To Love Again [TSCM series 2]

To Love Again - cHappy eighteen.point.two

To Love Again – cHappy eighteen.point.two

 

ARWILL’s pov

 

A few minutes had passed and I’m still awake gazing at Lauren. Mabilis siyang nakatulog dahil siguro sa sobrang pagod. Naupo ako para mapagmasdan pa siyang mabuti.

Sa siyam na taon na magkaklase kami, ni minsan hindi ko siya nakitaan ng lungkot, ng pagod, ng galit at kung anu-ano pang negative na emosyon. Lagi siyang nakangiti. All I knew is that she’s a happy-go-lucky kind of girl. Na wala siyang inaalalang problema. Na OKAY lang siya. But behind it, deep inside she’s fragile, sad, and struggling with life when her parents died.

Iisa lang din ang nakikita kong kaibigan niya na laging nasa tabi niya. No one approached her when her parents died. No one grieved with her while her parents were burried. No one except Mirajane. Really thankful with that girl.

Inayos ko ‘yung kumot niya at isang beses pang hinalikan ang likod ng palad niya. Dun ko lang napansin ‘yung mga peklat sa daliri niya na matagal na. God, how the hell did she survive? ‘Yung iba nagpapakamatay na sa frustration kung anong gagawin nila sa buhay nila. Nagbebenta ng laman, ng katawan, at kung anu-ano pang illegal na bagay. But not her. She chose this path because she knows it’s for the better.

With that thought, ipinangako ko sa sarili ko na hinding-hindi ko siya pababayaan. Na poprotektahan ko siya. Na ipapaalala ko sakanyang nandito lang ako lagi. Na hindi na siya maghahanap pa ng iba. Dahil ako lang ang makapagbibigay nun.

The thing is, hindi ko maalala ang ganitong klase ng pagmamahal sa iba. This is the greatest feeling I have ever felt towards a girl that no matter how many girls will pass, no one will beat this. No one except Lauren.

Because I now know how to love truly, madly and deeply.

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My father looks at me with an amused smile and a face that says it all. “Where’s Ma?”

“Not so fast, A.” He looks at Lauren and I automatically snake my arm around her waist. That shot his eyebrow up. “I see. So, what’s your name, young lady?”

“A-ah...” she exhale a little bit hoarsely. Kabado. “Lauren Nichole En po. Nice to meet you po.” Kinuha niya ‘yung kamay ni Dad at nagmano. Pareho lang kaming napatitig sa ginawa niya.

Until he chuckles. D.mn it. Can I kick his balls right now? Anong nakakatawa sa pagmamano ni Lauren?!

Pero bago ko pa magawa ‘yun, hinila niya ang kamay ni Lauren at saka niyakap. “I like her, son.” He mouthed and wink at me.

This time, hindi ko na napigilan so I kicked his shin. Binawi ko si Lauren sa tabi ko. “’Wag mo ngang mayakap-yakap ang pag-aari ko, tanda.”

“Aww. D.mn you, son!” he hissed.

“I might kick your balls next time if you don’t stop oggling her.”

He exhale loudly and return back to his formal state. “You kick balls now, huh? Alright. It’s nice meeting you Lauren. I’m his father, Fernan Alvarez.” He wink at her.

Susugudin ko na sana kung ‘di ko lang narinig ang mabining pagtawa ng isang babae. I look at my sister. “The sound of your laugh sucks.”

“Para kasing ‘di bagay ang pangkanto kong tawa sa palasyo ni Dad eh.”

Dad looks at her from head to foot. “And you think your gothic dress and violet hair are appropriate here? By the way, who are you?”

Eksaheradong napasinghap ang kapatid ko. “Naku, nagka-amnesia na si tanda.”