Chapter 13

Thirteen.

Parehas kaming natahimik. Tanging ang ingay lang na nanggagaling sa main road ang naririnig namin dahil sa mga sasakyan. This is so calming — somehow. My eyes pasted on my phone when it rings. Kanina pa 'to tumatawag. Siguro nasabi na nila na umalis ako.

"Why?" I asked as soon as I answered the phone call. Siguro narinig na niya ang paglalayas ko. He's always be the first one to call me. It's Clay.

(Holly! Kanina pa kita tinatawagan. Where are you? O bloody men! Okay ka lang? Hindi ka naman siguro magpapakamatay 'no? Oh Men Insan! Oo na. Maganda ka na. Ikaw na ang pinakamaganda sa lahat . Uwi ka na. Miss na kita.) I frowned when I heard his exaggerated out of the world whines.

"Actually I'm thinking to jump off the bridge right now," I said.

(WHAT?) Nailayo ko ang phone ko sa tenga ko. I heard commotion on the other line. I sneered.

"Bye," I said, after that I throw my phone at the calm river.

"Oh! Shoota! Bakit tinapon mo?" I looked at the puzzled conceited pathetic i