I chuckled. I noticed his cellphone on the table and pointed it with my lips.

"Stop filming now," I demanded.

Nakita ko sa screen ang pagtawa niya saka iyon inabot para kunin pero tinapat niya iyon sa mukha ko saka ako pinuri kasama ang pangalan ko kaya namilog ang mga mata ko at iniwasan iyon habang sinasaway siya. Tawa siya nang tawa bago iyon pinatay.

He sounded proud when he was praising me. This guy never failed to make me feel weak these days. Weak in a good way...

Huminga ako nang malalim at tiningnan siya.

"That song was meant for you. I remember you every time I hear it." I shrugged my shoulders and kneeled on the bed to kiss the top of his head. "You changed my boring world and made me see more to things to cherish. You deserved that."

Napamura siya. "Langhiya. Heto na naman tayo cheesy Sorcha. Pag ako biglang nahimatay, kasalanan mo."

Natawa ako at naupo ulit. Isinandal ko ang gitara niya sa dulo ng kama saka nahiga at pumikit pero nasa lapag pa rin ang kalahati ng mga binti ko. I just felt so relaxed after singing for some reason.

"That's enough, then. I'm glad it made you happy..." I said in a sleepy whisper. "Can I take a nap here?"

"Can we cuddle?" He chuckled hesitantly.

Nagmulat ako para tingnan siya na may pagdududa.

"Cuddle only?"

Ajax had been kissing me when we were at their living area. I didn't even know why he carried me here. It's not that I'm thinking about worldly things to happen. Ajax doesn't seem to be a horny curious man, though.

He scoffed. "Of course! Anong tingin mo sa akin kailangan ng kilig reliever?"

Umismid na lang ako at naniwala roon. Tumayo naman siya at binuhat na ako upang iayos sa kama saka siya tumabi sa akin para sumiksik. He giggled as he hugged my waist and buried his face on the side of my neck.

"Sabi ko we cuddle, hindi cuddle with rock, Sorcha."

I chuckled and loosened up in his arms. Humarap ako sa kanya para yumakap sa leeg niya at marahang hinaplos ang buhok niya sa likuran habang nakatuko ang baba ko sa ulo niya. He hummed gruffly and pecked my neck before he relaxed with me.

"Sorcha," he called in a sleepy voice. His breath felt warm, it tickled.

"Hmm?" I hummed with my closed eyes.

"Tell me your dreams..."

I breathed and thought about dreams.

"I just wanna be a successful singer. I wanna be known someday in the field of music too. I wanna have my own life. Hmm, what else... I want to know who I really am." I smiled bitterly. "I just wanna be happy without boundaries anymore, without people depriving me from what I want to do or where I wanna be. I want freedom with my own decisions."

I felt a little pang in my chest. Those were just my dreams without assurance. Pakiramdam ko ay wala naman akong tinatahak na daan sa ngayon kundi ang makawala lang sa mga Ravañez bago ako makakilos sa maayos na buhay.

"Uh-huh. But what do you mean by you wanna know who you really are?" He chuckled. "You are Sorcha Wren, the woman who made me go crazy to dream higher..."

"How could say that?"

"'Coz you lift my feet off the ground, spin me around—you make me craziest, craziest..." He sang that and laughed gruffly as he buried his face more into my neck. "I just wanna give you every dream you have, but I know you can do it on your own so I'm just gonna keep watching you until you ask for my help."

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