I LOST the drive to sermon him or even hiss at him dahil sa nangyari. But instead, I got mad. I got furious. I got angry with what he said to me.
Was he even in his right mind to say that to me?
I unbelievably stared at him. But he stared at me like he’s begging. Like he wanted me to have mercy at him. In that surface moment, fireballs sips through me. Like I was been depriving myself to burst out the chemical substance just so I can avoid to be malfunctioned. Pero nanuot sa utak at nagproseso sa isip ko ang sinabi niya. Iyon ba ang assurance na kailangan ko para hindi ako mag-alala na baka masaktan siya sa gitna ng kaguluhan sa amin?
What the f**k!
My brows curled up as an initial reaction. I pulled away his hands at me and gave him a ridiculous face. “Ano ‘yang sinasabi mo?!”
Nagb
