PEACHY
MABILIS NA KUMABOG ang dibdib ko hindi dahil sa kaba kundi dahil narinig ko ang pamilyar na boses na iyon. Hilong-hilo man dahil sa droga na tinurok sa akin ni Hernan Peralta ay nagawa ko pang lingunin ang pinagmulan ng boses. And there he is, standing a few meters away from me, with a menacing expression on his face. His face was as dark as the ominous skies, but when it shifted on mine, it softened.
“R-Raegan…” usal ko na halos walang boses na lumabas sa aking bibig. I suddenly feel relieved.
“Raegan Calientes! What are you doing here?” tila gulat na gulat naman na bulalas ni Hernan.
Muli niyang ibinaling ang kaniyang tingin kay Hernan na agad naman akong binitawan at bahagyang lumayo. I can see nothing in Raegan’s face but anger and I know he is just suppressing it because
