Broken Hearted Girl

Chapter Three - Tristan Nathaniel Zamora

Tristan Nathaniel Zamora

Stephanie

It's been a week since I found out that I am arranged to marry some filthy rich bastard. At kahit alam kong posibleng mangyari yon ay nagulat pa rin ako.

Siyempre, sino ba namang tao ang aakala na lalapitan pa sila ng mga taong sa tingin nila ay nilayuan at kinalimutan na sila? Damn. Little did I know uso na ang mga ganyang tao ngayon. Yung mga taong sasaktan ka tapos after all of the sudden lalapitan ka para lang humingi ng favors? Screw people and their bullshits. Screw life and its bullshits.

Pero mas nagulat ako nang sinundan ako ng tatay ko at lumuhod sa harap ko at nagmakaawang tanggapin ko na. I felt sorry for them dahil dito. I felt sorry for them dahil parang mawawala lang rin ang lahat ng pinaghirapan nila in just a blink of an eye. Mawawala lang ang lahat ng dahilan ng pagkawala ng oras nila sa akin.

Isn't it ironic? Nakakatawang isipin na ako pa ang magiging susi sa pagsalba ng isang kumpanya na itinayo ng magulang ko na siyang naging dahilan para maging mag-isa ako at mawalan ng atensyon na galing sa kanila.

I should be happy. Because finally the things that I hate the most will vanish so soon.

But even with this rebel heart and tough emotions, I still know that I am still and will always be longing for my parents care and attention. Gods above sure knows that I will kill to get them close to me and just to get what I want the most. A complete and happy Family.

And it's been three days since I chose to agree with the arrangement. Dahil natakot ako. Oo, natakot ako dahil my parents told me that if I am not going to marry their son they are going to kill me and my family. Yes, kalokohan right? Pati ako madadamay nila, bat di na lang ang parents ko? Bakit kailangan pang ganito? Seriously? Buhay kapalit ng isang utang? It's like buying someone's soul because of their debt. But I was too scared to risk my family's life so I agreed.

At first iyak ako ng iyak. Sobrang sakit sa part ko and at the same time I feel cheated. Parang hindi na patas ito. Ako na lang lagi ang naiiwan at ako na lang lagi ang nasasaktan. Ako na lang lagi ang kailangang maging livesaver ng lahat. Ako ang takbuhan tapos pag ako ang nangangailangan ako yung tinatakbuhan. Leche. And most of all kahit hindi ko naman problema parang all for one and one for all na ako na lang lagi ang tumatanggap ng consequences.

At ngayon na rin ang araw kung saan makikilala ko na ang mapapangasawa ko. And God knows so much how I wanted to pretend to be sick just to freaking excuse myself from this mess.

My mom told me that he's a fine man. Oh, siguro he must be fine. Mayaman ang pamilya nila for sure dahil hindi naman magkakautang ang pamilya nila kung cheap lang ang company nila.He is the son of one of the most well-known conpanies in the country. He graduated in University of the Philippines with a degree and as of now he is taking up his masters. And with that I am surprised and impressed at the same time. Belive it or not akala ko parin kahit I think that he will be a fine man ay isang lalaking walang alam gawin sa buhay kundi magpakasasa sa pera at puro saya lang sa buhay. Yun bang, tamad magaral, rebelde rin tulad ko at ginagamit ang pera nila para sa mga walang kwentang bagay. Yung wala siyang pakielam sa lahat at babaero, womanizer at cassanova. Akala ko talaga makakasal ako sa ganung klase ng lalake. Dahil sino ba namang mayaman at matinong lalaki ang papayag sa isang arrangement with a stranger? Buti sana kung blind date lang eh. But for pete's sake it a freaking marriage.

I was playing my fingers inside the car when my mom talked to me. "Are you okay?" She worriedly asked. "Nope, I sure ain't." But freak I am only tough outside but inside? Shit. I was hella nervous. Yung para bang makikita ko na ang future ko kasi makikita ko na talaga yung magiging asawa ko.

"We are already here." Dad said as he eyed us. He drove the car.

The hotel was breathtaking. Literal na naamaze ako. "This will be soon yours." Dad said. Nangunot ang noo ko. "What do you mean?" I asked. Mom chuckled. "The Zamoras own this." And with that nanlaki talaga ang mata ko. Wow, they sure is a rich family. This hotel doesn't look like kaya lang maafford ng kung sino. And mind you, may pangalan ang parking space nila. May malaking Perez dun sa parang led screen na kailangang itap ang ID mo if you are not the said person automatic na may lalapit sayo na security and then palilipatin ka lang ng space. They are harmless.

Once we stepped foot inside the lobby a girl approached us. Na para bang isa kaming importanteng guest. Na kailangang hindi malate ang service nila sa amin.

"Good morning po. I am Krista. The manager po. I assume you are Mr. and Mrs. Perez?" She said politely.

Dad nodded. "Yes. Where are the Zamoras?"

"This way sir." And she escorted us in a big hall. Wow, everything seems to be prepared. Pinaghandaan ang family meeting what more kung ang official tieng of knots na?

Nang binuksan nung Krista ang pinto ng hall. I suddenly felt dizzy. Which I always feel when I an so nervous. No, Stephanie. Chin up.

But one thing's on my mind. Sana naman guwapo yung mapapangasawa ko.

"Ah! Nandito ma pala kayo Myrko, Diana. So, I would like to introduce my son, Tristan Nathaniel Zamora. The one and only heir of the Zamora's." An old man said which I assume Mr. Zamora.

And with that my jaw litterally dropped on the floor. Shit how could this be? Ugh. Syempre makakalimutan ko na ang pangalan ng taong unang bumasag sa puso ko. Ghad! I hate him.

With a evil smirk he spoke.

" Hi Stephanie Alea Perez. Miss me?"