The Wedding Planner

Chapter 3: The Reason

(Patricia’s POV)

8:30… I’m home… buti nalang walang masyadong traffic, I can sleep early.

BOOOOOOOGGSSSHHHHH!

(Just imagine the sound of a breaking glass, guys.. hahaha!)

Arrrggggghhhhh! Again?!
Kalmado akong pumasok sa bahay namin…
and I am right.. nagwawala na naman si Mama, she’s drunk everynight, hindi ko na alam kung naka-ilang bili na ko ng baso, laging binabasag e!

“Ma” I said, habang dahan dahan ko siyang tinatayo..

“he left us, Patricia! He left us!” mama said while crying

Kinuha ko yung glass of alcohol na hawak niya… I closed my eyes for a while and take a deep breath..

“manang, paki-akyat na si mama sa taas”

Agad naming lumapit si manang at inalalayan si mama paakyat sa kwarto niya..

“I am telling you Pat, don’t give your heart away!” mama shouted before she entered to her room..

Naglagay ako ng vodka sa glass and went out of the dining area…

I am standing here in our pool area..

Don’t give your heart away…
Don’t give your heart away…
Don’t give your heart away…

Tsssss! -___- I know! Kabisado ko nayan! Nakasaksak nay an sa utak ko.. everynight, yan ang linya ng nanay ko..

This is the reason why I don’t wanna go home..
It hurts me seeing my mom like that, this house is full of fucking memories of my mom and her ex-husband… yeah, my dad.. but I don’t wanna call him dad anymore, simula nung iwanan niya kami... wala na kong tatay!

I used to be a daddy’s girl. He’s always reading fairytales before I go to sleep.. they showed me a picture of a happy complete family, their love story inspired me, my parents are my definition of love.. I admired him for such a loving husband and father… sabi ko pa dati, “I wanna marry a man na katulad ng daddy ko.” I know he loved my mom.. I felt it.. pinagluluto, sinusundo sa trabaho, inaalagaan… I can hear them saying “I love you”, he always surprise my mom.. para silang mga teen-age couples in love na in love sa isa’t isa.

We thought everything is fine… everything is in right places…
until one day, my mom saw him holding other woman’s hand..
what makes it worst? My dad choose that woman over us… yes, he left us!

I was 14 years old, wala akong magawa kasi naguguluhan din ako sa mga nangyayari… I wanted to shout at him! I wanted to slap his face! tinapon niya yung magandang pagsasamahan nila ni mama… my mom was and STILL heart broken, she’s depressed, her life is miserable.
10years… I hear my mom crying every single day. I can feel she’s still in pain every fvcking day… it isn’t easy for her, it isn’t easy for me either… but I need to fight this pain… I need to be strong kasi mahina na yung nanay ko emotionally, kung magiging mahina din ako, san na kami pupuluting mag-ina? Sa mental? No! I will prove to that man that he made a mistake for leaving us! Ipapamukha ko sa kanya na kaya namin ni mama na wala siya…

From then on, I don’t believe in love anymore… I am not going to be like my mom and like girls out there who is crying over a guy. No! Never! I will NEVER EVER give my heart away!

"Good morning, nak!" mom. We’re having a breakfast, okay na siya… nakatulog na, mamayang gabi ganun ulit eksena naming.

“feeling much better now?”