"I brought you milk, oh. I asked your Dad where you were and he said you've come up and you look busy. I just want to tell you not to stay up late, you know what's going on when you're awake, aren't you? " smiling he said.
"Hmm. Just put it there, I'll just drink it later," I told him reluctantly and he did the same.
I turned to avoid his gaze, his eyes softening me.
"Are you mad at us son?" he suddenly asked. I thought she leave because I heard the door close. Mama got an answer from me and I was only looking at the laptop screen.
"Son, are you still sulking? Did you know we came home to congratulate you on your achievements today? We're glad to see that you're gradually changing for goods. It's nice to know that you're not bullying anymore, and that's makes us happy , "aniya.
Just now they noticed that? I have been studying well in recent years but because of what I have seen and experienced, I have lost my desire to study, which is why I fail and become obsessed with my fellow students.
"Son ..." I cut her words.
"You don't need to be like this, Ma. Hindi ako sanay. And as I said to Papa a few minutes ago, I'm always doing good things, but you didn't notice because all you have to do is to work and find my worst side. All you have to do is to point out the bad things I've done. "
"Because that's what we see."
"Because that's what you're looking at. Tsk, is that the reason you came home?" I couldn't help but raise my voice and face him.
"No, Son. No," she said tearfully.
"Hey, that's what I saw." My voice growled as I uttered that line.
I kept staring at Mommy as I watched her tears flow down her cheeks.
"Mom, you don't have to make me look like this because you know how I feel? There's nothing else but, you still can't move my sister. You've done nothing but work to entertain the yourself. You have done nothing but notice my mistakes. " My tears kept flowing.
"Where is it?" by Papa.
"I'm your life, Ma, Pa. I'm your life but I feel like I'm dead because I don't feel for you. I don't feel like I'm your child. yo sa akin. " I just felt Dad's fist that caused my lip to explode.
I wiped the blood that flowed from my lips and looked at them wickedly. "See? HAHAHAHA." I sprang to my feet and walked out. I don’t know what I went through, I just heard it break.
I took the motor key and immediately left the house. I didn't understand Manang Loida's restraint on me, she kept calling but I didn't even look at her.
I speed up my motor until I get to a place where I stay and cool off whenever I have a bad day.
The other town and the ocean are clearly visible in this area in the morning. And because at night you can only see the lights that give life to the town. I took a lot of rocks and forcibly threw them at it.
This is my way of turning my annoyance to others. This is what I do when I get angry rather than hurt other people. Into the air I pour everything, all the pain and anger I feel. I will not be surprised if the rocks cover the town I see. As often as I'm here and releasing all the resentment that's possible.
"Ahhhhh. Why does it have to be like this? Why do I have to? I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so tired of pretending I'm brave and strong. I'm so tired! So tired," I shouted.
I sat on the grass feeling tired and a sore throat. I let the tears run down my cheeks and they wet my clothes.
I suddenly felt that someone was beside me so I immediately turned my attention to it. I was shocked at who was next to me and looking at the neighborhood. I quickly wiped my tears from my face because I didn’t want him to see me like this. Maro’s super courage at school is very weak now.
Why is he still in the crowd?
"W-what are you doing here?" I asked but he did not answer.
"Hey, Floor, I'm asking you," I said proudly.
He applied his index finger to his lip. "Shhh, listen quietly," he said. The wind ruffles her loose hair, which she tries to fix behind her ear.
"I care," I said angrily.
"It's peaceful when it's so quiet, isn't it? You can only hear the wind blowing and crackling," he said seriously while still looking at the town.
I also looked at it for a moment and turned to him again. "I'm asking you why you're here, not what you're saying," I scolded him.
"Because I saw you, the traffic was slow. I was loading there at the shop below. After I received what I was loading, I followed you and I was right in my suspicion that you were going here, especially when I saw your motor. . "
I leaned my head on his shoulder. I don’t know why I did it. I know he was surprised at what I did but he just let me.
"You just cry as much as you want, just let out all your anger until you lose weight on your chest. There's nothing wrong with that, Maro, if you show it to me tonight. I don't care. what you really are and promise others will never know, "he said.
As he said those I seemed to soften, my tears welled up and I remembered our answer earlier. I let myself cry on his shoulder. Simultaneously with my crying the cold air enveloped our bodies.
Not a word came out of our lips, only the noise of the wind we could hear. After crying so many times, I feel more comfortable now.