Ashius Herakles Espinoza
How remorseful it was growing up without knowing nor remembering the memories that I had with my parents?
Kung iisipin ko man, sa aming magkakapatid ako ang pinaka malas. I can't even remember their faces at all but then, whenever I hear their names, I feel like...I got neglected by them.
Petty. Fucking petty.
Growing up with a messed up life, I was so sure that in the future, I'd follow in the footsteps of kuya Zeus. But then, here I am inside the agency, following in the footsteps of my other brother—Kuya Ry.
"Abo naman..."
I sighed heavily when I heard my sister's voice. Napatingin ako sa monitor ng aking laptop bago ako umahon upang tingnan ito na katabi ang pamangkin ko na tila may galit sa mundo katulad ko.
"What?"
"Do you really have to be an agent, too? Akala ko ba gusto mo na tulungan si kuya Zeus sa hacienda?"
I clenched my jaw. "I don't like it."
"But—"
"I just don't want to stay in a place where I created memories with my parents but wasn't able to remember it at all."
Natahimik si ate. He was raking Aki's hair who was sitting beside her. Nakita ko kung paano lumungkot ang mukha niya ngunit hindi ko na mababawi ang sinabi ko. I just want to do other things. In this job, I could help other people rather than make them experience the same fate that my parents faced.
Bukod pa roon, wala ako'ng nagawa na kahit ano para makakuha ng hustisya para sa pamilya ko at sigurado ako na hanggang ngayon, mayroon pa rin sa angkan ng mga iyon ang nabubuhay nang normal pagkatapos ng ginawa ng kapamilya nila sa magulang ko.
The urge to make them all suffer is so intense that I want them to face the same thing that my parents experienced.
Is this hypocrisy? That the people I wanted to protect are just selective? Na kahit gaano pa ka-grabe, gusto ko na maranasan ng lahat ng tao sa mundo na may nananalaytay na dugo ng Gonzaga ang mga naranasan ng pamilya ko?
Now, I know...if ever I got successfully driven by my anger, I'll be suspended from my work.
Bullshit.
I was so busy thinking about things that I didn't notice that my laptop already died down. Tamad ang galaw ko nang pinalsak ko ang charger nito bago ako muling sumandal sa swivel chair.
"Ash, mission," Kuya Ryzen suddenly entered my office. Napaayos ako ng upo at agad siyang pormal na tiningnan. He smirked at me.
"You look so tensed," he shrugged his shoulders.
Lumapit siya sa lamesa ko habang tintulak ang salamin upang maayos ang pagkakasabit nito. He smirked again when he put the envelope down on my table and insert his hands inside his black jeans.
"I'm still wondering why you chose to become an agent when you were clearly aiming to handle some of our business?"
I looked at him coldly. "I just want to."
"Liar," he laughed. Tinanggal niya ang kaniyang kamay sa bulsa at siya na mismo ang kumuha ng envelope upang buksan at ihanay sa harap ko ang misyong sinasabi niya. Tamad ko'ng sinundan ang kaniyang ginagawa hanggang sa binaba na niya ang huling papael na siyang kumuha ng atensyon ko.
Mabilis kong hinablot iyon upang tingnan mabuti ang pangalang nakasulat.
Nevaeh Chastity Gonzaga.
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