My Sister's Fianće/Husband (series#1)

Chapter 1 My Sister's Fiance/Husband

(He's the Fiance)

Seellyna's POV

"You always bring disgrace to our family" dad yelled over his shoulder. I saw him starting to convulse violently. Anger, frustration were on his face.

A chilling terror crept over me as I look how he balled up his finger. I might be rewarded with a branch of slap on my cheeks any moment.

"Bakit hindi ka tumulad sa kakambal mo? Bakit hindi mo maitaas ang mga grado mo?" muli na namang sigaw ni Daddy.

Inihagis nito sa pagmumukha ko ang isang papel kung saan ay naroon ang markang nakuha ko para sa taon na ito sa sekondarya. "Aren't you ashamed with all those marks?"

I willed myself not to cry but deep down, I'm bursting inside. I'm in pain but trying to endure it silently.

"Isa kang kahihiyan sa angkan ng mga Alcantara!" dad exclaimed before finally turning away. I saw Mom's pitiful face before following her husband. A countess looked with sad and sternly serious eyes at me before turning her back.

I tearfully picked up the papers that had scattered on the floor.

Ano bang magagawa ko?

Ito lang ang kaya ng utak ko. Kahit anong gawin kong pag aaral hinding hindi ko maabot manlang kung nasaan ngayon ang kakambal ko.

No matter what I do, no matter how hard I study, I will never be my sister. I don't know how to get such a high grade average. I don't know how to be my sister who's always good at everything. Academic studies? I've tried but not's suited to my active and adventurous character.

"Yan ang bagay sayo"

Napalingon ako ng may magsalita sa aking likuran. She's eyeing me, a wry smile twisting her lips. I saw hatred, she crossed her arms while laughing her ass off. Inapak- apakan nya rin ang mga papel na pilit kong pinupulot.

"Bakit mo pa pupulutin yan e basura naman yan?"

Tiningnan ko ang kakambal ko. Kakambal ko na kahit kailan ay hinding hindi ko makakasundo.

She's an angel infront of a lot of people but I'm the only one who knew that she's an evil. Again, she's a two-faced bitch. She has personality that would tick off the devil on his throne. Good at hiding.

"Ibigay mo sakin yan!" sabi ko sa kanya ng kunin nya ang aking drawing book.

"Basura din naman kase to kaya ang dapat dito pinupunit" she mocks me and began tearing my drawing book apart.

Wala na.

Luhaan nalang akong nakatingin sa kanya habang pinipirapisaro nya ang tanging bagay na nagbibigay sakin ng kaligayan.

"Ayan, tapos na" malademonyo syang ngumisi saken. "Wala ka namang mapapala sa pagdo-drawing mo. Kung ang inaatupag mo e pagpapataas ng grado mo e baka matuwa pa sayo si Daddy" saad nito at tumatawang lumakad na palayo.

I sat on the floor and kept crying. Sobbering, I grabbed the pieces that scattered all across the living room.

This is the only thing that makes me happy. Drawing, painting, taking pictures, a lousy,, useless dream for them but means a lot for me.

I hugged my knees to my chest and peered through my fingers. My eyes swollen and my chest sore from sobbing.

Napapatanong nalang ako sa sarili ko kung bakit hindi nalang ako naging katulad ni Celine. Bakit hndi nya ko kasing talino. Bakit hindi ko kayang gawin ang lahat ng bagay na kaya ng gawin.

"Mam Seellyna narito na po tayo"

Nagbalik sa reyalidad ang aking diwa ng marinig ko ang sinabi ni Mang Gardo.

Hindi ko namalayan na binabalikan ko na naman pala ang isang bangungot ng nakaraan ko.

Nakaraan na isa akong api-apihan. Na hindi manlang makalaban kahit lugmog na lugmok na.

Napa-ismid ako sa naisip.

Oo api-apihan lang naman ako noon. Takot na takot kapag sumisigaw si Daddy. Tumutungo nalang tuwing harap harapang paguusapan ng mga kamaganak ko.

Walang magawa kapag naisipan akong pagdiskitahan ng kakambal ko.

Pero ipinangako kong hinding hindi ko na hahayaang mangyari ulit iyon.

Lalo na ang pang-aapi ng kakambal ko.

I'm wearing a condescending smirk as I stepped out the car. I'm no longer a living marionette, frightened when Daddy yells, hiding even if I've done nothing wrong, always saying yes even if I don't want to. Minsan pa nga punching bag ng kakambal ko. Tsk.

Pero hinding hindi na nya magagawang muli iyon. Lalo pa ngayong nakaratay sa sa hospital.

"Welcome to Casa Maharlika Ma'am" a hotel employee greeted me. "This way po to Mr Funtabella's Private place" I followed him. He's leading me to where I can find the man l'll be marrying.

This is a dinner date of both sides, more likely introducing, me to him, him to me, the Alcantara and Funtabella, knowing their businesses, their background,  their--well,  I don't care. I don't agree to this. Going here is against my will.  Dad should know that. I know he's not expecting this neither Mom.

I looked at my phone.  I'm almost one hour late.  I can imagine how Dad's silently cursing right now.  And I can't wait to see what would be his reaction with how I garbed myself.

Siguradong iinit ang ulo nila pag nakita nila ang suot ko.

I wish you can hear the sound of heels clacking against the floor. The echo sounds cool too but nope.  I'm wearing a pair of shoes, complimenting the black clothes and jeans I chose to wear. I'm clad all with black.  Well, my whole look right now was designed for one purpose. that's to embarrass my Dad infront of his future family in law. 

Welcome ma'am" a man smiled at me as he opened the door. As soon as I entered I immediately saw a man with his back turned.

His gaze shifted reflectively to nothing in particular.

So he's the Fiance...

My Sister's Fiance..