My Sweet Revenge

Chapter 3- A bitch is made

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I tend to believe that all fairytales have happy endings. That when they meet and reconcile with their prince, they'll live happily ever after. Just like Cinderella and Prince Charming, Jasmine and Alladin, Belle and the Beast, Aurora and Philipp, even Ariel and Prince Eric. They all lived happily ever after.

But I was wrong to base it with my own life.

There is one thing I realized on that very day. Fairytales don't exist. They aren't real. They are only fragments of our imagination. Fairytales w/ happy endings are only possible in books. But I am not a character inside a book. I'm real. I'm alive!

The only thng that is real in this world is what we called as 'life'. And 'life' is unfair. It is unpredictable. That makes our lives full of surprises. I shouldn't have based my life on a fairytale that is only gonna happen in books. I should have realized it sooner. If I did, my heart wouldn't hurt this much now...

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Mabilis akong tumakbo palabas ng mansion. Feeling ko ay parang naiipit ako sa loob ng mansion. Parang nahihilo ako sa tuwing naalala ko ang lahat-lahat. Kung sino-sino ang nabunggo kong maid dahil parang umiikot ang paningin ko. Narinig ko silang nagreklamo pero di ko na pinansin yun because I felt like my world is falling apart.

'This isn't possible! This isn't real!' I chanted.

Pilit kong hindi umiyak habang andun pa ako sa loob ng mansyon. When I saw manang, she was sad. Like she knew what happened. Then it hit me. Noong kinausap siya, those pity smiles, those warnings, hindi ko pala imahinasyon yun. Ito pala ang ibig niyang sabihin. Kaya pinatuloy ko ang pagtakbo palabas ng bahay.

Noong nakalabas na ako ay napaluhod ako. It felt like my knees has no guts to move on now. I was catching my breath heavily. Napaisip ako sa nangyari. Pilit kong isinaisip na imposible talaga yun pero hindi eh. Kitang-kita ko ito sa mga mata ko. And that made my heart hurt so much. So much that I want to lock myself inside my room and cry all night long.

Nung bumalik na ang paghinga ko, natulala na lang ako. Pilit kong itinayo ang nanginginig kong mga binti at pinilit kong lumakad. I was like a walking dead. I look horrible. Kahit na marumi na ang puti kong sunday dress ay hindi ko pinakealaman. Kahit na buhaghag na ang nakaponytail kong buhok ay pinabayaan ko na lang. Wala na rin akong pakialam kung magiging charcoal ako dahil sa paglubog ko sa mainit na araw dahil wala doon ang iniisip ko.

Ang tanging iniisip ko lang ay ang makaalis ng tuluyan sa bahay niya. Kaya patuloy akong naglakad. Kahit wala na akong ganang maglakad ay pinilit ko kahit mukhang zombie na ako neto. I just wanted to stay away from his house. from him...

Noong nakalabas na ako sa gate ay diretso akong pumasok sa sasakyan at isinara ang pintuan. Napasandal  ako sa likuran. I sighed. The moment it went silent ay naalala ko na naman ang nangyari. I was sad. hurt. and I don't know how to ease this pain. Tumingin na lang ako kay kuya Jeje sa salamin.

Timing at kagigising lang niya kaya noong nakita niya ako sa backseat ay ngumiti siya sabay talikod. 

"Ma'am! Kumusta po? Nagkita na ba kayo ni --- Ma'am, okay ka lang ba? Ba't ang dumi-dumi ninyo? At and kalat ng buhok niyo naku--- Ma'am? Teka... umiiyak ka ba?"

Napakunot ang noo ko. Umiiyak ba ako? Wala naman ah! Ako? Umiiyak? That's so unlike me! Napatawa ako nang biglang may likidong pumapatak  sa aking mga kamay. Hinawakan ko kung saan nanggaling ang patak ng likido na yun. When I touched my eyes, I felt something wet on my eyelids, alam ko na ang kahulugan nito...