Infinite Love (Black Soraia Series #2)

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"Marami kang kaibigan 'no?" wala sa sariling sambit ko habang palakad lakad kami sa tabing dagat. Hindi ako nakatingin sa kan'ya pero nakita ko na nilingon niya ako.

"Oo." he answered and nodded. "Ikaw rin 'di ba?"

"Si Silas lang ang kaibigan ako." I confessed. "I was only 16 when my parents sent me in St. Soraia Hospital." I swallowed my emotion. I don't want to cry, my heart is weak and I don't want to feel pain again by remembering my sad memories.

"P-pero bakit nandito ka pa rin? Wala ka pa bang donor?" he asked. I shook my head.

"Ayokong ng heart transplant. I could die there. It's too risky."

"Eh paano ka gagaling?" he asked. I shrugged. 'Yon naman kasi ang totoo. Hindi ko nga alam kung makakaalis pa ba ako sa impyernong iyan eh. Wala rin namang say sila Daddy.

"Coronary Heart Disease cannot be cured. Hindi rin ako chinechemo. I'm not like yours or Silas." I said as we sat down on the sand. Wow, are we having a deep talks?

"Hmm... pero hindi rin madali ang chemotherapy, Shiloh."

"I know. I live there. Nakikita ko ang paghihirap ng kaibigan ko."

"Would you mind if I ask...?"

"Leukemia. Acute Myeloid Leukemia." I looked away. Hearing my best friend's shout when he's in chemotherapy, breaks me. If only I could get his pain, I will get it. I hate it when I saw his tears, I hate it when he's crying, when he's telling me that he'll die soon and his parents are just wasting their money for him. I want him to live his life. Silas is the very pure person I've ever met. He's the sweetest, the kindest man I know. I love him. And I want him to be cure.

"I-I'm sorry I shouldn't ask that." he coughed. I looked at him and smiled.

"Okay lang." I whispered. I don't want to talk loudly because I could feel that my voice will break anytime. I inhaled and closed my eyes. No. Shit. My heart hurts and my eyes watered.

"Shiloh..." he said and held my back. He caressed it. "Okay lang naman umiyak. Crying means expressing what you truly feel. Not that you're weak." I opened my eyes and looked at him. My tears feel.

"Pagod na pagod na 'ko sa lahat." namamaos kong sambit. Oo, umiiyak ko pero hindi ako ganoon kabilis para humagulgol. Pero sa sitwasyon ko ngayon, humihikbi na ako. There is really something about this guy. He could let out my emotions. "Pinanganak lang yata ako para tumira rito."

"Hindi ah! May ibig sabihin bakit tayo nabuhay sa mundong ito. Kaya huwag mong sabihin iyan." he furrowed his brows. Nang matahimik kami ng ilang minuto, binasag niya iyon. "Alam mo ba, may tatlo akong kaibigan. Sina Jaxon, Lloyd at Ivan. They are my friends since grade 7. We were happy and we have a band. Soraia Brothers." he smiled and looked at me. But why does he look sad?

"Kumakanta ka?"

"Hindi ako 'yong vocalist. Si Jaxon at Lloyd, pero minsan lang kumakanta si  Lloyd. Keyboard ang instrument ko roon." patuloy niya pa. "When we were in 12th grade, I met someone. We met a boyish girl. Sina Jaxon at Lloyd kasi ang para bang hari sa school na 'yon. But more on Jaxon, talagang suportado lang siya ni Lloyd. So, 'ayun. We met that girl when Jaxon accidentaly hit her a soccer ball. Nag-iiskateboard siya nun kaya sakto, bumagsak siya. Jaxon was rude and snobber so he didn't bother say sorry to that girl. We didn't know the girl so we expected that she will just ignored it since it was the great Jaxon who hit her but no." he laughed.