Two Strings Attached

Prologue

"Hey Deither! Wake up bro! Tanghali na baka malate ka!" I slowly woke up hearing someone shouting at my door.

Dylan?

Mariin kong pinikit ang mata ko at tinabunan ng unan ang mukha ko but the person behind the door is really persistent.

Nakabalik na pala siya.

Pero sigaw pa rin siya ng sigaw!

Fuck. I need some sleep, nilasing ako ng mga tarantado.

Hirap man ay pilit kong binuksan ang mga mata ko at tiningnan ang oras.

It's still early, damn this man for disturbing me.

I pretend that I didn't hear anything so he'd think I'm still sleeping.

But ofcourse, Dylan, my oh so great step brother, being the stubborn one..

"DEITHEEER!" pabagsak kong hinampas ang kamay ko sa lamesa sa gilid ng kama nang marinig ko na naman ang sigaw niya.

Gaddammit!

Hindi na ako magtataka kung paglabas ko ng kwartong ito ay bingi na ako.

Padabog akong bumangon at inis na ginulo ang buhok ko.

Can't he atleast tone down his voice? He's too loud for fuck sake!

"Deither? Gising ka na ba?" obviously, brother.

Hindi ko siya pinansin at tinungo ang daan patungo ng banyo pero bago pa ako tuluyang makapasok ay sunod sunod na katok ang narinig ko.

This is a piece of damnshit.

Mabibigat ang hakbang na lumapit ako sa pinto at binuksan iyon.

Bahagya pa siyang napatalon dala siguro ng pagkagulat.

"Hey Deither, finally. Bilisan mo na diyan at baka tuluyan ka ng malate." I just look at him with disbelief.

For real? Ano bang definition niya ng late?

It's still 6 in the morning. 8 pa ang pasok ko, damn.

Hindi ko siya sinagot at isasara na sana ang pinto nang pigilan niya ako.

"Wait!" medyo pasigaw na aniya at mabilis na iniharang ang braso niya sa hamba ng pintuan ko.

I raised my eyebrows at him as if I'm asking him why.

He handed me a peace of shi- I mean paper. A piece of paper.

I look at it at kumunot ang noo ko.

Concert tickets?

I look up to him without reaching his extended hands holding the ticket. Wala akong balak kunin iyon.

"What's that?" I asked him.

"Concert tickets?" he said as if it's the dumbest question to ask.

Dammit. This man is getting on my nerves.

I heavily sighed before continue talking.

"Yes I know, that's a ticket, obviously. But what for?" I'm still trying to make my patience longer Dylan. Don't try to reach my peak.

"Oh, yeah. Gusto ko ng tuparin yung promise ko sayo noon. Remember? I promise you we'll go to your favorite band's concer-"

"Take it." pag putol ko sa sasabihin niya.