Prologue

149 6 6
                                    

(This is the story of Jenny. Sheila's bestfriend in The Virgin Stripper story.)

************

Prologue

He is looking at her eyes intently while holding her hand so tight like he doesn't want to let her go anymore. Iisipin ng ibang taong nakakakita sa kanila that they are lovers. But unfortunately for her they are not.

"What are you talking about Chris? I think I didn't heard it right." I asked him but my eyes are already blurry of the tears that i am trying to control not to fall.

"We can't have that relationship you want." He's still looking at me.

"Why not? Alam mo naman na mahal na mahal kita 'di ba?" di ko na napigilang tumulo ang mga luha ko, kusa na talagang tumulo mula sa mga mata ko at parang walang kaubusan ang mga ito.

"Sweetheart you are only fifteen and what you feel for me is just an infatuation."

"No! its not an infatuation. I do really love you so much. Five years lang naman ang tanda mo sa'kin ah, " di ko mapigilang humikbi.

"Please listen to me, hindi pwede ang gusto mo'ng mangyari. You can't be my girlfriend and will never be."

"I thought you love me, you always say that you love me." Parang hinihiwa ang dibdib ko sa sobrang sakit na nararamdaman ko.

"Yes I do love you and care for you, but not in a romantic way tulad ng iniisip mo. Iyon ay dahil kinakapatid kita. And you are like a little sister to me."

Ouch...Ano pa ba ang mas sasakit doon sa sinabi niya. Parang hindi na ako makahinga sa sobrang sakit ng nararamdaman ko sa dibdib ko. Siguro mas pipiliin ko pa ang masipa at masampal sa mukha kesa sa marinig ang mga sinasabi niya ngayon. Sobrang sakit at mabigat sa dibdib parang hindi ko kakayanin. Tuloy pa rin ako sa pag-iyak at tinanggal ko na rin ang pagkakahawak niya sa kamay ko.

"Why? Do you love someone else? May mahal ka ba'ng iba?" It was like a whisper came out from my mouth.

Huminga siya ng malamin at tumingin sakin ng matiim. Mga ilang segundo rin siya na nakipagtitigan sakin.

"Yes, and I love her. Mahal na mahal ko siya. Siya ang babaeng gusto kong makasama hanggang sa pagtanda ko." umiwas siya ng tingin pagkatapos niya sabihin sa akin yun.

And those words are like knives that stabbed me directly to the center of my heart where the nerve that made me hurt located. Sobrang sakit.

Hindi ko na napigilang humagulgol. He tried to reach for my hand pero iniwas ko ito. "Sweetheart please stop crying, I don't wanna see you like this. It hurts me to see you cry." He tried to make me calm by hugging me pero lalo lang ako naiyak sa ginawa niya. Why does he need to be sweet and caring to me after all what he said.

"Please try to understand that i can't be the prince you are dreaming. Next month after ng graduation mo ay aalis na ako papuntang States for my master's degree. And I will stay there for good, to take over the family's business. Maybe someday you will realize that we are not meant for each other. When you grow up at maging ganap na dalaga ka na saka mo maiintindihan ang lahat. I'm sure pagtatawanan mo nalang ang mga nangyari ngayon." He said to me smiling, maybe he's trying to lighten me up but hell I can't pretend to be okay when in fact I am not.

"How can you say that when right now you broke my heart into pieces. You still manage to smile when right now i felt like dying." I said to him without looking at his face.

"Jen, sweetie I am sure maiintindihan mo rin ang lahat kapag nasa tamang pag-iisip ka na. Who knows when you meet someone else you will forget me or you won't recognize my face anymore." He said it in a serious tone. Pero bakit parang may nahimigan ako na panghihinayang sa boses niya at parang may lungkot sa kanyang mga mata habang sinasabi niya ito.

Tumayo ako at tiningnan ko siya sa mga mata niya habang umiiyak pa rin.

"No Chris! I swear it to you that there is no other man than you that is worthy of my love. And I'll prove it to you that I, Jennica Ramos was born ONLY for you..."

I was born Only for You...Tahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon