Hindi ko akalain na magiging mas komplekado ang buhay ko. Today, I’m here the shooting range learning how to shoot a gun. I’m kinda gitty about this. Bumaba ako sa kusina para mag-almusal nang payapa pero may ibang plano si Dad. Dad dropped the bomb that early in the morning. HIndi man lang ako pinatapos mag almusal. He deadass ruined my morning. Tinatanaw ko si Lyle na kasama ko ngayon dito sa shooting range. He is the one talking to the range officer. On our way here Kuya called me that he is the one who suggested it to Dad because of yesterday’s encounter. He also added that it’s for my safety. Sa isip-isip ko, hindi ko dapat ‘to ginagawa. I might get arrested for this. Knowing myself, I might get annoyed all of a sudden then shoot people to death. “This is pointless,” I blurted out when Lyle walked towards me. He was confused. Ibinaba nya ang isang maliit na baril. On the table are different types of guns. From the longest one to the smallest. What if I pick u one and start shoot

The awkward silence was deafening. Should I address what he did? But if I do, I would look like a paranoid person. But he took pictures of my kitchen! I decided to shrug it off. I smiled at him and asked him once again about his coffee. "Black or with creamer?" tanong ko kay Elias. Inilagay nya ang kanya phone sa bulsa ng kanyang pantalon bago sumagot. "With creamer please." I quickly turned around to prepare his mug. I just realized that the coffee mugs I have here are statement mugs from Erica. Gusto kong iumpog ang ulo ko sa pader. I tried to look for the least offensive one but I can't find any. The statements on the mugs were all s*xual . One says 'Cumming Soon' another says 'Tip the head'. I decided to grab the 'Cumming Soon' mug for Elias. I just hope that he doesn't notice the writing on the mug. I poured the espresso shot then added some creamer. Iniabot ko iyon sa kanya at naupo kami sa sofa. It was dead silent. "So, you already took Samantha home?" tanong ko dito. Wh

I had a great dinner because of Kuya. He was not in the operating room, so, while I was reheating the food, we were chatting. Dahan-dahan na akong sinasanay ni Kuya sa magiging bagong trabaho ni Dad.  "Dad will file his candidacy tomorrow. You and Mom will accompany him," he said while I was busy transferring the chicken to the pan. I sighed. There's really no turning back. "May idea ka ba Kuya sa sched ni Dad?" I asked because it seems like he knows our father better. "Kung tama ang pagkakatanda ko, He will visit another province. Ikaw yata ang isasama n'ya doon." That trip will surely be awkward. Just me and Dad in the same vehicle is unbearable.

Hindi ko na magawang tignan si Lyle. How can he be a mole? Kanino naman s'ya nag rereport kung ganun? Napakaraming tanong da isip ko.    "Are you okay? You look pale," sita ni Lyle. Binitawan nito ang kanyang pagkain at inabot ang kamay ko.    Agad kong inilayo ang kamay ko at nag iwas ng tingin.    "I'm fine. Let's just go back to the hotel." Nagtipa ako sa aking telepono ng mensahe para kay Kuya.    To: Kuya ♡   We're staying at Escala Tagaytay. I'm sure you can get your way around the management.   I thought Lyle will insist on staying but to

I woke up in a different environment. Wala na ako sa sasakyan kundi ay nasa isa akong silid. I tried sitting up but I failed. May mga nakakabit sa aking makenarya. Anong nangyari? Where am I? Are we still in Cebu? Aalis na sana ako sa kama nang biglang bumukas ang pinto. My frantic mom entered and quickly attended me. What is she doing here? Lumipad s’ya papuntang Cebu? “How are you feeling, Hija? May masakit ba sa’yo?” tanong ni mom. She was checking every part of me.  “I’m fine, Mom. I just can’t sit-up,” panimula ko. She let out a deep breath. Seeing mom this frantic shocked something inside me. My mom is always a prim and calm woman. For her to react this way only means one thing. Some