-Is this canteen or hell?-
“Is that Wayne?” said one of the girls from their class.
“Are they bitching on him?” The other mutters.
They were all surprised to see the mysterious young man, with cold eyes and timid aura was hanging out with bunch of noise maker in their class. Especially the girls who had crush in them felt defeated.
“Maybe he’s dating one of them?” One of them exclaimed. “I think it’s April, I saw them being lovey dovey during class.”
“Oh yeah, I’ve also seen them, Wayne kinda kissed her in the cheeks they we’re flirting in the back.” The other agree.
As soon they left the room rumors already spread in the entire classroom. From dating to getting pregnant that’s how quick it spread like a wild fire in forest. Wayne was in between April and Jill. He looked around, people there are a lot people.
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-Rumors- He wished the rumors were true. But not everyone's attention, he felt nauseous. The young man could look at their eyes, vision shifted to a blur as heart palpated. April on the other hand didn't like the tone that the girl had, in fact she never once liked her. The girl who likes to spread rumors, who is in love with Wayne and pretty much all the hottest guy, and acts like a queen bee when clearly, she is not. Her name is Pema, a lot of their doesn’t really like her, some even wonder why she was one section one but one thing for sure is that she was backup in their class. "What did you say? I didn't hear you." April glared at the girl, she prepared to beat her up with her fist waiting to land on her face. "I didn't know the tomboy had a boyfriend? Ughhh" A grimace look as if she was looking at a shit. She looked agitated upon hearing those words. April couldn’t help it but land a punch on the girl’s face. Every
-THE MURDERER- “You can’t escape it. You will never forget the blood and sensation of killing.” Every night it felt real, he was reminded from time to time what it feels like to end someone’s life. He could never forget it, the past, the crimes and the joy of seeing them suffer. He took no pity while batting them in their heads, in fact it was pure amusement, a smile and laughter as he enjoyed seeing their faces dyed in blood. He regretted it. It was midnight in the clock, that red digital numbers were the first thing he saw as he woke up in a delirious manner. Wayne got up and went down stairs for a drink. He was bathe in sweat while panting whenever he wakes up and even in the lighted room in the kitchen, he can still hear their voices around him. “W-whyyyyyy?” The sound was like an old man struggling to breathe. He called for help but no one listen. From the behind he can feel footsteps pass
- Rendezvous - I had a dream last night, I pondered at our usual rendezvous with a sobbed eyes and grey lips but I couldn't tell whether I was sad or just lonely. But after a while, the sky change into a palette of colors, I noticed a silhouette from afar, closer, to closer he approached me and brought the bright firmament into a blissful light. I thought he was JM but turns out someone else. A person that I didn't expect to come. Someone. “Wake up sis! It’s 8 am in the morning dummy!” His younger brother named woke up her up, he pulled April from her dreamy slumber. She was half awake wiping her eyes while his obnoxious brother brought her back to what she defines as a cruel reality. “AREN’T YOU GOING TO CHURCH?” His brother asked. “Naaah, I don’t wanna go today.” April wasn’t in the mood to get up, she yawned before snuggling herself in her co
-The scum’s wish came true- Saudade. The melancholic longing for someone that one cares for. Those were the exact words to defined how Wayne felt. He sat on his usual spot where he used to eat with April but not it’s him and the others. “Do you have news about her?” he asked Jill for the fifteenth time and all he got was the same response. A listless look in her eyes, “No, I have no idea.” But Wayne didn’t buy it. He was dead worried, after all he knew they both live near each other. “Something must have happened.” He doubted his words and kept poking for answers. “Nothing, she’s just probably sick.” Jill replied. She soon left them and head back to their class. “Did they just got into fight with each other or something?” Hori suspected. “I don’t think so, that’s impossible.” Joy who knew them both for a long time defen
-It cost a date- Lovely but freezing saturdays, he checked the mirror to see if he looked okay. He wore a black hoodie and maroon polo shirt underneath, a navy chino paired with grey canva shoe. He picked his Retina Vanilla tobacco parfum. Wayne prayed on his lower jaw, chest and wrist. A shallow breath on his palm to check his mouth, a minty fresh feeling implied that he was ready. Jill told her where they live, a delighted smile as he left his room and climb down stairs. However, the glee was cut after remembering how he got April’s address. It was a deal that he finds it hard to accept. After Jill bathe herself on the euphoria of hugging Wayne, she stood up and stretched her arms and legs. “That really felt good.” She told him. Jill wanted more time, but she knew that it would have been awkward if she stayed in his chest. The same scent, that she remembered last time, she couldn’t believe tha
-Heartaches are like fever- Why am I crying for one boy? Who broke his promise, and left me for someone new. The Almante’s home has never been this quiet. The obnoxious voices from their family were inexistent for the past few days. My family were concerned about April and they seemed to understands what she had been through, they all adjusted for her. They all kept shut and gave her space to mourn and cry. “Sis, wake up and let's eat please?" April’s youngest brother who is the nefarious one, a teaser and prankster was subtle for 4 days straight. April was all alone in her room crying as if someone had died. The longingness never lingered on her heart, leeching her life force and sucking her dry. “I’ll eat later.” She shortly replied. “Heart breaks are like fever. It makes me restless and weak.” She mutter
-I can do this- “You scared the shit out of me Jill.” April walks back and sat with her best friend. She leaned her head on Jill’s shoulder, it reminds of hill and its meadowy scent. “You look well dress, are you going on a date?” “No.” She quickly answered. She looked away and examined the room. It’s been a long time since she came here. She had the same thought as April, she stood up and looked exasperate. “You should burn your room” She suggested. Her eyes roamed again to see if she was right, she gave a nod and said, “yeah! We should burn it. It reeks with Jm’s presence.” April agreed, a lot of things in her room reminded her of Jm. “Yes, I am planning to do that.” She had doleful eyes, and began to wept. She hugged Jill’s tightly and whispered. “I still misses him and it has been days, I should have