Number 47 | ON-GOING

CHAPTER 49

Leave Out All The Rest

DMITRI.

IT HAS BEEN 24 hours since the lawyer visited me here in jail. And here I am, lying on my hard mattress using both of my arms as a pillow while staring blankly at the ceiling of my isolated detention room.

Nasa isip ko pa rin ang sinabi ni Lance sa 'kin kanina—ang planong pagpapatakas sa 'kin mula sa ilegal na pagkakahuli.

Actually, he didn't told me the whole thing or the plan itself, but an explanation of his betrayal as my lawyer.

"Huwag mong ilihis ang usapang ito sa ibang topiko, Lance. Bakit mo ginawa 'yon?" Diretso lang akong nakatingin sa abogadong nasa harapan ko.

He told me not to waste his remaining visitation time, right? Then he should tell me all of his intent.

And priority of all that—more higher than pulling out me out—was his reason why he betrayed our camp. Ever since I had ran away, Why was the only thing that's comes into my mind.

Why did Lance do such thing when he's our very own lawyer? Why would he risk me, as his client, only to give himself a self-satisfaction regarding the case? And why would he still have the guts to show his dickhead face to me after that. What were his goal or motive to commit such justifiably unjust deed?

"Can't you forget about that? Para rin naman sa 'yo ang ginawa ko." Naglayo ng tingin sa akin si Lance.

"I have a father named Donovan McNabb Caxias, one of the most righteous man you've mentioned earlier, Lance," I told the lawyer sarcastically as I rolled my eyes at him, mimicking what he said. "At kahit tinuturing na ngayong kriminal ang anak niya—at ako iyon, hindi mo ba alam na 'carbon copy' niya ako? Sinasabi ko lang sa 'yo, itago mo man sa akin ang totoo, nararamdaman kong may malalim ka pang dahilan. Hindi ba, Lance?"

Lance was still silent and was looking at me flatly, trying to hide his true emotions on me.

Hindi ko inurungan ang tingin niya at sinulong iyon, tinitignan kung gaano kalalim ang nakatagong emosyon sa kaniyang mga mata.

Hindi ko alam kung paano nangyari 'yon o kung paano ko ginawa 'yon, pero nang maklaro ko ang mga mata ng abogadong nagkukulay tsokolate sa ganda na parang hinahalo ito sa tasa gamit ang kutsara, mga tsokolateng mata na nagsasabing hindi niya ginustong gawin ang ginawa niyang 'yon kung hindi lang para sa isang bagay...

Somehow, I saw my own reflection on his eyes; Lance weren't the only one doing things he didn't want—unless there's a deeper reason to it that he—I mean, we—had to do it.

Matagal-tagal na rin pala... Kailan nga ulit nagsimula 'yon?

Ah, oo nga pala. Pasensya na, masyado nang matagal ang paghihintay mo. Gagawin ko ang lahat... Kaunting tiis na lang, Dmitri.

Until the lawyer averted his gaze away and raised both of his hands.

"We're not that close to tell you my reason aside from pulling you out here and win the trial," sabi nito sa akin, walang bahid ng ibang emosyon ang mukha at boses nito kundi katotohanan.

So... Mayroon nga?

"Fine."

Hindi na ako nagtanong pa tungkol sa bagay na iyon dahil sigurado naman akong hindi na 'yon kasama pa sa kaso. I had a feeling it was personal and I'm not that foolish enough to meddle on his personal life.