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Oh anyway, andito na nga ko sa Cali. Katulad ng kinakatakutan ko, parang kami nalang talagang dalawa ni Blake ang hinihintay ni Dave bago siya bawian ng buhay. Just after the plane landed we made our way to the hospital not minding the btch that annoys me every time I ride a plane, yeah that btch called jetlag.

After one week being with him at the hospital, he died. He died smiling with Blake and me in the room pretending everything’s ok just to make him happy.

He died happy seeing Blake and me happy being ‘together’.

I never thought I’d cry that hard, I mean kala ko dati nung sinasaktan ako ni Blake yun na yung pinaka matindi kong pag iyak but I was wrong wala talagang kasing sakit ang mamatayan ka ng taong tinuring mong pamilya, ng taong naging parte na ng buhay mo. Pakiramdam mo ang sakit-sakit na ng dibdib mo and you keep on hoping for one miracle that he’ll still open his eyes. But it didn’t come.

Images of his casket getting lowered to the ground whirled around inside my head. Bodies and bodies of people coming towards us. Their comforting words bouncing around inside my brain. Pero alam ko na kung nasasaktan ako ngayon, alam kong mas nasasaktan si Blake dahil siya talaga ang pinsan at siya ang kasama talaga sa paglaki ni Dave.

And I thought I don’t care about Blake anymore, but the moment I saw him broke down and cried at the funeral. Hindi ko napigilan na hindi siya yakapin. Parang I will always have it in me, para siyang reflex na pag nakita kong nasasaktan si Blake wala kong magawa kundi yakapin siya.

Nagulat nalang ako nang niyakap niya din ako pabalik and cried at the crook of my neck.

Our parents know our history but they didn’t mind. They still feel guilty about what happened to us.

Reckless Tahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon