Fazed Arrow (The Athletes #2) COMPLETED

Chapter 25

I chuckled. "Shoo! Tinatakpan mo 'yong subject ko!" I joked while getting shots of him.

He smirked. "I should be your favorite subject as you are for me..." sambit niya at kinuha ang camera sa aking leeg, maingat at may kasama pang halik sa labi. "Tinapat niya at halos napapikit ako sa flash nito. "Hindi ka nagpaalam..."

I made a face. "Sumigaw ako. Nakabukas lang ang shower kaya hindi mo nadinig."

"You could've knocked, but you didn't."

I laughed while he continued taking shots of me this time.

"Ayaw ko. Mamaya hilain mo ako papasok," I joked and we both laughed.

"You're naughty."

"Dahil kaya sa'yo! Perks of having a old boyfriend," sabi ko at sumunod sa kan'ya. His fingers intertwined mine as we walk together on the shore.

Nakasabit sa leeg niya ang camera. Naka puting muscle shirt siya at itim na cotton shorts. Naka deep v-neck spaghetti strap top naman ako at isang coffee high waist short. We're both using our couple slippers we bought in Baguio, and it's cute. I asked him to get a picture of it and he did. Huminto kami sa isang malaking bato. Inalalayan niya akong maupo roon bago siya sumunod sa aking tabi.

Walang tao sa banda namin. Dinner time na at halos lahat ng turista ay nasa restaurants. May mga nadaanan kaming grupo na nag-d-deep talks at malayo na 'yon dito. Tahimik tuloy ang paligid, tanging ingay lang ng mga alon at kaunting bulong ng hangin.

"Would you cry sending me off to the airport?" he randomly asked while I was busy looking at the pictures.

Nilingon ko siya at nakasandal siya sa bato. Ang katawan ay nakaharap sa dagat pero ang ulo ay nakatagilid sa akin.

Umiling ako. "No..." I answered.

He smirked. "You're not heartless, but why is it hard to make you cry?"

I shrugged while entertaining his pierced eyes. "I don't know. Malalim luha ko. Nasasaktan ako, pero hindi ako umiiyak."

I showed him a picture of him. The epic one. Tumawa ako at ngumisi lang naman siya at umiling.

"When was the last time you cried?" seryosong tanong niya. He looks so invested with the topic. Kuryoso ang mga mata at handang sisirin ang dulo ng katauhan ko.

"Hmmm," I acted thinking even though I clearly know when. "You'll get shocked. Huwag na lang. Tara na lang kain?"

I was about to get down but his hand softly caged my arms. His desperate eyes never left mine. Bumalik ako sa pwesto ko.

"I wanna know..."

I sighed. I am not affected by the past anymore. I just don't want to tell him dahil ayaw kong kaawaan niya ako. Okay na ako. Wala naman na 'yon sa akin...

"I was six. It happened at home when we arrived from a party. My mom and dad were fighting. Sinisigawan ni Daddy si Mommy kaya humarang ako." Kumunot ang noo ko dahil sa seryoso niyang mga mata. I continued. "My dad pulled me... and... he slapped me." I said, unbothered by it already.

His jaw clenched and his pierced eyes turned vengeful. I don't like it because I know him. Minsan, naririnig ko silang magpipinsan. They're capable of bringing someone down— empires and reputations. Anything.

"It's all in the past now. To take revenge is not worth it anymore. At least it taught me to be brave."

Simula noon, hindi na ako umiyak pa. My father told me I was too fragile because of the tears I responded to his slap. I was too transparent to show how weak I was. I was so young at that time, but I don't know why it registered in my mind like a permanent tattoo. I learned to just keep my feelings intact within me and never showed. My tears are too hard to get out of its shell now.