CHAPTER 25- "THE LIST"

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CHAPTER 25- "THE LIST"

"Doctor, ano na po ba ang results?"

"I'm very sorry to tell you Ma'am that Gabriella's condition is getting worse." We paused. Not believing what the doctor said. "Her heart is beating faster than normal. And it makes hard for her to breath."

"Pero doctor, may gamot naman po para sa akin, diba?"

"Of course Gab. But, this will only relieve you from pain not the whole thing."

"I... I understand."

"Gab, it will be fine. Everything will be alright." My mom reached for my hand, holding it so she comforts me.

"Doctor, mayroon na bang donor para sa anak ko?"

"Ma'am, unfortunately, wala pa rin eh. And Gabriella is still on her spot on the list."

"But I'm on the 56th. Maabutan pa ba ako?"

"I'm sorry Gab, but that's how it works. You have to understand that there are a lot of people who are just like you." F*CK!

"I... I understand doctor." Tumayo na ako at lumabas ng clinic niya. Eh, sa naiinis na ako eh! Hinintay ko nalang si mommy sa labas.

"Gab, I know it's hard. But all we can do is wait. We have to accept that. Just keep your faith. Everything will be fine, dear." Niyakap ako ni mommy, I can't help but to cry.

Umiyak din si mommy. She doesn't deserve to feel this way. She has been always a good mom. The last thing she needed is a sick daughter that could give her stress.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry."

"No, baby. Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault."

"Hindi ko man po kasalanan na may sakit ako, pero ako yung dahilan kung bakit umiiyak kayo. Mom, you don't deserve this." I hugged her tight.

"Baby, it’s alright." Pumunta na kami sa sasakyan at umuwi na.

Pagdating ng bahay, tinawagan ko si Ken na hindi ako makakapunta sa date namin.

"Why not?"

"I'm not feeling well."

"What happend? Gusto mo bang pumunta ako diyan?"

"NO! I mean, huwag na Ken. I just need some sleep then I'll be good."

"Okay, if that's what you want. I miss you." I smiled kahit hindi niya makita.

"I miss you too."

Nagpahinga ako whole day. Sabi din kasi ng doktor huwag muna akong magpapagod. Eh, ako lang naman 'tong matigas ang ulo.

Ayoko kasing kaawaan.

A week past, hindi kami nagkikita ni Ken. Ayoko kasing makita niya na ganito yung sitwasyon ko. Sinabihan ko siya na papasok ako ng club ngayong gabi since its Friday. Pupunta din naman daw siya.

Pumasok ako ng maaga para makapagpraktis narin. Magisa lang ako doon sa may stage. Hinihintay ko pa kasi yung mga bandmates ko, 30 minutes early kasi akong dumating.

Kinuha ko yung gitara. I know how to play, pero hindi ako yung sobrang galing. I just strum a tune and hummed.

“What’s the matter?”

When I looked back, it was Nate.

“Nate, ikaw pala. What are you doing here?”

“I came by to see you.”

“How did you know I am here?”

“I went to your house and you weren’t there and your mom told me na baka nandito ka na sa club but it’s a little early for your band practice.”

“Uhmm, I just needed some time to be alone.”

“Ah, I see. I’m sorry if I barged in.”

“That’s okay. Uhmm, so ano nga pala ang kailangan mo Nate?”

“I think now is not a good time. But I hope I can talk to you tomorrow?”

“Uhmm, yeah sure.”

“Great, pick you up at 11 am tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

“So, I have to go now, I’ll see you later?” I just nodded and he left.

I wonder what is he gonna tell me. I don’t know what to think anymore. There is so many problems coming and I am still enjoying my relationship with Ken. Pero, I can’t seem to do so, dahil sa walang kwentang pusong ‘to!

A few minutes after Nate left, dumating na yung iba ko pang kasama at nagpraktis na kami.

I’m gonna call my mom. I want herto be here later. I want her to hear this.

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