The susunod day, after Nikolai and Carmine went to work, I waited until school would've been out to go find Andrew. I waited sa pamamagitan ng the side of the high school, until the students started filing out. I kept my eyes open for him, but when I didn't see him for a long time, I began to worry that he hadn't shown up to school at all today. My puso skipped a beat when I saw him, and I realized I didn't have a plan.
I hid on the side of the school, until he walked past, not even noticing me. Then I grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled him back into the alley, forcing him up against the wall.
"Ow! What the fuck, man?!" he shouted, not knowing who it was. I flipped him around so he was facing me. He looked surprised, but that was quickly replaced sa pamamagitan ng anger. "What do you want?"
"Who killed Dalton," I said. I guess I didn't think this through. I had meant to ask him why he killed Dalton.
"Your brother. Reed," he seethed.
"No he didn't!" I shouted, angry that everyone thought that. Andrew scoffed.
"Yeah, right. Then who did?" he asked. I clenched my teeth. The tone of his voice sounded like he was taunting me.
"You did!" I shouted. He was speechless for a moment. Then he laughed, and it echoed off into the sky. Anger boiled through me, and before I knew what I was doing, I had the gun placed up against Andrew's temple. He stopped laughing at once, and his eyes widened.
"Please.... Please don't..." he said. He sounded like he was going to cry. If the adrenaline pumping through hadn't made it impossible to feel anything, I probably would've laughed my head off. I put my finger on the trigger. "Harley. Please. I swear, I didn't do it."
"Neither did Reed!" I shouted hysterically. I felt like I'd go mad if one madami person told me Reed was the murderer.
"Ok! Ok! I believe you!" he said, his hands in the air; surrender. I took a deep breath, my hand shaking. "Please..." he sinabi again. I squeezed my eyes shut, then put my gun back in my pocket. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then who did," I sinabi through my teeth.
"I don't know! Don't you think I'd like to know that too?" he asked. I folded my arms. "So... Was I the first suspect?" he asked. I shook my head.
"I checked Rafael, Franky, Armando, and basically every other leader in town." Andrew nodded, thinking.
"And why'd you think of me?" he asked. He sounded hurt.
"Because... Sometimes you seem jealous of Dalton... I just thought..."
"I loved my brother. I respected him. I would never kill him," Andrew said. He was telling the truth. The way he spoke of Dalton, he seemed so... mesmerized and enchanted. There was no way he could be lying.
"Fine. Whatever... I'm sorry about your brother. I'm going to find who killed him," I promised. I turned to leave, but he put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me.
"Harley? Uh... If you get any clues or ideas... would you let me know? I'd like to bust Dalton's murderer too." I nodded.
"Yeah. Sure."
"And... Ah, who knows, wanna hang out sometime?" he asked. I looked him over. It was Andrew.... My mortal enemy, one of the main reasons I started carrying a gun, the guy that made my insides burn with hate... But it didn't seem like Andrew.
"Uh... sure...?" I said, not so sure. I turned and left, still very much confused. I went home; had to get there before Nikolai and Carmine.
Carmine got home, only ten minutos after I did. I hadn't spoken to him since yesterday, when he had lashed out at me. The air became dense when he entered, and you could almost see the awkward. I made him a sandwhich, what he always eats after a long araw of work. He sat down and ate without a word. I sat on the couch, not bothering to turn on the TV. I just sat there, and thought about who possibly would have killed Dalton.
"You left," Carmine said. My head snapped in his direction.
"What?"
"You weren't supposed to leave the house." How the hell did he know I left?! He nodded over to the door. "Your shoes are muddy." Dammit.
"Uh..." I began.
"Why'd you leave?!" he shouted. He stood up fast, knocking the chair out from under him. I winced at the loud clatter.
"I... I was just... looking for who---" I jumped up from the sopa as Carmine advanced towards me. I backed away, guarding myself.
"You weren't supposed to leave! Why can't you just do what you're told?! You could've gotten hurt! You could be like Dalton and end up dead!" he shouted. I put one hand on the arm of the couch, to help push myself ahead if I needed to run. I had one arm out in front of me, to push him away if I couldn't get away.
"Carmine. Please. Stop," I tried to say calmly. He'd never acted like this before. It was terrifying. Nikolai always sinabi Carmine's the soft and sensitive one. He's obviously never seen him like this. He was about as calm as a rodeo bull. He took another giant step towards me, and I bolted for the door. I didn't make it, and he grabbed the tops of my arms and shook me.
"Don't ever disobey us again! Do you hear me?!" he screamed. Tears filled my eyes, and I nodded, trying to keep back screams. He stared deep into my eyes, then all at once, he seemed to break. He loosened his grip on my arms and wrapped them around my entire body, pulling me into a hug. He sobbed, his tears splashing into my hair. I was shocked for a moment, then rubbed soothing circles on his back.
"It's ok... It's going to be alright," I sinabi softly. I'd never had to comfort Carmine before; or any of my brothers actually. We stood there awkwardly in the living room, me hugging him while he bent over me and cried. Nikolai walked in, and stopped. He looked to me, his eyes questioning. I shook my head and mouthed "later," and continued to soothe Carmine.
"I pag-ibig you Harley," he sobbed. "Please. Don't do that again. I don't wanna lose you too." I nodded understandingly.
"I pag-ibig you too. I won't. Promise."
I hid on the side of the school, until he walked past, not even noticing me. Then I grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled him back into the alley, forcing him up against the wall.
