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It was a dark blue handkerchief with his name engraved in it.
"Oh punasan mo 'yang mukha mo pagkatapos mo. Mukha kang basahan."
"Uhm--No thanks. Who knows baka may Chloroform diyan." I hesitated and wiped my tears using my white uniform. Damn it! Why do I always forget my handkerchief? Argh! You're so stupid talaga Nicolette!
He chuckled. "Iba talaga pagkakakilala mo saakin noh? Hirap talaga pag gwapo palaging nami-misinterpret. hays." he sighed and went to sat beside me.
"Naging estudyante noon si ate ni Mrs. Dizon. Top student siya ni Mrs. Dizon sa klase niya noon. Sobrang close nila, parang mother and daughter tandem ganun? Nakakainggit nga yung samahan nila. Hirap paghiwalayin. Tapos ayun, nagkaroon ng aksidente. Masakit. Nakakadurog. Alam mo yung parang kalahati ng pagkatao ko yung nawala? Simula nung nawala si ate, sobrang lungkot ko. Halos hindi nga ako makapag aral ng maayos eh. Muntikan na akong bumagsak sa mga klase ko."
I looked at him confused. Why is he acting as if nothing happened? May amnesia ba 'to? Parang kanina lang at nung mga nakaraang linggo he was just ignoring my existence, then now? he's trying to talk to me? Asshole.
"Why are you telling me that? Don't you remember what happened? You know what? Just leave. I know naaawa ka lang saakin and you are just taking advantage of my situation right now. Stop pretending as if you care because I know you don't." I distanced myself and looked away while my hands are hugging my knees.
"Noong mga panahon na iyon? Nandoon si Mrs. Dizon, alam niya lahat ng pinagdaanan ko. Para saakin para ko na rin siyang 'mama', tinulungan niya akong makabangon. Siya yung andyan noong mga times na kailangan ko yung parents ko. I'm very aware that our closeness were always misunderstood by others, pero anong gagawin ko? Hindi ko kayang talikuran yung taong nagsilbing nanay at tatay ko. Three in one nga eh, may teacher ka na, may nanay at tatay ka pa! Hahaha. Alam mo kapag napunta ka rin sa kalagayan ko? hindi mo rin kakayanin na layuan yung taong pinaranas sayo yung pagmamahal na deserve mo. Yung pagmamahal na kahit minsan, hindi mo naramdaman sa mga magulang mo." His words stung my heart yet it also kinda made me feel relieved at the same time knowing that I am experiencing the same struggle as his. I slowly looked at him, even though he's calm I'm sure that he's in deep pain.
Parehas lang pala kami. We're both looking for our parents comfort. I guess I was wronged about this guy. I really thought at first that he was a jerk. Paano ba naman? The way how we met was a total chaos. He's lucky he has his own Mrs. Dizon who is willing to act as his parents. While me? I only have myself. It sucks right? I know I have my friends but alam mo yung feeling na, you have someone but you're still longing for attention? That feeling na para ka parin mag isa. It's hard to escape from that feeling. It is like someone is rescuing me from drowning but I'm still slowly drowning and I can't feel a single thing except pain.
He stood up and sighed again." Sana nalinaw ko na sayo kung bakit ganun kahalaga saakin si Mrs. Dizon. Kung hindi pa rin nun nabago yung iniisip mo, choice mo na yan. Wala na akong magagawa haha. In fact, I shouldn't be explaining this to you. Sobrang pinapahalagahan ko lang yung friendship natin at ayaw kong sa simpleng misunderstanding lang mawawala na lahat ng iyon." and he turned his back against me which made me feel more guilty from what i did.
Well I do deserve being gulity. Brielle and Catrine were right. I really should have listen to him first.
He was about to leave the garden when I stood up and gathered all my courage. "Wait---"
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