This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
GRAMMATICAL AND TYPOGRAPHICAL ERRORS AHEAD.
WARNING: This story may contains vulgar, strong language, triggering scenes which may be unsuitable for some readers. If you are not comfortable with the things mentioned above, leave this story. I do not tolerate rude and disrespectful reader. YOU ARE BEING WARNED.
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"Pagod ako, George. Pagod na ako. Alam mo kung ano ang ibig kong sabihin. Let's end this." saad ng nobyo ko.
I never thought it will end up like this. We never argued about this. I don't know where, when and how it went wrong? I never know.
We were okay for the past weeks not until he went absent and started avoiding me. Like he never knew me. Like I never existed. Like I wasn't his girlfriend.
"Nawala ka lang ng isang araw pagod ka na agad?" may bahid ng sakit na tanong ko.
"Huwag na nating pagtalunan pa ito. Alam kong pagod ka na rin. Mas mabuting tapusin na natin 'to." he told me as if he was sure about how I feel.
Talaga bang pagod na siya?
"Oo, pagod ako. Pagod ako pero I will never be tired of you. Busy lang ako dahil nag-aaral ako para sa finals pero kahit kailan hindi ako mapapagod sa'yo. You heard me? Ganon kita kamahal." paliwanag ko.
"George, this is for the better. I am doing this for your own good. Trust me, someday, you'll thank me for doing this." dahilan niya.
How the fuck would I be thankful for him for leaving me? How would I thank him for hurting and breaking my heart?
"Is this some kind of a joke?" pilit ang tawa na tanong ko. Umaasa na nagbibiro lang siya.
"I love you..." he smiled weakly.
I know.
But it feels like this was the last time I'm gonna hear it from him.
I want to hug him so bad. I stepped my feet towards him. Trying my luck.
"And this will be the last time you'll hear me saying those as your boyfriend." he continued.
Sarkastiko akong ngumiti. Sabi ko na nga ba.
Tuluyan na akong lumapit sa kaniya at hinampas siya sa dibdib.
"I hate you, Exequiel! Hindi mo man lang nilinaw sa akin kung ano ba ang problema natin?" he reached for my hands. "Ang daya daya mo. Wala ka na bang pakialam sa kung anong mararamdaman ko?"
So this is how it feels. To be loved unconditionally and then be left afterwards.
Hindi siya sumagot. Tahimik lang siya habang tila kinakabisado ang bawat parte ng mukha ko.
Ilang minuto pa ang lumipas at medyo kumalma na ako. Hindi pa rin siya nagsasalita. Nakatingin pa rin siya sa akin. May mali. Alam ko. I can see through his eyes. He was looking at my face with his sad eyes. It used to be happy. His eyes used to glow when looking at me. What really happened to you, Exequiel?
"Gabi na. Iuuwi na kita." panimula nito. No. I won't go with him.
"No." matapang na sagot ko. "Kaya ko na ang sarili ko. Umuwi ka na. Pag-isipan mo munang mabuti ang mga sinabi mo."
"George, pinaalam kita kay Tita. Huwag ka nang makulit. Ihahatid kita. Last na 'to. Pangako." mahinahon niyang paliwanag.
I looked at his face. Ang daming nagbago. Mas pumayat siya kumpara noong nakaraan. At higit sa lahat, mas kapansin pansin ang pamumutla niya.
Ano bang ginawa ng isang 'to? Pagod ba talaga siya? Nawala lang naman siya ng isang araw!
"George, please. Makinig ka naman sa akin." pagsusumamo nito.
"Ano bang mahirap intindihin sa "no"? A no is an answer. Huwag mo akong pilitin." pagkatapos ay isinukbit ko na ang bag ko at tinalikuran siya.
Kahit naririnig kong isinisigaw niya ang pangalan ko ay hindi ko siya nilingon. Ayoko. Ayoko pa siyang harapin. Masyado pang masakit. Baka magbago pa ang isip niya.
Baka pagod lang siya. Kailangan niya lang sigurong magpahinga. Kailangan ko rin siguro. He used to be my home. He used to be my comfort zone. Siya ang pahinga ko.
Pero paano kung napagod na rin siya sa akin? Kanino ako lalapit? Sino ang pupuntahan ko?
That place is our place. Our favorite place. The place where we met, where I fell in love with him, and where we shared happy memories. And I'm scared of hating that place. I'm scared of how it will remind me of our break up.
Kaya sana... sana magbago pa ang isip niya.
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