CROSSING THE WILD WAVES (Familiá Altamirano #2)

CHAPTER 13

Tumango ako at ngumiti. "I will. Come on, get up," I muttered softly.

I was mesmerised when he held my hand and intertwined my fingers with him. Then, he cautiously stood up, helping me. When he noticed my dress, naging malungkot na ulit ang ekspresyon niya at nakasimangot pa.

"What's with your expression?"

Nginuso niya ang dulo ng dress ko. "Your dress. . . Too short." he commented.

I arched my brows. "So? Got a problem with it?" may na inis na tanong ko.

He shook his head. "Wala po. You can wear whatever you want," he answered. Nagulat ako nang inayos niya ang dress 'kong nakatabingi na pala. "I can fight. And even if I can't, I'll do my best to protect you," he says.

My stomach swooped when I heard what he just said.

I cleared out my throat and looked away. Nang lumingon ulit ako sa kaniya ay naagaw ng salamin niya ang pansin ko. I took his glasses away from his eyes. He immediately glanced at me with his forehead creased.

"What's your eye vision that made you wear glasses? Malabo ba ang mata mo?" I asked in curiosity.

"No," he croaked. "My glasses are customized for people like me."

My eyebrows creased. "For people like you? What do you mean?"

Hinawi niya ang buhok ko papunta sa likod ng tenga ko. Tumitig siya sa akin ng matagal bago siya yumuko para halikan ako sa tuktok ng ulo.

His eyes sliced with an unfamiliar glow, and a bitter smile rose up on his lips. "I have Protanapia or Blindness to red. I am unable to perceive any red light. The cones in my eyes only absorb blue and green light." He explained.

My ears abruptly became numb as tears rise up from my chest. Hindi ako nakapagsalita kaagad dahil sa gulat. He's colourblind. Croisx is fucking colorblind!

I swallowed a lump on my throat before I spoke. "Tell me, what is the colour of my dress?" I asked shakily.

Hinawakan niya ang pisngi ko at lumapit para halikan ako sa noo. My eyes shut. "Tell me the color of my dress," I murmured and slowly open my eyes.

"Red," he answered confidently.

My lips slightly parted. "H-How did. . . How did you know?"

"Your favorite color is red. You always wear red." He answered.

I stared at him without blinking for a minute before I look away, clearing my throat. His lips automatically formed a smile.

"I hate the color red, but when I realized you're always wearing red, it became my favorite color next to blue." He held my hand and squeezed it.

My heart swells. Pakiramdam ko ay napakaswerte kong tao dahil sa narinig mula sa kaniya. Wala sa loob na hinawakan ko ang mukha niya at hinalikan siya sa labi. It was just a simple peck on the lips before I pulled away, but it made him shut his eyes.

Inayos ko ang salamin niya sa mata saka hinigpitan ang pagkakahawak ng kamay niya sa'kin. "Let's go home," nakangiting sabi ko at tumango naman siya.

Bumalik kami sa table para magpaalam. I scowled at the new guys on our table who forced us to drink before they allowed us to leave. They gave us both two shots before we could leave the area. But Croisx, being the hero, siya ang uminom ng sa akin.

Sa huli, bumalik siya sa pagiging lasing!

"Get inside. Your motorcycle will be delivered later," sabi ko dahil pasulyap-sulyap pa siya sa motor niya na nasa kabilang banda.