Cursed Destiny (To Be Continue)

Chapter one

CHAPTER ONE

KATEYLYN

Since when i was a kid, I've learned to be an independent.

My name is Katelyn Bliss Alvarez, I don't know why my mother named me 'Bliss' when i know she's not happy to have me at her young age.

My mother's got raped by who don't know guy. That guy's nowhere to be seen, my mother never get a justice for herself, when that guy runaway with his crime. And that guy is my father. My mother resented my father. I grown up with her madness.

She makes me feel that taking care of me is just her responsibility, but not because she really loved me or if she really love to do it.

I grown up like an independent girl, who can play how ever long i wanted.

My mother didn't pay so much attention for me, she's to busy with her job. I almost grown up with another mother, and that woman is my best friend's mother. She's the one who makes me feel how warm to have a mother.

My Mother, she disgusted me as her child. I'm a rapist daughter, and i can bring back all the bad memories to her, whenever she looked at me.

Sometimes i know she loves me, but somehow i do know that she wished me to be gone.

Thanks to Tita Pauline, who treated me as her own daughter, so i felt warm in my loneliness.

But that old philosopher's right. Nothing is permanent in this world. You can't ever say if the person you loved will stay long or not. Even the doctors using a percentage to predict your death, because even the smartest person in the world will never know what will happened to our tomorrow.

Tita Pauline's died in a car accident when I was 12, years old. Head injuries killed her. Since that day, i felt completely cold in the darkness. My mother kept on asking me, why should i feel or cried as if my own mother died? She's still alive!

I wanted to tell her how cold she was, but i can't. I can't tell her how much i love her but felt so empty whenever she makes me feel that I'm a daughter of an evil who just ruin her life. She resented my presence and existence, so do I.

"Kate, tinititigan mo nanaman 'yan?"

Napatingin ako saglit kay Cindy, na bigla na lang lumitaw sa tabi ko. Linggo ngayon kaya naman pareho kaming walang trabaho. She asked me kung pwede raw siyang magstay na muna sa bahay ko ngayon. Nag-away kasi sila ng live-in partner niya kaya ayaw niyang umuwi sa kanila. Pumayag naman ako dahil wala akong kasama sa bahay. Sa tuwing linggo mas pinipili kong manahimik lang sa bahay at magpahinga. At age 25, i admit na nagsasawa na 'ko sa paggala. Mula teenager ako ay halos puro kaibigan ang inatupag ko, wala naman kasi akong responsibilidad sa bahay o sa pamilya namin.

Siguro pangunahing dahilan na rin kung bakit tinatamad na 'kong gumala nang gumala kapag wala akong trabaho. Mas gusto kong magpahinga.

Isa pa, sa pagiging hands on ko sa pagiging Interior designer, kailangan ko rin talaga ng mahabang pahinga nang hindi naman ako bigla na lang mamatay sa pagod.

Binaba ko ang picture frame na kanina ko pa tinitingnan. Picture 'yon ni Mama kasama ang step father kong si Tito Allan. Nakilala siya ni Mama bilang kliyente ng pabrika na pinagtatrabahuhan ni Mama mula bata pa lang ako. Hanggang sa nanligaw 'to kay mama. I didn't track much kung gaano na sila katagal na magkakilala o nagliligawan.

All i know, 15, years old ako nang magpakilala siya sa 'kin bilang manliligaw ni Mama. 17, years old naman ako nang maging sila, hanggang sa nagpasya na silang magpakasal. Isang taon pa lang sila no'n pero tanggap ko naman si Tito Allan. He's been so sweet, and he treated me as his own child. He's more like my parent than my mother.