"Do as I told you unless you want your career ruined."
I can still clearly remember what he told me that day. I refused to follow him. I don't want to bulge in their lives, that way. I am a reporter, so how could he ask me to fabricate, manipulate and fucking manufacture everything?
" I heard that your brother is at the hospital, and the guy is working at the same hospital. It will not be difficult for you to take pictures and you know.. get some informations." he played the pen on his hand
" And what's with the pictures?"
" Oh come on! You know it. Take pictures of him. And her's also.. I'll ask someone to do some editing. Spread it. They'll eat the bait. After that, write the article. Report. Then you're done! Simple right?" he laughed
" I'm sorry Sir, but please tell me that I misunderstood-"
" No, you did not. You understood it all clearly. If you can't find the news then make your own news. Business as it is. "
Business my foot. I didn't know that he has this kind of mindset. Foolish.
" I'm sorry Sir, but I will not do it. You must ask others to do the task. I am out. " I stood up
" I don't like what you are doing right now, Miss Ignacio. " he clicked the pen continuously making a clock-like sound
" I also don't like what you're doing, Sir." I faced him
" Oh really? Well sorry dear, you can do nothing. Time is running out. You should take sides, or else you'll fell out. "
Fell out? Why would I fall out if I am not even part of them?
The rumours went out. And the award-winning, most followed, and trusted journalist is now a traitor.
They found out that I have been keeping him from their eyes. There are pictures of me and Axel in the restaurant, in the cafe and also in the hospital..Also there are pictures of us three taken. Those are the times when I have been seeing them yet I didn't released anything. I am betraying my news team, that is what they are saying.
They were accusing me of hiding the truth. The issue started from the network, then it spread out of the other networks.
Nagtataka nga ako kung bakit hindi pa iyon alam ng publiko. Mga kasama ko lang sa trabaho at iba pang journalist ang nakakarinig. Hindi ko lang alam kung bakit wala pa ni isa sa kanila ang nagbabalita o nagsasalita tungkol doon, dahil walang ideya ang publiko tungkol sa bagay na iyon.
And maybe they are right. Siguro nga itinago ko sa kanila ang mga nakita at nalaman ko, pero kailangan ba talaga na malaman nila? Am I required to tell them every little thing that I know for them to have something they can tell to the public?
He made me choose between my reputation or my principles and beliefs.
Now I'm doubting my decision of choosing my beliefs. Did I make the right choice of helping him?
" We should not get caught. The reporters will pick on you. We need to escape."
Hinatak ko agad siya para makababa na pero hindi pa kami nakakalapit sa hagdan ay natanaw ko na si Mike na paakyat.
" Peste talaga. Peste. Peste." bulong ko habang siinisilip ang ilalim ng mesa na natatakpan ng table cloth.
Hindi siya pwede sa ilalim. Wala siyang pagtataguan!
" Wala kang pagtataguan, peste. Saan ka magtatago? Hindi ka nila pwedeng makita."
Natataranta na ako at paikot ikot habang nagiisip kung saan ko siya itatago pero nakatayo lang siya at tinitingnan ako.
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General FictionGavin a doctor with strong and cool personality, used to abhor life, until she met loud and cheerful Ally who is grieving inside. This is not just a story, it's a window through the heavenly life of hell with regrets, bad decisions and secrets.
