Where am I?
My vision is too blurry. But I can see cars passing in front of me.
So.. I'm in a road? Or rather in a sidewalk?
But I know this street. It leads to my school. But wait, ano bang ginagawa ko dito?
Tongek, Xiara? Ano pa ba? Of course, mag-aaral. Ano bang ginagawa sa paaralan?
Okay. Enough with the sarcasm. I need to cross this street to get to my school. Baka ma-late pa ako.
As I was about to cross the street, a warm hand clutched into mine. My breathing hitched. I can feel a warm breath in my ear.
"Let's go."
His hand. His voice. His scent. Alam na alam ko kung sino ang katabi ko.
I didn't took even a glimpse on him. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit. All I know is it's really him.
We crossed the street. Ang saya ko. The fact that he held my hand so tight makes the butterflies on my stomach go wild.
I held his hand tighter. I don't wanna let go. And as long as I can, I'll hold on.
But as we reached the other side of the street, humiwalay siya sakin. And he pushed my hand harshly. Na para bang itinakwil niya talaga ako.
Itinakwil sa buhay niya.
And the next thing I knew, I woke up.
Napabalikwas agad ako sa kama. Habol-habol ko ang aking hininga. My hand found it's way into my chest. I can feel my heart beating so fast. What the hell is that?
It was nice seeing him in my dream but sana naman sweet na theme ang nasa dream ko. Hindi ganun. That one is a nightmare!
Ang sakit eh.
But that dream is a weird one. Hinawakan niya ang kamay ko tapos bibitawan? Ang harsh pa ng pagkabitiw niya ha! Parang galit. Ano yun? Nagpapatulong lang siya sa pagtawid? Hindi ba siya marunong tumawid sa kalsada? Huh?
Eeeeehh~ Ano ba tong iniisip ko? Nababaliw na yata ako eh!
But seriously, what does that dream mean?
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