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This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual person, living or dead, or actual events, are purely coincidental.
This story has countless of flaws, so if you are looking for a perfect story, feel free to step back because this story is not for you.
This story contains a lot of trigger warnings, read at your own risks. Again, this is a work of fiction.
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Date started: September 2, 2021
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What happens when two hearts crossed paths with one another? Will they discover the missing pieces of their hearts in one another? Did they just meet to heal one another? or they just met just to write another heart breaking and terrible story.
I was in the middle of doing nothing when I heard loud noises from the outside, my parents are shouting... they are fighting again.
"Mara, hindi nga pwede! illegal 'yon, gusto mo bang makulong tayo?" my dad shouted the moment they entered the house. Dinig ko pa ang malakas na pagsara nito ng pinto.
"Carlo, kailangan natin ng pera!" my mom also shouted. They're not aware that their son's already home.
"Aanhin mo ba ang pera, ha? we're earning a lot, Mara. Gusto mo pang i-involve ang sarili mo sa ganiyang mga delikadong bagay." narinig ko ang malakas na kalabog sa labas at ang pagkabasag ng kung ano mang babasaging bagay.
My mom cried and it's breaking my heart. I was about to go out when I heard my mom talk. "I want to give our boy a good life. Malaki ang kakailanganin niya kapag papasok na siya sa medical school, I just want to secure his future." napatigil ako sa narinig ko. Ako ang dahilan kung bakit gusto niyang gawin ang kung ano mang illegal na trabaho dahil malaki ang kikitain niya dito.
"By doing illegal things? Really, Mara? Hindi ba ayaw mo din sa mga ganyang bagay? may savings naman tayo, and we're earning more than enough." dad said. Hindi sang ayon sa rason ng nanay ko.
"You don't understand." mom helplessly said.
"then make me understand! bakit ba kailangan pa nating gawin ang illegal na bagay na iyon? gusto mo ba ang mga masasamang gawain? you want to do that? gusto mong patayin ang pasyente na kalaban ng dating mayor? kaya mong gawin 'yon?" my world stopped when I heard those words from my father.
They were offered to do illegal things in exchange of millions. They want my parents to kill the politician's opponent para hindi na ito makatakbo sa darating na election, gusto nilang palagyan ng illegal drugs o kung ano mang nakakamatay ang katawan nito para mapalabas na overdose sa drugs ang ikinamatay nito. People can really be this evil just for money.
The said opponent was involved in a car accident and is currently confined in our hospital. I bet this opponent of the freak won the hearts of the many kaya ganon nalang ang takot ng loko.
"Pagkatapos nito ay aalis na tayo ng bansa. Pwede na tayong mamuhay ng masaya sa America o kahit saan niyo gusto. Lucas can pursue his dream there. Hindi na natin kailangang mag trabaho, that money can help us big time." mom said.
"Really? mamuhay ng masaya? wala ka na sa sarili mo, Mara. If you want to do that, then do that. I won't stop you. Pero kapag nagkanda letse-letse 'yang buhay mo, huwag na huwag ka nang babalik dito. I can raise my boy alone, we don't need your dirty money." dad said before turning his back against mom. Nakita ko ang pag bagsak ng balikat ni mommy.
Hindi ko na muling narinig ang pagmamakaawa at pag-iyak niya.
Pareho ko silang tinitingala noon dahil sa kabutihang ipinapakita nila sa mga tao. Sa pag tulong sa mga mahihirap nang walang inaasahang perang kapalit, giving free check-ups to the poor, parehong nag vo-volunteer na sumama sa mga malalayong lugar na walang hospital.
I didn't expect mom to become one of those greedy people.
I tried not to think about what I've heard, but the more I try to avoid, mas lumilinaw pa sa aking isip ang lahat ng aking narinig.
Lumabas ako sa balcony ng kwarto ko at nagpa hangin.
'I know every family has its own problems, and I admire those that stick together.'
I closed my journal at pumasok na ulit sa silid.
Unlike other boys, mahilig akong magsulat ng quotes, poems, at short stories. Mahilig din akong kumanta at mag drawing. Akala ng parents ko ay architecture ang kukunin ko kaya nabigla sila ng malamang gusto ko ring sumunod sa yapak nila.
Helping is my passion, at ang pinakamalapit na paraan na alam ko ay ang mag doktor. Kaya ko tinitingala ang mga magulang ko dahil sa kabutihan nila, but everything started to get blurry after I heard their conversation a while ago.
Napagpasyahan kong lumabas nalang ng bahay para mag lakad lakad. I need fresh air. Paglabas ko pa lang sa aming gate ay sinalubong na agad ako ng katahimikan.
Kailangan ko pang maglakad ng ilang minuto para makarating sa maingay na daan kung saan may mga motor at sasakyang dumadaan. Hindi naman kasi pumapasok dito ang mga pampubliko o ibang sasakyan dahil pagmamay-ari namin ang lupaing ito.
Hindi naman namin sila binawalang pumasok, nirerespeto lang ata talaga nila ang pamilya namin dahil na rin sa estado ng aming buhay.
Paminsan minsan ay may mga bisita naman kami. Walo lamang kaming nakatira sa malaking bahay ng aking mga magulang, ako, si daddy, mommy, ang tatlong kasambahay namin at ang dalawang driver.
Nabigla ako ng may bumanggang babae sa akin. Agad kumunot ang kilay ko nang makitang natapakan niya ang bagong bili kong puting sapatos.
"Are you okay?" tanong niya sa akin nang mapansing kumunot ang kilay ko. Ibinaba niya ang hood ng suot niyang hoodie. "I'm sorry, lutang kasi talaga ako. Pasensya na talaga." sabi niya bago yumuko. Nakatupi din ang sleeves nito. Why is she wearing a hoodie in a very hot weather?
"No, it's fine. I'm good." I said ang gave her a small smile.
This girl's cute. Singkit ang kaniyang mga mata, may matangos na ilong, mapupulang mga labi at mataas na buhok. Maputi rin ito at may katangkaran, ngunit mas matangkad pa din ako sa kaniya.
"Alis na ako, sorry talaga." she said. As she raised her arms to fix her hair, my eyes widened as I saw numbers of fresh small cuts in her left wrist.
Nakita niya akong nakatingin doon kaya agad niya itong ibinaba, nagpanggap nalang din ako na hindi ko ito nakita. Tiningnan ko na lang ang hairclip nito at ngumiti ulit.
Self-inflicted wound hmm...
"Ingat ka." I said. Tumango lang siya at tinalikuran na ako. "by the way, your hair clip is cute." I added. That made her smile.
As I look at her walking away, I couldn't help but to feel sorry for her.
People who engage in self-inflicted injury typically do so in an attempt to cope with distress, anger, and other painful emotions.
Kinuha ko ang cellphone ko mula sa bulsa at kinunan ng litrato ang nakatalikod na babae.
"Play fair. Don't hit people. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody."
-Robert Fulghum
I wonder if she already apologized to herself.
I was only a college student when I first saw her... the love of my life. I thought.
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