Ambitious Series: Zenon (BxB)

Chapter 4

       August 2011

         "Strenghten your punch Z! C'mon! Punch that bag harder!!" sigaw ni Coach Dennis sakin. I was focusing my energy and strenght in my legs thats why I don't really focus much on punching. Mahina ang tuhod ko. I train my legs more than my upper body.

    I have a strong punch to begin with. Pero kapag nasa laban na, I feel so distracted with how my legs crossover from one point to another. Minsan yun ang nagiging dahilan upang matumba ako while trying to dodge every punch my opponent is giving me.

   Sinuntok ko ng sunod sunod ang punching bag and blow one strong punch making it swing higher than expected na nagpalaki ng mata ko. What the hell was that?
  
   "Z!! What the fuck? Anong nangyari? What was that?" gulat din na tanong sakin ni coach. Napabaling ako sa kanya habang humihingos. I stared blankly at my coach with fear in his eyes.

    "Who is bugging you Zenon? May gumugulo ba sayo?" tanong ulit sakin ni coach but I didn't answered him.

   I walked out of the ring instead and walked over to the locker rooms and tried to settle myself down.

    Hanggang ngayon, hindi ko parin kasi makalimutan ang lalaking yun. Why do I keep on thinking about him? He was an asshole yet I have this unexplained feelings inside of me. Hindi ko maintindihan ang sarili ko.

   Napahilamos nalang ako sa aking mukha at napabuntong hininga. I can't go on like this. Bakit sa lahat lahat ng lalaking nakaharap at nakalaban ko na, he is the one that I cannot forget?

    "I found the right time and place finally.." isang malalim na boses ang biglang nagpabilis ng tibok ng puso ko. Napabaling ako sa kinaroroonan ng boses and there was the guy who owned that voice.

    Levi..

    "Tama nga ang sinabi nila.. You work out here. I can't believe that a faggot like you can be amusing. Ngayon palang ako nakakilala ng baklang gustong gusto na nakikipagsapakan." he said with a smirk on his lips.

   I clenched my jaws and fists when I heard that fucking words again from him. Hindi nga talaga siya magbabago kahit kailan. Yet my insides are getting excited when he say those bullshit in my face.

   "Ano ba kasing pakialam mo? Why do you care kung isa akong bakla at gusto kong makipagsapakan? Why? Nakakababa ba sa pagiging lalaki mo ang ginagawa ko?" sunod sunod kong tanong sa kanya na kinatawa lang niya ng malakas.

  "Tss.. Because no one messes up with me. And I can't just let it go. Yung ginawa mo sakin two weeks ago. And I admit, nasaktan ang pagkalalaki ko. A fucking faggot just punched me in and knocked me down. It's unacceptable." sabi pa niya while that annoying smirk in his face was not going away.

   "I am avoiding you now. So bakit mo pa ako sinundan? To get back at me? Yun ba ang gusto mo?"

  Lumapit siya sakin and I stood up, and we were face to face. And my heart was rampaging again.

   This feeling that just grown out of nowhere is suddenly making me uncomfortable. His eyes, his lips. I want to look at them for a very long time. Hindi nakakasawa. I want to have a taste of his lips. To feel how soft his lips are.

   Bakit naiisip ko yun? Why do I feel like he enchanted me by his mesmerizing looks.

   "Stop staring at me fag.. I know that I am handsome. Halatang halata sayo na gustong gusto mo ako." he said and smiled sheepishly. Napalukot naman ako ng aking noo.