Sinking Deep [UNDER MAJOR EDITING]

CHAPTER 2

SINKING DEEP
(Limerence)

"Dad please!" Umagang-umaga pa lang umaalingawngaw na ang boses ko sa loob ng bahay namin.

"Frey, magsta-start na ang midterms niyo tapos gusto mo lumipat ng school?" wika ni Daddy sakin.

Umaga pa lang kasi nang nagsimula akong magmakaawang lumipat ng school. I want to transfer to Silvestre kasi nandoon ang dream girl ko.

"Dad, let me, please?" Pagmamakaawa ko ulit sa kanya. Grabe halos isang oras na ako nagmamakaawa rito pero wala, antigas ng puso.

"Honey payagan mo na ang anak natin, maybe she wants to study in a new university." Sabi ni Mom kay Dad.

That's why I love my mother so much, well, I love both of them.

"Papayagan kita pero anak alam mo namang matagal ka na sa Glorious. Sayang ʼyong pag maintain mo sa school ng ilang years," pagpapaliwanag niya sakin. "And also sayang din na hindi kita mabilhan ng kotse," dagdag niya.

"Kahit huwag niyo na po ako bilhan ng kotse, kahit maglakad nalang ako from here to there basta payagan niyo lang ako mag transfer. Please..." I pleaded again.

Bahala na kung wala akong bagong kotse, who cares? Mapipigilan ba n'yan ang nararamdaman ko sa babaeng bumihag sakin?

Of course, no.

"Is that what you want?" He asked.

"Yes, Dad, I really want to study there. The facilities are great, the campus is beautiful, and I've heard they have the best art rooms. They even have a small museum where you can display your art if they give you the chance."

The university did actually have a small museum, which I had discovered while researching schools known for their art programs. But honestly, I hadn't really seen the facilities or the campus myself—I was just bending the truth to get my way.

"Let her be, honey. She's grown now. Look at her, there's nothing wrong with changing schools," Mom said.

"I love you so much, Mommy," I replied, hugging her tightly.

My father weighted his word, "I know malaki na ang anak natin pero baka sa huli pagsisisihan niya ʼto, mga kabataan ngayon padalos-dalos kung mag desisyon." He said.

"I'm no longer a kidanymore. I possess the ability to discern between right and wrong decisions. Sayo ako nagmana, diba?" Sabay hawak ko sa braso niya para madala siya. "And now I stand as an independent woman. Please trust in my capabilities."

"Anong magagawa ko?" sabi niya, "You're just like your mother hindi ako makatanggi.

Mom and me both chuckled as we both hugs him.

"You're the best. My parents are the best!!" I shouted.

Anthony Je Mercedez, my father's name, holds a degree from the esteemed university, a renowned institution situated in the United States. He pursued a career as a Civil Engineer. A successful one. He has a lot of project up until now, pinag-aagawan siya ng mga company. Patricia Geovannie, my mother, is of mixed heritage, with British and Filipino roots. She has excelled in her profession as a chef. Fate brought my parents together, where they not only found love but also supported each other in pursuing their dreams.

When I was a kid  plano na nila na doon ako mag-aral sa US where they graduated as a successful degree holder pero na stuck kami sa bansa because my father holds a lot of projects leading me to study here.

My parents raised me to be humble. I don't just get what I want—if I want something, I have to work for it. At every family gathering or event, I'm always included because they cancel their own schedules just to be there for me. I'm truly grateful to have parents like them.