At all Cost

Chapter 14

Abala ako sa pagbabasa ng mga gawa ng aking mga estudyante. Sa bawat linyang nababasa ko sa sinulat nilang sanaysay tungkol sa Bullying ay hindi ko mapigilan ang mapangiti, matuwa, malungkot at mapasimangot sa mga gawa nila. Some said bullying is not just a simple teasing and making fun of other people, it's an act that could make a person's life miserable and helpless. This should be stop. Dapat ay bigyang pansin ito ng nakatataas at hindi lang gumawa ng batas na magpapatigil sa mga bully, tinutuligsa dapat ang mga ito at hindi lamang pinapatigil sa mga gawain nilang daig pa ang demonyo.

Other said, walang mabubully kung hindi magpapabully. Bullies will stop bullying once being bullied didn't allow them. They should fight back and do not let those bullies fear them. I get his point, but a part of me is still disagreed because bullies will make it worst than they could imagine, they will make their life living in hell and I know once bullied fight back their life would be more miserable and worst they might just end their life. Ang ilan ay binase nila sa kanilang sariling karanasan at tila pinipiga ang puso ko nang mabasa ang ilan.

"You should rest Zannie. You've been in a mission awhile ago and a little rest won't hurt." Venzon suddenly bugged in when a long silence enveloped us an hour ago. Nakahiga ito sa kama ko habang hawak ang isang libro na binabasa niya. Nakaunan ang ulo niya sa isang braso niya, nakatigilid ito at nakatingin sa'kin. Yes, I just let him stay in my room because he keeps on bugging me about the prize.

"I'll just finish checking my student's work then I'll take a rest." I responded which caused him to roll his eyes. My forehead creased.

"Come on, you shouldn't push yourself too much. Come take a rest, you can finish that tomorrow since it's Sunday."

"Ilang papel nalang ito." Pinakita ko sa kanya ang kumpol na mga papel na kinasimangot niya.

"Ganyan pala ang kunti sa iyo. Ang kunti naman."

"You can rest now if you want."

"No." He made his voice firm and authoritative but it won't work on me. I just shrugged and continued my unfinished business. I was about to check the paper but I halted when Venzon pulled the chair that I am sitting. Lumikha ito ng nakakarinding ingay.

"Ano sa tingin mo ang ginagawa mo?"

I gasped in disbelief. He continued to pulled the chair until he reached the edge of my bed. Naupo ito sa kama at hinila uli ang upuan palapit sa kanya upang magkaharap kami. He then placed both his hands at the side of the chair caging me. I tried to stood up but he didn't let me.

"Ang hirap mong patulugin." pagrereklamo nito nang hindi inaalis ang titig sa'kin. Masyado itong malapit sa'kin at amoy ko ang shampoo gel at sabon ko na ginamit nya kanina. He was wearing Jax's shirt and dock short. Pinahiram ko ito ng damit dahil hindi naman nalalayo ang tangkad nila. Jax is my brother. Pangalawa siya saming mag-kakapatid.

"Sinabi ko bang patulugin mo ako?"

"Hindi, pero kailangan mo nang mag-pahinga. Wag nang matigas ang ulo."

"Malapit naman na akong matapos. If you want you can sleep now."

"You can do that by the morrow, come on Zannie." he insisted. I stare at him-we both stare at each other as if reading what's inside our heads. Nagsukatan kami ng titig at ni isa ay walang nais pumutol ng titig. His deep set of black orbs are like a dark sky, no moon and stars. It was too dark that no one else would like to unravel the mystery behind those darkness.

He's still a mystery to me. A puzzle that I still need to find a clue. All I know is he's the only son of Timothy Vennito Suarez one of the most dangerous man living in this town. I need to know him more.