Eren Pierce Salazar

Simula

''When you grow up, Marry me''

''I'll be your wife. Don't worry''

''I-I'm sorry, Dad...''

He slapped me so hard, napaigik ako pero hindi ako gumawa ng ingay. I don't want my mother to know about this.

''You are a disgrace in this family! You're not my child! Ampon ka lang and you had the guts to get pregnant?''

My tears were flowing down as I listened to my father. Oo nga pala ampon lang ako. It squeezed my heart until it hurt, but I need to be strong now that I'm pregnant.

''Who's the father?!'' his voice roared.

I gulped as I answered him. ''Eren...'' I answered.

He went silent for a minute, and then he chuckled.

''Then, you just look like your mom. A whore!'' Kinagat ko ang labi ko ng sobrang diin, ayaw kong umiyak. Sobrang sakit pero bakit ganito, parang pakiramdam ko okay lang kasi mahal ko naman ang Daddy ko.

I love him, and I treated him like my real dad, but he never loved me. Ni minsan.

''It's good that you got pregnant. Finally, pwede na kitang paalisin dito sa bahay ko. You're just stressing my wife and children. Mas maganda ng wala ka dito.'' His voice was cold and stern. It hurts...

I did everything for him to love me as his own child, but I never accomplished it, kasi anak ako ng naging hadlang sa kanila ni Mommy. Mommy is just my aunt; my real mom died, I think. Tangina, sana pala hindi nalang ako nabuhay kung ganito lang magiging buhay ko.

''I'm sorry, Dad...'' I apologized again

''Don't call me Dad! You are not my child'' he said as I felt his range on my back.

Hinahampas niya na naman ako sa likod gamit ang latigo niya, palagi nalang. Pero okay lang, I still love him. He's my father, and I love him...

I closed my eyes to have strength while he was hurting me. He only stopped when I lost consciousness because of the pain.

I woke up with my body aching. I can feel the pain, ang sakit ng likod ko. But even so, it hurts. I manage to stand up and go out in my room.

Papababa na ako nang makita ko sina Mama na nasa kainan na. I saw my father look at me, sharply. Agad akong tumikhim at inayos ang katawan ko. Nakabako kasi ako kanina sa sobrang sakit ng likod ko. Nagsuot nga ako ng color black na damit because it still bleeds.

I was walking towards them when I saw my mama turn her head at me. I bit my lower lip, and I raised my head. I felt an urge to cry, but I managed to stop it. I don't want my mama to be worried.

Kung hindi siguro dahil kay Mama ay baka hindi ako nagka party. But, that party breaks me more. Dahil sa Party na iyon kung bakit ako nabuntis.

Ah, yes, I'm pregnant. I almost forgot because of the fresh wounds on my back. How can I raise this child, kung kahit nga ako hindi kayang mahalin ang sarili?

I formed a smile as I went closer to Mama. She was looking at me sweetly and glancing at my tummy. She knows I am pregnant. Siya ang una kong sinabihan at hindi siya nagalit. Hindi nagalit ang Mama ko.

This is why I can't leave this house or get angry about how my father treats me behind my mama's back, because along with the pain... There's my mama.

''How are you, Anak? '' tanong ni Mama.

I nodded and muttered. ''Okay, Ma.''

She giggled. ''Is my apo okay there?'' she asked, and I shyly nodded.