Recklessly Novels & Stories

Kahit wala naman akong nakikitang panganib lately, hindi ko maiwasang magtanong sa sarili ko: Is it really over… or mas nakakatakot lang kasi hindi ko alam kung kailan ulit susunod? Ayon kay Chanton, malinis daw ang record ng driver ng motor. Wala raw foul play, wala ring kahit anong indikasyon na binalak niya akong saktan. Mabilis lang talaga ang takbo niya—reckless, hindi kriminal at ang kung hindi nga ako nabangga ni Thalia habang naghaharutan sila ni May ay hindi naman ako mapapaano.

“I need to get out of here, Drako.” Tahimik siyang bumaba. Mabigat ang bawat yabag niya. At habang papalapit siya, unti-unti akong napaatras. Napapikit ako saglit, sinusubukang pigilan ang pag-iyak. "You're not thinking straight," mariin niyang sabi, habang papalapit. “You’re being reckless.” “Reckless?” Naalimpungatan akong tumawa, mapait at puno ng sakit. “No, Drako. I’m just desperate.”

Naramdaman ni Albert ang sakit sa kanyang likod at napasigaw sa instinct. Whoosh—whoosh— Dalawa o tatlong sasakyan sa highway ang dumaan nang mabilis, halos sumayad sa kanilang katawan. Napakadelikado ng eksena. Sa sandaling iyon, ang itim na sasakyan na may pekeng plaka ay hindi pinansin ang mga patakaran ng mabilisang pagmamaneho. Bigla itong lumiko at buong bilis na tumungo kina Marcus at Beatrice.

"Nice combination for a first impression, huh!" Napayuko ako sa sinabi nito, napakagat ako ng labi. Hindi ko alam kung maiiyak o maiinis ako sa sinabi nito. Siya lang naman itong reckless at mabilis magpatakbo ng sasakyan. Pero kahit naiinis ako, hindi ko pa rin maiwasang mapansin kung gaano ito kagwapo. "Blind and reckless, that's the best description of yourself. Hindi ka marunong magdahan-dahan sa pagda-drive. Gwapo ka pa naman sana, kaso never mind!" asar na sagot ko.

Lahat nakapila parang hindi na bagay sa mundo. “Pick one,” he said casually. Blink ako. “Are you serious?” “I don’t care. Just hurry.” I scanned everything… until I stopped. Audi R8. Parang instinct. “That one,” I pointed. For a split second, I saw something in his face. Not smile. Not warmth. Pero… recognition. “Get in,” he said. CALLA POV Kung may definition ng reckless driver sa dictionary, picture ni Sinister yun. Walang preno. Walang respeto sa stoplights. Parang rules of the road don’t exist in his universe.

Ito na lang ang gagamitin niya dahil narito pa naman siya. Nang mapindot niya ang button, bumukas ang gate. Malayo pa lang natatanaw na ni Zeus ang dalawang motorsiklo. Napakunot noo siya ng nakitang nagkakarera ang dalawa. "They haven't change," Komento ni Killrose habang nakatanaw sa mga paparating. "They are reckless driver," Sagot ni Tana. "Kawawa ang angkas nila," Umiiling na komento ni Killrose.

It was unsafe! But a dumb decision kicked in her mind when she noticed a familiar concrete street sign few meters from where she was standing. That landmark… oh hell! Next thing she knew was she’s driving her hot pink Ferrari Enzo to that uncertain and restricted road, fast and furious. Char! Come what may, hunny!

“I need to get out of here, Drako.” Tahimik siyang bumaba. Mabigat ang bawat yabag niya. At habang papalapit siya, unti-unti akong napaatras. Napapikit ako saglit, sinusubukang pigilan ang pag-iyak. "You're not thinking straight," mariin niyang sabi, habang papalapit. “You’re being reckless.” “Reckless?” Naalimpungatan akong tumawa, mapait at puno ng sakit. “No, Drako. I’m just desperate.”

That fucking fast! Niyakap ng mahigpit ni Rocco si Madison. Walang nagawa si Madison dahil nanghihina na siya lalo na nang maramdaman niya ang init ng katawan ni Rocco sa kanya. She suddenly feels safe and secure. She couldn’t believe that she’ll feel calm in one held of Rocco. “Please…Madison…I don’t want you to do reckless things just to stalk me…damn! I won’t die in a fucking bullet but I would die in a fucking heart attack because of you…”

The wasteland stretched open in every direction, flat and dead, but our hover scooters carved little pulses of life into it. Ian and Keilser rode ahead, and honestly, I didn't expect them to be that good. Ian moved like she'd studied the scooters' physics before mounting one. Keilser, on the other hand, was the opposite. Wild. Reckless. His scooter swerved in tight, masterful arcs like he was dancing with the road, every tilt a dare to gravity.