Chapter 29: Secret House
Katrina's POV.
"What is this" I asked. I'm not sure where we are. All I know is that we're somewhere peaceful, in nature.
"A tree house" He responds. I obviously know what was in front of me; a tree house, what I mean is bakit niya ako dinala dito?
"I build this. 2 years ago" He continued. I immediately looked at him, impressed by what he had just said. The tree house was big. It was painted in bright colors, and there are lights hanging around the tree.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked. I tried not to look interested when in fact, I was amaze.
"I build this for you."
I don't know how to reply for what he just said. May parte saakin na gustong mainis for some reasons ngunit ang ibang parte ay natutuwa sa narinig. No! stop that Katrina! Niloko ka niya! keep that in mind.
"Whatever you're trying to do. Stop it" I said before I turned my back at him. Hindi pa ako nakakalayo ay naramdaman ko ang pag hawak niya sa balikat ko.
"Katrina, hindi ganon ang intensyon ko-"
"So ano Quenji? Anong intensyon mo?" I cut him off from talking, hinarap ko siya ng may galit na nararamdaman.
"Akala ko okay ako e. I went back here because I thought I'm okay, I thought I can forget about you na because that was just a childish memory for me. I was too young to consider that as a heart break but it wasn't." I stopped and felt my tears from falling, I bit my lips and sighed.
"I haven't... moved on.."
"Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?"
"Kapag nakikita kita bumabalik 'yong sakit na nararamdaman ko" My voice cracked when I said that. I'm starting to get really emotional. My tears won't stop from falling.
"What did I do to deserve this Quenji? I questioned my self! I-I..I blamed my self" I murmured. I tried to wipe my tears but it won't stop, gusto kong mainis dahil pati ang luha ko ay taksil saakin. Ang bigat ng dibdib ko, parang naninikip.
"Nothing...don't blame your self please.." I heard how his voice cracks when he said that. I step back because he was near me. Hinawakan ko ang dibdib ko dahil sa sikip ng nararamdaman nito habang pa tuloy pa din sa pag tulo ang mga luha ko.
Parang bumalik saakin lahat ng sakit. Bumalik 'yong sakit ng naramdaman ko mismo sa araw na yon. Gabi gabi, iniisip at sinisisi ko ang sarili ko na baka kasalanan ko. He made it clear at first that he didn't like me but I pushed through it, I was such a fool to think he did.
I hate myself for even considering the possibility that, despite everything he did to me, there was a tiny part of him that seemed real.
"Yes it was a game all a long. I fucked up." He said "but I truly cared for you" He added. His tears were falling but I can barely see it because my vision were getting blurry before I wipe my tears with my hands.
"I loved you, I still do.."
"I won't try to win you back Katrina, I just want you to hear me out" He broke the silence.
"Pero fuck, magiging hypocrite ako pag sinabi kong hindi na kita gusto sa buhay ko. Ang selfish ko sa part na ayoko ng mawala ka sakin, pero hindi ko alam kung anong mukha ang hiha-harap ko sayo dahil sa nangyari sa'tin"
"Marami ng nag bago Quenji-"
"Si Lucas?" He stopped me from talking. I saw the pain in his eyes. I bit my lips and avoided his gaze.
"Do you like him?" He murmured while trying to wipe his tears.
"What about Irish, do you like her?" I asked the same question.
"No, I don't. Now answer me, do you like him?" He asked again. He's now looking at me straight in the eyes.
"No, I don't- but this isn't my point anyway. It's not about liking somebody. We can't be together. I've change. Ayoko ng masaktan ulit...ayoko ng masaktan mo ulit" Parang tinusok ang puso ko sa sinabi kong iyon. Alam pa nito na mahal ko pa siya pero sinasabi ng isip ko na mali...maling mali itong nararamdaman ko dahil hanggang ngayon may parte'ng nasasaktan pa din ako pag naaalala ang nangyari.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I have no excuses, I'm really sorry for hurting you" He said and kneeled down in front of me, he was crying so hard. I can feel his sincerity and how sorry he was.
I immediately came into him and tried to stop him from kneeling "Quenji, tumayo ka please" I stopped when he held my left hand.
"I'm sorry for hurting you. I was selfish. I was wrong. I was thinking only about myself. I should've appreciated you a little more, because now that you're gone....I'm left with regrets. Damn" He said.
"I wish I could've been better for you"
To be continued...
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