mga bakla more on singing o kaya ewan ko... madalang siguro ako makakita ng baklang may ganto kadaming musical instruments"

"Really?"

"Sa opinyon ko lang ahh. Tsaka the way this house of yours is decorated, it's not gayish at all. Oo alam ko bakla ka. Tingin ko lang naman. Kasi, ang organized tapos more on black ang furnitures. Lakas ng lalaking appeal ng bahay mo"

Skylar's PoV

Napangiti na lang ako sa sinabi niya. Malakas din talaga ang pakiramdam ni Andi. She easily senses something out of the ordinary.

Sinusubukan kong magpakabakla sa kanya but I guess to someone like her, tatagos pa rin yung pagkatao ko.

Yes, this house is decorated for a guy. And I designed everything up to the furnitures. The electric guitars are my hobby.

Parang hindi bakla di ba?

It's because... I am not.

Andrea... that's my mother's name. And using it as my girl name makes me feel like she's still here.

Hindi ako nagpapakabakla dahil trip ko lang. My mom has always been friends with gays. When she comes home when I was a kid, I was able to see happiness in her eyes even for a few moments only.

She never had a perfect relationship with my dad pero sa tuwing nakakalabas siya kasama mga kaibigan niyang bakla nag-iiba yung aura niya. Mas gumagaan?

When my mom passed away because of depression, naghanap ako ng masasandalan because I can't get it from my own father. Naisip ko, pumunta sa lugar na sinasabi ni mama sakin and there I saw my five 'sisters'

I learned gay lingo from my mom. Naririnig ko siya pag may kausap siya sa telepono minsan.

That same day, nagkunwari akong bakla, I don't want to be judged. I'm scared of another judgment other than my dad. Like a miracle, nailabas ko sa kanila lahat ng hinaing ko sa buhay. Gumaan ang pakiramdam ko, I felt a big rock lifted off at simula nung araw na yun, nagpakaAndrea na ko pag sila ang kasama ko.

Naisip ko rin sa sarili ko na this might be a way para hindi ako lapitan ng mga babae. I don't want to be like my dad. I don't want to see someone die because of me.

"Sky?" Andi called me.

My life has been what I planned but then this girl entered my life without permission. Pano na to ngayon?

"Hmm?"

"San cr?"

"Ahh you walk der then left then right"

"Sky iihian ko tong sahig niyo!"

"Eww tih!! Diretso may pinto dyan bago kusina! Yun yung banyo! Chakang to!"

"Thanks pogi!"

"Ganda!"

"Ko? Thank you!"

"Che!"

Ma... magkakaanak na ko. Kaya ko ba to? Tulungan mo ko ma ah? Ayoko man tong sitwasyon pero ayoko ring maging pabayang ama. I wouldn't repeat his legacy, magiging iba ko kay dad ma