Girl behind August (Short Story)

Girl behind August (Part 1)

I'm holding my phone with my very sticky hands reason why I can't afford to touch my oily face. I forgot to bring my handkerchief, so I decided to rubbed my face at the sleeves of my coat.

Someone's caught me, his eyes looked at me with so much annoyance but he didn't say a word. He probably judging me in his mind but It's alright. Such a waste of time. I sighed and turned my head into the window. The cold wind welcomed my whole face, as the rain suddenly fall to the ground. It's still summer, the last day to be exact.

I once believe story starts at the beginning, but how can we say that the story had started?

I embraced myself, remembering how great this summer is to me. I never thought the story already started at the year my mind was full of innocence.

"Sinong crush mo?" my bestfriend asked me.

Mahaba ang pila sa canteen, my baon akong juice at biscuit sa bag, nandito ako para samahan siyang bumili ng palamig at sulbot.

I never open up my feelings, kung may hahangaan man ay 'di ko rin sasabihin sa kaibigan ko. I have so many insecurities too. And I have this thought na baka 'di rin ako magustuhan ng taong 'yon. Takot akong malaman niya, pagkatapos ay layuan ako.

Tumitig ako sa kaniya 'tsaka umiling iling. Kapag nalaman niya, baka magalit siya sakin. At ayaw kong mangyari 'yon.

"Wala." sagot ko.

"Talaga ba?" mangha niyang tanong.

I nodded, giving her my genuine smile.

"Sa bahay ka ba ulit matutulog?" pag iiba ko ng usapan.

"Ipaalam mo ako."

"Sige."

Every friday sa bahay siya natutulog, we're member of the youth choir in our church. Mas malapit ito sa bahay kaya sumasama siya sa akin para sabay kaming pumunta sa church ng sabado. She's one of my amazing bestfriend, maganda, matalino, dancer, magaling mag drawing at mabait na rin, gusto siya ng mga magulang ko. So, I envy her for being whole package.

My biggest secret was, I have feelings towards her m.u named Ryle. The reason why I didn't tell her who the hell is my crush that time is that I'm afraid she might think I want to stole her boyfriend from her. I don't want to lose a friend only just for a handsome boy.

He's almost perfect, I can't say anything bad against his physical appearance, who wouldn't fall for him anyway? He known as the heartthrob in our campus. A young girl like me, was patiently waiting for him to give me, atleast a look.

"Mag kwento ka pa." sabi ko sa kaibigan.

Narito kami sa kwarto ko, nakahiga at pinagkakatuwaan ang anino ng aming mga kamay. Mas maliit ang mga daliri ko kumpara sa kaniya, habang mas malambot naman ang mga palad niya kaysa akin.

"Gusto kong makatulong kina mama, ayaw ko na manghingi ng baon. Nakakatakot kasi si papa, minsan nagagalit siya kapag humihingi ako. Kaya ibebenta nalang 'yang mga drawing ko." turo niya sa lamesa kung nasaan ang mga drawing niya.

My young heart hurt because of it. Dun ko naisip na napaka swerte ko sa magulang. They never force me to do such things and I can't see myself being in her situation.

Her biological father died back when she was only a three. For now, she's living with her mom's new husband. Kaya ganon nalang ang pag sisikap dahil siya ang tumatayong panganay.

"Asan ang kuya mo?" I asked with so much curiosity.

"Nasa malayo." tanging sagot niya.

Hindi ko alam kung sinasaktan siya ng papa niya pagkauwi galing sa bahay, dahil di niya na ako minsan hinahayaang makalapit sa bahay nila, one time na nag pumilit ako narinig ko ang stepfather niyang pinagagalitan siya dahil sa late na pag uwi.