I walked behind Kuya and did not pay any attention to the eyes of people on me just like what Dad and Kuya adviced.It was almost a typical day for me except for the fact that Dad was orienting me more strictly today and handed me more papers to check or read.I was busy skimming on the papers when I saw a familiar name.Alonso.Alonso, Cleandra Myrtle.Why the hell is her name here?Clea, you just gave me more idea about what I want to do.I was so motivated today. So eager to finish everything that I have started.If only I have find out about this earlier, I shouldn't have stayed somewhere and had fun of playing around in a small playground.Playing in a vast playground where the risk is high is so much better than sitting on a swing or swinging on the boring monkey bars. I feel so thrilled.It's rainy today. The clouds seems to have a problem that all it can do is to cry due to the heaviness of the problem.I change into a plain pastel shirt and leather shorts. It's a good thing t
I showed him his keys. He looked at me in the face then squinted his eyes. He grabbed the keys from my hands then clicked his tongue."First, you sounded like my wife. And now, you look like her," He held his temple. "Fuck! I know that I am drunk but this is too much. I think I am seeing a lot of apparitions right now.""What? Are you on drugs?""My dad will kill me if I do. And I don't want to try taking drugs, he'll get disappointed even more."I stared at him. "Fuck," He cursed under his breath then poked my faced. He took a step backwards. "You're real.""Well, I am not a ghost," I rolled my eyes then grabbed the keys from his grasp."Athijha," He called my name then pulled me by the wrist. "Athijha.""What now?"I opened the passenger seat of his car then guided him. "Get in, drunk man."He laughed. "Okay, my wife. Don't be so annoyed," He was chuckling so he almost knocked his head. "Careful, love."I shut the door then went to the driver's seat. "I'll take you home.""I can bri
I sat on my bed. I mentally shook my head and chuckled a little."What have you been doing, Exiquel?" I asked.The door of the bathroom opened as soon as fired that question. I looked at his direction. I knew he's here.I stood up then stand by the the window, looking at the scenery outside."Why are you doing this now?" I whispered.I faced him. "What are you up to, Exiquel?"He smiled weakly. "Nothing, love.""The last time you did something good to me sent me down further. This is a scheme again, isn't it? You're planning to hurt me again, right?""It's not like that, Athijha," His eyes welled up."Exiquel, if you're planning to make everything a game between hearts again, please stop. Our lives are already at peace. We're finally living in peace. Please, don't ruin it. I know that we're both happy now. That we have grown apart. Just go and be happy with Clea.""Is that how you think my life has been going, love? Clea has a family now...""And mom still ships you with her," I said
"I was dreaming. What was it, love? I can't remember anything. I don't know. Why are my cheeks wet?" I asked absentmindedly.He caressed my cheeks then planted a feathery kiss on my forehead. "It's okay, love. You were crying though. Let's just pretend that it was just a nightmare, okay?""Sounds bothersome," I replied then tilted my head.A thousand volts hit my body as I felt countless butterflies dancing in my stomach like crazy.My eyes widened the moment that I have realized what he's doing.He's gently kissing me.He's fucking kissing me!And it was like my hands have their own life. They traveled from his arms to his nape and his cheeks.I am shamelessly responding to his kisses.My eyelids seemed to be heavy. My cheeks started heating up while staring at his face.I can feel the heat of his palms against my neck and it gave me ticklish sensations I have always been afraid to face yet have been longing to feel for the past one year and eleven months. Nevertheless, I don't want
"At first I thought you really did, but I guess it was just your facade that has changed.""What is that supposed to mean, Exiquel?""What I am saying is, no matter how you try to cover it... or use anything as your defense mechanism... your true self is always leaking," He tilted his head then smiled. "You do not want to lose yourself. The real you... the old part of you... the you that is covered... the current you."I shut my mouth. I was unable to say anything. He's right. He's so fucking right that I want to yell at him so bad. I really hate how he knows me so well. I hate how he always figures out what is running in my mind.I hate it!I hate him!I stared at his eyes then pulled myself together. I looked at him with courage and fierceness. Trying to be so mighty, not wanting to crumble in front of him because of the fact that he just spitted like it is the most obvious thing in the world."What kind of tragedy?" That is what I want to know. "It looks like it was scrapped. There
"I... I didn't mean to break it," I mumbled.Dad threw the watch on my face. It hit my forehead which made me a little dizzy.I spent the night crying in my room while covering my ears. They're at it again.Mom and dad are screaming at each other again, fighting to prove a point that almost makes my ear bleed. Tears are continuously rolling on my cheeks.I flinched when I heard the sound of a vase breaking into pieces.It's always like this. Every night, every time they see each other, they'd just start arguing from the smallest thing until every issue gets involved.They'd start throwing things and painful words to each other like it is the only way to win their stupid war.I hid myself under the comforter and curled like a baby.After almost an hour, they stopped fighting. One of them probably stormed out of the house again or walked out like they're rushing errands again.Money. This family thought me that money runs the world.Sometimes, I would hear my mom say, "I only married yo
Why am I even trying to see what others can see when I have my own eyes?I should head home now too.I was astounded upon seeing such a scene when I was standing behind the gates.Dad pushed mom out the threw her clothes on her face."This is what you want, right? You want to leave this house, right? Ely? Then leave, bitch! Go to your goddamn lover!" He yelled.Mom pulled her hair and screamed. "It's you, Arnold! It's you who wants me out of your fucking house to let your other family here!"I feel like I just turned deaf upon hearing that. Dad has a family other than us."So, I am right," mom said while nodding her head. "You do have another family. How did I know? Ask me how, Arnold!"Dad was just staring at her madly laughing while crying. "You thought I wouldn't find out because I am an idiot you say. Hahaha! Between the two of us, you are the birdbrain! Going on a business trip for a week alone... wasting money on toys for the charity when you can't even buy your son one is such
My heart was throbbing for her.Her tears kept on falling like her eyes were a broken faucet."No one ever said that there's an easy way,When they're closing all their doors,And they don't want you anymore,This sounds funny, but I'll say it anyway,"I brushed her tears away with my thumb. Her cheeks were so cold and delicate. I wonder if she ever felt fragile."Girl, I'll stay," I whispered then pulled her gently.I caressed her hair while her head was resting on my chest. I can still hear her faint sobs but it's gradually fading away. We were in that position until her body relaxed, and now, I am supporting her weight alone.I stared at her tear-stained, sleeping face. She still looks like an angel but something about her really seems off. She's somehow... she's somehow paler than usual.My heart started to race the moment I realized that her body temperature isn't normal. I carried her then ran through the hallway on our way to the infirmary.I sat next to her while she's asleep.