The Rebellious Princess (Slow Update)

Chapter 3

Good morning! Rise and shine!.... Good morning! Rise and Shine!

Argh! Stupid alarm clock! I still want to have a sleep!

I rose up and glared at my alarm clock... its still 7:30...

Wait! What?! 7:30...

I did my best to do my morning rituals as fast as I could, well actually my morning rituals became a routine... cramming. Yeah! That's what I always do.

When I reach down stairs I saw my mom and dad sitting on the dinning table. Father holding a cup of coffee and a daily newspaper on the other hand. My mother, well, sitting prettily while munching her food beside my father.

It's a miracle that they are still here. I mean they are always out of town expanding their business or else... they are at New York.

I lost my appetite as the faint past pass my memory line. When I was about to open the front door, manang Celia noticed me.

"Zianne, hija. Di ka na kakain? Aba'y kumain ka muna nang di ka malipasan ng gutom."

"Di na po manang, male-late narin ho kasi ako." I was about to run towards the car when suddenly I heard the booming voice of my Father.

"Zianne! You come here and I want to clarify things to you!" Says my ever wonderful father.

I am kinda sure he heard 'bout my detention session yesterday.

I walked my way back and heard my mother talking.

"Napakawalang modo talaga nyang anak mo! Isipin mo di man lang magawang magpaalam, she's a mess to this family. Minsan na nga lang tayong uuwi eto pa ang madadatnan natin?!, says my feeling perfect mother.

"Yes? What is it sir? What are the things you need to CLARIFY? I hope it is reasonable enough for me to skip my first subject." I said sarcastically.

Nakakainis eh! They only see my mistakes. I never felt their love and affection. They never cherish me like they do to her. they never treated me like her. I once, twice, thrice until I cannot even count how many times I made my best just for them to see me. For them to be proud of me. But nothing changed, I am always her shadow. I stopped my tracks on reminiscing my dark past the moment I felt my eyes slowly filled with liquid. I never liked crying in front of them. I wont give them the satisfaction to drown me deeper.

"You are a mess to this family Zianne! Do you know that in New York your ... " my dad started his monologue but I swiftly cut his sentence. I did not want to hear more. It's a pain in the ass.

"I never wanted to know what happened to your businesses in New York sir. I never wanted to hear you boast about her, when in fact I am the reason that she is in that place. Why can't you see the real reason behind all this mess I am creating. I hate you! All that I wanted is my the love and care of my parents, but where are you both when the times I needed you most? You are at her side having a very great family dinner, huh"

"Stop with this nonsense Zianne! You knew very well that she needs as most than you do. You can take care of yourself. Don't be that selfish!" -my mother blurted.

"Selfish? Being alone my entire life without my parents guiding me and wishing for them to at least show their love for me is selfishness, then heck with selfishness! I wanna be selfish all my life. Right now one thing is for sure. Mom, Dad... I hate you! I Hate both of you!" I yelled my last sentence . I put all my emotions and hatred with it. I then ran out of our house.

I cannot take it any longer my tears started flowing down my cheeks. This is what I hated most when they are around. It feels like I am in hell.

I decided to skip my class for the day. I will just send a note later. I know they won't believe me, but they cannot force me to go to school when I am as messy as I am right now.

Sitting on one of the benches in the park. Head phones stocked on both sides of my ears playing a music on its highest volume. My hands circling my knees. I am crying. I cried all my pain and disappointment, wishing that as my tears drop, my pain will be washed out as well.

i was so engrossed in crying when i felt grains of water on my arms. i thought those just came from the kids playing with their water guns, but i am wrong once more. i just realized those where actually raindrops.

As i looked at the sky above. it was so dark, so cloudy. 'It seems to me that nature is sympathizing my pain' i thought. I've always love the rain. Just like now, it came just in time to mask the tears escaping my orbs.

All Rights Reserved (June 28,2015)

Dionne Lou Guevarra