"Ow! What the fuck, man?!" he shouted, not knowing who it was. I flipped him around so he was facing me. He looked surprised, but that was quickly replaced sa pamamagitan ng anger. "What do you want?"
"Who killed Dalton," I said. I guess I didn't think this through. I had meant to ask him why he killed Dalton.
"Your brother. Reed," he seethed.
"No he didn't!" I shouted, angry that everyone thought that. Andrew scoffed.
"Yeah, right. Then who did?" he asked. I clenched my teeth. The tone of his voice sounded like he was taunting me.
"You did!" I shouted. He was speechless for a moment. Then he laughed, and it echoed off into the sky. Anger boiled through me, and before I knew what I was doing, I had the gun placed up against Andrew's temple. He stopped laughing at once, and his eyes widened.
"Please.... Please don't..." he said. He sounded like he was going to cry. If the adrenaline pumping through hadn't made it impossible to feel anything, I probably would've laughed my head off. I put my finger on the trigger. "Harley. Please. I swear, I didn't do it."
"Neither did Reed!" I shouted hysterically. I felt like I'd go mad if one madami person told me Reed was the murderer.
"Ok! Ok! I believe you!" he said, his hands in the air; surrender. I took a deep breath, my hand shaking. "Please..." he sinabi again. I squeezed my eyes shut, then put my gun back in my pocket. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then who did," I sinabi through my teeth.
"I don't know! Don't you think I'd like to know that too?" he asked. I folded my arms. "So... Was I the first suspect?" he asked. I shook my head.
"I checked Rafael, Franky, Armando, and basically every other leader in town." Andrew nodded, thinking.
"And why'd you think of me?" he asked. He sounded hurt.
"Because... Sometimes you seem jealous of Dalton... I just thought..."
"I loved my brother. I respected him. I would never kill him," Andrew said. He was telling the truth. The way he spoke of Dalton, he seemed so... mesmerized and enchanted. There was no way he could be lying.
"Fine. Whatever... I'm sorry about your brother. I'm going to find who killed him," I promised. I turned to leave, but he put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me.
"Harley? Uh... If you get any clues or ideas... would you let me know? I'd like to bust Dalton's murderer too." I nodded.
"Yeah. Sure."
"And... Ah, who knows, wanna hang out sometime?" he asked. I looked him over. It was Andrew.... My mortal enemy, one of the main reasons I started carrying a gun, the guy that made my insides burn with hate... But it didn't seem like Andrew.
"Uh... sure...?" I said, not so sure. I turned and left, still very much confused. I went home; had to get there before Nikolai and Carmine.
Carmine got home, only ten minutos after I did. I hadn't spoken to him since yesterday, when he had lashed out at me. The air became dense when he entered, and you could almost see the awkward. I made him a sandwhich, what he always eats after a long araw of work. He sat down and ate without a word. I sat on the couch, not bothering to turn on the TV. I just sat there, and thought about who possibly would have killed Dalton.
"You left," Carmine said. My head snapped in his direction.
"What?"
"You weren't supposed to leave the house." How the hell did he know I left?! He nodded over to the door. "Your shoes are muddy." Dammit.
"Uh..." I began.
"Why'd you leave?!" he shouted. He stood up fast, knocking the chair out from under him. I winced at the loud clatter.
"I... I was just... looking for who---" I jumped up from the sopa as Carmine advanced towards me. I backed away, guarding myself.
"You weren't supposed to leave! Why can't you just do what you're told?! You could've gotten hurt! You could be like Dalton and end up dead!" he shouted. I put one hand on the arm of the couch, to help push myself ahead if I needed to run. I had one arm out in front of me, to push him away if I couldn't get away.
"Carmine. Please. Stop," I tried to say calmly. He'd never acted like this before. It was terrifying. Nikolai always sinabi Carmine's the soft and sensitive one. He's obviously never seen him like this. He was about as calm as a rodeo bull. He took another giant step towards me, and I bolted for the door. I didn't make it, and he grabbed the tops of my arms and shook me.
"Don't ever disobey us again! Do you hear me?!" he screamed. Tears filled my eyes, and I nodded, trying to keep back screams. He stared deep into my eyes, then all at once, he seemed to break. He loosened his grip on my arms and wrapped them around my entire body, pulling me into a hug. He sobbed, his tears splashing into my hair. I was shocked for a moment, then rubbed soothing circles on his back.
"It's ok... It's going to be alright," I sinabi softly. I'd never had to comfort Carmine before; or any of my brothers actually. We stood there awkwardly in the living room, me hugging him while he bent over me and cried. Nikolai walked in, and stopped. He looked to me, his eyes questioning. I shook my head and mouthed "later," and continued to soothe Carmine.
"I pag-ibig you Harley," he sobbed. "Please. Don't do that again. I don't wanna lose you too." I nodded understandingly.
"I pag-ibig you too. I won't. Promise."
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate pagkain and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of bayani and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the susunod day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate pagkain and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of bayani and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the susunod day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
umm uy guys sorry i have not posted anything in so long I got major Pagsulat block and had to wait untill all of my expertise came back to me.
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my puso there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an asno
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my puso once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If you can see past all of the scars
you will see my suppresed heart!
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my puso there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an asno
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my puso once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If you can see past all of the scars
you will see my suppresed heart!
We're blind to another one's pain
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak
But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes
We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror
Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much
He who's without sin,cast the first stone
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak
But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes
We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror
Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much
He who's without sin,cast the first stone