melaikick

you might not understand… this is some kind of a future that i wanted, this is just me hoping against hope…  i’m at the edge right now, see. i don’t want to lose my family. they’re the most important people in the world for me and i can’t bear the thought of being without them. i’m still fighting but this is just my way of coping up…

a noobcake story by melaikick

M opened her locker to retrieve the package. a small box… it’s been three years she thought. “tara na…” someone called from the back. G grinned at his friend, “the gang’s waiting…” petite A was stalling the elevator for them. the three headed to the building’s basement where K parked his car.

they looked like funny little sardines inside K’s car and as K was hurtling over to batasan, a muffled sound came from the back. it was N, “guu-uuys, we forgot P!” prompting K to hit the breaks and M’s head collided with C’s. both girls rubbed their forehead. “asan na naman ba yung bading na yun?”

they found P with his new boyfriend in tow at the studio. he smiled at everyone, gave the loved one a buss on the lips and shooed him away, saying it was time for practice. the band was new but they were old friends…

several empty cans of san mig light lay scattered on the studio floor… M slowly stood up from one of the studio’s bean bags. somebody had laid her there, she was always the first to drop when it comes to beer. she heaved a sigh as she took in the sight… everyone was sleeping. G was a beanbag away hugging his bass guitar, a weird smile on his face;  A and C were snoozing beside each other, K’s right leg was over N and P’s right foot was over on N’s left cheek… M reached for her camera, set the timer, and muffled a giggle. “to family… ” she said.

a economy china air lines ticket was lying on the enormous long table. it indicated a connecting flight from manila to tokyo and then from tokyo to seattle. really… horrendously cheap. the girl pushed them away… several angry stares came at her. she stood up, and turned her back… happiness is an option, right? she thought to herself.

“M? M?” a voice called. “M!?!”
“mmmh?”
“we’re here.” G said waking her up. one of the pa’s opened their van’s door and hurried them to a room backstage. C, who acted as the manager, was handing out their jackets, all red with “nööb” at the back. “here you go kids,” she said. “you better kick ass!”

M’s heart was beating fast, to calm herself, she pulled the little gift she had received three years before from her pocket. she wore it on her wrist, the little charms jiggled as she walked to the stage. the lights glared at her eyes, she let a section of her hair, painstakingly curled by L, to cover them… the crowd was screaming and she couldn’t see a thing. but it didn’t matter. it was their song that she was going to play. and she knew she made the right decision after all. with the cue from G, M raised her bow…

yun lang.

♥ melai