Tale Of Descendants

02: SHAKESHIT

02: SHAKESHIT

After an hour, I decided to walk out of the office and leave Mrs. Beltran there. Mukha namang matatagalan pa sila sa pag-uusap eh. And of course, Imagine, an hour, waiting for them to open that goddamn door of the conference room? It made me sick. I can still smell the dust when I hold the books on one of Mrs. Beltran's mini shelves. Naintriga lang naman ako sa mga librong nakalagay sa maliit na shelves niya sa isang sulok kaya kinuha ko na. Unfortunately, It full of dust. Oh, gosh.

I was slowly walking at the field looking at the buildings that is so Victorian-like style. Am I in a one of prestigious school in the world? Why am I seeing a lot of color gold in every building? Why is this school has a large fountain built in the center of a—park? Well, kind of since there are benches encircled 5 meters away from the fountain.

I noticed that every building has an engrave name on it. I saw the three-story building named 'Hypocrite' like what the fvck? Are they tolerating the students to be a Hypocrite? Well, I think I'm just overreacting since I saw a five-story building named 'Deeds'.

Oh, wait? Paano pala ko makakapunta sa girl's dorm kung hindi ko alam ang pasikot sikot dito? Ayoko naman magtanong dahil tulad kanina, para nila kong pinapatay sa mga tingin nila—like they want to kill me on the spot. As if, I'm scared.

I sat on a bench facing the fountain. I sighed out of frustration. What I need to do now? Saan na ko pupunta? Ni wala nga kong kilala rito, even just one. No one.

I left the Migona Island just to go back here in Manila. Just to study here. Just to make my life worth it. Well, I think so I'm making it worth it now. I travelled for nine hours pero hindi pa ko nakakapagpahinga ngayon. Pinaghintay nila ko sa wala! Hello? Hindi ba nila alam na may naghihintay sa labas ng conference room? Ugh! I don't want to think about it. Kung hindi ko lang napigilan ang sarili ko kanina baka nasipa ko na yung pinto.

"Get out of my sight... and never come back."

That voice. It's my worst nightmare. I'm always hearing that voice and that same line, same pain. Every single moment, unti unti akong pinapatay nito. I... I don't know. Ganon na lang ba ko kadaling paalisin? Kaayawan? Kasuklaman? I really don't know.

I close my eyes and felt the warmth of the sun. I slightly smile as I remember how this sun always makes me feel comfortable. Parang siya yung nagpapagaan ng loob ko. Na para bang lagi niyang sinasabi na 'There's always a light coming for you, Feel it.' Well, I hope so. I hope to see the light that will make the world worth it.

"Uh-hm." I heard a voice behind me. Hindi ko 'yun pinansin dahil ayokong masira ang pagmumuni-muni ko rito.

"Tulog ba siya?"

"Oh, em gee! Baka patay na? Try niyo nga galawin!"

"Lower your voice, Aamie."

"Eh kasi baka patay na siya eh—"

"Ang ingay mo Aamie, natutulog lang naman siya."

"Weh? 'Di nga, Jill? Natutulog ba talaga s—" dahil sa sobrang kaingayan ng mga 'to, hindi ko na natiis. Ang lakas pa talaga ng loob nila na mag-usap sa harap ko. Sa harap ko't likod! Pinag-gigitnaan pa ko!