Pull The Trigger

"Make sure to wear your safety gears before we start our classes."I tied my hair up before I grab my Glock 43 Caliber 9mm pistol and put it in my drop leg pistol holder. I just let my ultrasonic earmuffs hanging on my neck. I made sure that my safety glasses don't have scratches before I wear it. I rolled my eyes, sino bang tanga ang hindi magsusuot ng safety gears kapag ganitong klase ang pinasukan mo?Damn, bakit ba pati ito pinagkakainisan ko? I feel like I'm having a bad day."Gaya ng dati, only two shooters and spectators are permitted per lane. Who wants to go first and try?" The range safety officer asked.I'm currently bursting ball of energy right now. It's not my first time, I'm just too busy for my personal life and ito na lang ulit ang oras ko para gawin ang bagay na 'to."Ms. Hermano, you have experienced gun firing. Why don't you try first?" I'm not surprised when he mentioned my surname, actually, I'm really expecting it. They're reading all our backgrounds about gun

"Make sure to drink your medicines, Vivian. Take a rest, hindi mo na rin ata nagagawang magpahinga," sermon ni mommy habang chinecheck ang temperature ni Ate.She's sick since last night. Sobrang busy kasi niya these past few days, marami ata silang naging mga requirements, tapos pinag-alala at inabala ko pa siya kahapon. I'm waiting for the letter na ipapadala para sa kanya, para kahit papaano ay alam ng prof nila kung bakit siya wala.I took a spoonful of cereals nang makita kong tapos na gumawa ng letter si mommy, inubos ko na rin ang sandwich bago tumayo. I grab my bag and placed it over my shoulder."Give it to Dame, hindi ko pa nasasabi sa kanya pero ayos lang 'yon dahil kilala ka naman niya," Ate Vivian stated as she gave me a weak smile before she pat my head.Agad kumalabog ang puso ko, pinigilan ko ang pagsilay ng ngiti sa labi ko. It means I will be able to see him today, minsan ko lang kasi siya makita dahil magkaiba naman ang building naming senior highschool sa building

"Ano ba ang meron kapag eighteen na ako?" Nagtataka kong tanong habang pinaglalaruan ang mga daliri ko dahil naka yuko lang ako, hindi ko siya kayang tignan.Ilang minuto ang katahimikang bumalot sa'min, tanging putok lang ng mga baril ang naririnig ko."You're too young," muli niyang sagot before he walked out while his gun is already tucked into his cloak belt holster at his back, kulay itim iyon.Para lang akong aso sa kanya na sumunod, pumwesto ako sa harapan niya. Hindi ako mapakali kapag ganito ako kalapit sa kanya. I'm just watching him clean his gun. My forehead creased when I heard him groaned, he flinched a bit."I can feel everything, Sylvaine." He stated. Inilapag niya ang kanyang baril sa table at pinagsalikop ang kanyang palad doon. I can see the veins in his hand."You can feel what?" I tried to be cool, pero hindi ko maiwasan mautal."Everything.." he whispered. "You should stop that," he stated before he stood up, pero agad ko hinawakan ang kamay niya.My forehead cr

"This deals with the preparation and analysis of financial statements of a service business..."Ang dami na niyang naituturo mula nang magpunta kaming apat dito sa library, but I do not understand anything. The only thing in my mind is the embarrassment I did earlier in the male's comfort room. Buti na lang walang ibang tao doon. Gosh, I'm so stupid. And now, he's probably thinking na hinahabol-habol ka siya.Tanging orasan at ang pagsasalita niya lang ang nagsisilbing ingay dito. Even Gianna and Kael are just silently listening to his lessons. Sino ba namang hindi matatahimik? Bukod sa magaling siya magturo, napaka seryoso pa. He looks so intimidating while showing us his macbook, andoon kasi lahat ng tinuturo niya.His hair is still damp, naligo ata kanina. The way he's speaking, parang napaka professional talaga, bakit kaya hindi siya mag teacher? Ate said na sobrang talino raw talaga niya, pare-parehas silang magkakapatid."Are you listening?" I stiffen when he asked me. Gianna's

"Anong oras ka uuwi? Bakit ba kasi sa bahay pa ng mga kaklase mo?" Mommy asked while baking some pastries in the kitchen."Oo nga, babe. You can do your project here in our house, sila nalang papuntahin mo dito. May pastry pa from mom," ate Vivian suggested while she's cleaning her nails, naglalagay siya ng nail polish doon saka hinihipan.I bit my tongue inside of my mouth. White lies, I told them a white lie. Kila Dame talaga ako pupunta ngayon para sa gun firing lesson ko. Katatapos ko lang maligo, tapos ngayon ay parang nagbabago na ang isip nila mommy payagan ako. I need to convince her more."Strict po parents nung mga kasama ko," I lied. Patawad na agad sa nasa itaas. Minsan lang 'to, promise.I didn't plan to tell them because I know mom, baka itulak tulak niya ako kay Dame, nakakahiya naman kay tita Danica. It seems like she wants better for her son, and tanggap ko naman na hindi ako ganon. Pero bakit ba? Crush ko lang naman, e. At saka, magpapaturo lang naman talaga ako sa k