Cahira (On-Going)

7: Silver Lining?

"CASTIIIIEEEEL! MAGPAKITA KANG YAWA KA!"

I threw myself on the bed as I receive no response from the angel of destruction. Great. Kung kailan kailangan ko siya roon naman siya wala. Wait, eww, let's rephrase that.

Napalingon ako sa pinto nang may kumatok. At first I thought it was Castiel but that jerk would not bother knocking the door. He will just crash into my unit. Sa tingin ko 'yung mag-amang makulit ang kumakatok.

Hindi ko na sana bubuksan ang pinto pero mas lalong lumalakas ang pagkalampag. Parang masisira na ang pinto dahil sa sobrang lakas. Syempre di ako natatakot na buksan ang pinto at harapin kung sino man ang halimaw na 'yun.

Pagkabukas ng pinto, susuntukin ko na sana ang mukha ng kumakatok pero napaatras ako nang may babaeng yumakap sa akin. Dali-dali rin siyang kumalas at sinara ang pinto.

"Eunice? Ang kapal naman ng mukha mo," I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. Pagkatapos niyang sabihin na wag ako tumingin sa kanya, ganyan? Paano niya ako nasundan sa unit ko?

After that scene, tinapon ko na lang ang feather kung saan at nagmamadaling bumalik sa condo unit ko. I may be bad but that's drugs. I don't do drugs. Kahit kailan di ako magda-drugs at ayaw kong ma-involve sa drug transactions. Kahit ano, wag lang drugs.

I had enough.

"Please, I need your help," she begged. Iyak din siya ng iyak. Wait, is she high?

"Sasabihin mo bang bumili ako? Sorry not sorry. First of all, I'm broke. Second, get out of my unit."

"Hindi naman sa ganun!" she screamed and cried again. Kung sakaling may pumasok na police sa unit namin at nakuhanan 'to ng drugs, pati ako masasama. Delikado.

"Then what?! Idadamay mo ba ako sa kasalanan mo? Well sorry kahit close na close tayo di mo ako mahihila sa drugs mo."

She was silent so I continued, "Sinabi mo na sa akin na hindi ko sasabihin kahit kanino. Okay fine as if namang may mapagsasabihan ako. Now, go out.

"I only did this because of my family!"

I rolled my eyed as she began crying again. She is really under the influence of drugs at ayan na naman ang excuse na ginagawa ko para sa family ko ganito ganyan just to justify their deeds

"I am a child from rape."

As she said that, pakiramdam ko may mabigat na batong nasa loob ng puso ko. Six words but full of agony. Should I listen to her?

"My mom was so devastated nang malaman niya na buntis siya weeks after niya ma-rape. She was only 16. She never treated me right. Lagi niya pinapamukha sa akin na kadiri ako at sana hindi na lang ako nabuhay. I learned from my grandmother na tinangka ni mama magpalaglag pero binabantayan nila kaya hindi niya nagawa."

"Because of her destructive behavior, nasa custody ako ng grandparents ko. Later on, nag-asawa rin si mama but she suffered from postpartum depression again after giving birth. Twins pa," her voice cracked and cried loudly.

I can't relate. Hindi ko maintindihan bakit kailangan may drugs dito. Is she taking drugs to forget her problems? To forget her mother? 'Yun ba reason nila for taking drugs?

"She nearly killed her husband kasi naalala niya ulit 'yung day na ni-rape siya. Naalala niya 'yung araw na nanganak siya noong sobrang bata niya. I was there noong hinagisan ng kutsilyo si papa muntik pa tumama sa mukha niya. My twin siblings were there crying and clinging to me," she smiled between her whimpers and looked up.

"They were adorable little girls. Since may trabaho na ako ng time na 'yun, I decided to raise them and make them happy. We were living in my grandmother's house but our mother was frequently visiting us, throwing random things sa bubong. She had gone mad. My sibling cried loudly."