After my birthday, I became aloof to both of my parents.
Kay Dad dahil tangina niya, kay Mommy dahil sobra na akong nadidisappoint sa kaniya.
How come that she never saw my pain? How come that she never noticed how hard it was for me to live my life? How come that she never realized that her husband is evil?
I love and respect my mother so much. I am giving away too much love for her but I don't think she can reciprocate it.
I am doing my best in school. That's where my mind is at right now. I wanted to focus more and draw myself more to studying. I am still in Senior High School and I am looking forward to my college life.
I am planing to move out, once I turn eighteen.
For now... I guess I just have to endure all the pain I am feeling by myself until I get myself free from the rope where I am currently bound.
I told myself, that once I have my degree, I will make a name for myself. I don't want to carry the name of my father.
It disgusts me.
I wanted be known for what I am capable of and my credentials. I don't want to inherit my success. I want to work hard for it.
Even though my future career isn't really clear to me as of now, I keep on doing my best in school.
Sometimes, I want to become a doctor, a lawyer, an architect, an artist, and my list goes on.
Hindi pa ako sigurado sa gusto kong course pagtungtong ng college and I think that's okay. I still have time that's left for me to decide on that. I just got to push myself harder in achieving things that I want for myself.
Doon ko nilibang ang sarili ko. Sa pag-aaral, pagbabasa, minsan ay nagsusulat din ako. Dahil kung hindi ko lilibangin ang sarili ko, malamang ay nababaliw na ako ngayon.
It has been six months since I had a proper conversation with my mother. As for my father, I didn't speak to him even just once since the gruesome kissing incident.
My abhorence for him is a lot bigger than my physical body. I hate him that much.
"How's school, Nina?" Mommy asked over dinner.
As much as I wanted to eat alone inside my room, dinner requires me to join them in our huge dining room. I started to hate dinner, too. I consider it as another pain in the ass for me.
I can feel my father's gaze and I tried so hard not to roll my eyes at him.
I know that he already knew what I feel towards him, because after that kiss, he didn't do any unusual and disgusting thing to me, except for his stares. I find his stares really uncomfortable.
He shouldn't have done anything that made me feel uncomfortable in the first place. E 'di sana ngayon, normal ang relasyon naming mag-ama. Hindi ako ilap, takot, at galit sa kaniya.
I just hope that he will continue doing nothing.
"My grades are okay, Mom. If that's what you're worried about," sagot ko sa aking ina.
My mother chuckled as if I said something funny.
"Great! We can celebrate because of that! How about a barbeque party? Or a beach trip! Just us three!" My mother said with so much enthusiasm.
No fucking way.
Beach trip... with them? That sounds like a suicide trip for me.
Negative thoughts starts raining like mad inside my head.
"Beach sounds great. I will buy a bikini for Nina." My father said.
"I can't go to the beach, Mom. I've been busy with school works." Tanggi ko agad.
Just... what the fuck?
He insisted to buy a bikini for me. What the hell?
Lahat ba ng tatay ay gano'n? I don't know but I find it weird!
"Can't you do anything about your schedule, sweetie? I really want to go to a beach trip with you and your father."
"I said I can't, Mom. Please. Don't force me to come with you. You two can go without me."
"Huwag mo nang pilitin si Nina, hon. Let her be." Sabat ng epal kong tatay.
I looked at him and saw his weird expression. He seems to be enjoying our little argument.
"Okay. But will you tell me once your schedule is free? I really wanna go."
"Alright, Mom. I'll tell you." No way. Sinabi ko lang yan para lang tumigil kayo.
Matapos ang dinner ay pumanhik na ako sa kwarto ko at ni-lock ko 'yon.
Nagtungo ako sa bathroom para makapaghanda na sa pagtulog.
It was around nine thirty in the evening when I closed my eyes and fell for a good sleep.
Or so I thought.
TRIGGER WARNING : RAPE
Nagising ako bandang ala-una nang hatinggabi nang makarinig ako ng munting ingay.
Parang lock ng pintuan. Kinakalikot.
Kahit gaano pa ako hinihila ng tulog at antok ay sinubukan kong gisingin nang tuluyan ang diwa ko.
I don't know but at that moment... I suddenly prayed for my life.
Hindi ako makagalaw. Para akong na-estatwa sa kama ko. Kahit gustuhin kong tumayo at humanap ng kahit anong pwedeng ihampas sa kung sino mang nagtatangkang magbukas ng pintuan ko ay hindi ko magawa.
Para na naman akong nakagapos sa tali na hindi ko naman makita.
Nagsimulang tumulo ang mga luha ko. Nagdasal ako nang nagdasal na sana... makayanan ko nang kumilos para matulungan ko ang sarili ko.
But then, after calling the angels... a devil successfully entered my room.
My father, who wears nothing but his boxers and his evil smirk, run towards me.
He pinned me down on my bed. He placed his one large hand on my mouth so that the people in the mansion couldn't hear my cries and screams.
He placed his leg on both of my arms to pin them down, causing my unableness to move and fight.
He successfully removed my pajama and underwear with his other hand and with no further ado, he entered inside.
At that moment, my purity bid its goodbye. With his every enter, a part of me leaves myself.
I wished to be dead after this.
BINABASA MO ANG
Untying the Rope (Mujer Fuerte Series #1)
General FictionCOMPLETED CONTENT WARNING : This story may contain explicit language, violence, self-harm, murder, and themes that can be harmful, traumatizing, and triggering to some readers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Sabi nila, kapag ipinanganak kang mayaman, lahat...