Masters of War

LII.

INT. HERA'S UNIT — 9:22 PM

Five minutes, Cronos.

Hera, I'm really sorry. I know that I did bad things to you and it looks so pathetic for me to beg for you right now.

Hindi ako gano'n mag-isip. 'Wag mo akong itulad sa inyo. You enjoy putting labels on people. Stalker? Creepy? Fuck you. You don't own the world.

I know you're mad—

I am not mad! I got hurt, Cronos! I was good to you! Hindi mo kasalanan kung hindi mo kayang suklian kung ano man naramdaman ko noon pero putang ina hindi mo kailangan maging masama sa akin! You treated me badly! You made me a laughing stock!

And because what? I was a bore to you? I look plain? Tapos ngayon, gusto mo na? When I'm finally interesting and nice to look at!?

Hera...

I finally found the courage to say this in your face. Alam mo ba na ang sakit-sakit!? I only wanted to like you and admire you. But you made my world small. My actions, calculated. Because I am being labelled wrongly. Dahil lang hind mo ako gusto noon.

So, tell me, saan ka kumuha ng kapal ng mukha, ha? To show your face here? To tell me that you like me?

Hey, please don't cry... I'm sorry.

Do not fucking touch me! You are not allowed to touch me, Cronos!

Hera, I was an asshole. I didn't know that it affected you this way. I'm really sorry. Please, forgive me. Gagawin ko lahat. Kahit ano. Just please...

No! I want you to leave me alone! Okay na ako, eh. Nand'yan naman si Zeus. Hindi kita kailangan.

Hera, please.

Time's up.