Her Final Bullet

Chapter 16

A Call And Text

"Are you crazy?!"

Kumunot ang noo niya matapos kong masigawan. Agad din naman siyang nakabawi at pinanlakihan ako ng mga mata. Mukhang nabasa na nito ang iniisip ko.

"Your wound is all that matter to me! What the hell are you thinking?" he replied, shouting. Humarap pa ito sa bandang kanan at bumulong. "That body doesn't even attracts me."

Nakatingin lang ito sa bintana habang nakapamewang. Akala siguro niya hindi ko narinig iyon!

I looked down at my uniform and slowly unbottoned it. I know that my wound is now bleeding under this clothes. I can feel the wetness on my back.

Muli akong tumingin sa kaniya na ngayon. Mukhang naiinip ito. I wonder why he's here with me. He can choose to leave and be with his friends already.

"Pwede ka nang umalis," I flatly said.

"Don't tell me what to do."

Inirapan ko ito matapos ang matigas na sagot niya. Hindi pa rin niya inaalis ang tingin sa bintana hanggang sa mahubad ko na ang blazer ko. Itim ang kulay ng blazer namin kaya hindi mapapansin ang matsa ng dugo, pero nang kapain ko, mayroong stain sa palad ko.

"I'm bleeding," I murmured.

He probably heard it so he turned and stepped forward. He took a peek at the wound on my back. Nakatayo ito sa bandang kanan ko habang nakatukod ang kaliwang kamay sa backrest ng katabing upuan. Nakaharap naman ang torso nito sa akin. Maya-maya pa ay bigla niyang inilapat ang kaniyang palad sa batok ko. He pulled it away to avoid my back from getting contact to the backrest.

"Your blood can full a swimming pool," he exaggeratedly said.

"An average person can only full at about 1.5 galloon of blood," I clarified.

Bahagya niyang hinila ang tela ng shirt ko sa likod para hindi ito dumikit sa sugat. "Don't make smart with me."

Mas humapdi lang lalo ang sugat nang ginalaw niya. Sa inis ko, naitulak ko tuloy siya palayo.

"Sa clinic na lang ako."

Marahan akong tumayo at kinuha ang hinubad kong blazer. I'm not comfortable being with him right now. I dont know why. Nagkasama na rin naman kami sa kwarto niya nang kami lang dalawa, pati rin sa cabin ng buong gabi. Bakit naiilang pa ako ngayon?

"The clinic is close today," he replied.

Yeah. Maybe I knew the answer. I'm feeling uncomfortable right now because he's treating me a little bit different. He usually on the edge everytime he sees me and starts a war just to not be with me in a room. But what's happening now? All of a sudden he's acting wierd.

"Then I'm going home," I tiredly responds and continue walking out.

I am close to the door when he pulled my right shoulder, stopping me from going out.

"You're about to lose all your fucking blood!" he sharply said.

The heck is wrong with him? I'm so damn tired! Can't he just let me go and mind his own business? He's wasting my time!

He stepped in front of me and looked at my face.

"Damn, you're so pale!" he whispered.

My head starts to ache and my knees begin to get weak. The pain on my back can no longer bearable. It hurts so bad.

"Ah!" I can't help but let out a soft groan. I grip on my left shoulder, hoping that it can ease the pain.

When he saw me at this state, he quickly open the door and lift me on my feet. He carry me like we just went out from the church and I am wearing a white gown instead of school uniform.