Love Poison

MY YOUTH IS YOURS

ATTENTION: This is a JhoBea FanFic. Ipo-post ko ang 1st chapter lang dito and the next 2 chapters under this title is sa isang book ko na po ninyo mababasa. Na-post rin ang part na to, doon. I changed the book title nga pala into "The SOULMATES". Anyway next update ko is GaWong One Shot and yong concept is related sa quarantine.

The SOULMATES Series

1st Title: SOUL MARKS (GaWong)
A story of two soulmates meeting at the most unfortunate time. Could they have that love story destiny had written to the stars?

2nd Title: MY YOUTH IS YOURS (JhoBea)
Everything fell apart when Jhoana's family plunged into chaos. Fueled by rage, she left everything behind including the love of her life.

3rd Title: PINK SKIES
They said, pink skies is a compilation of sweet memories, hopeful dreams and pure love. Dennise scoffed as hers is a collection of regrets, of lost chances and what ifs.

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—-Jho's POV—-

Seven years, Alitagtag...

It's been seven long years since she last sat her foot on the place she once called home. She took off her shades to view the lushness of the field and savored the warm breeze of the summer air like feeling her favorite blanket wrapped around her in its familiar gentleness and comfort. The sky is in its deep hue of blue, calm and soothing—-offering a reprieve for a weary heart and mind. Bathing herself in silence but of winds' rustling, murmuring into her ears of her own stories when she's younger—-hidden away but not forgotten—-replaying the films of the most important points in her life that she tried best to bury but failed, and she knew that she will always fail no matter how much work she exert into it yet she still pushed herself anyway not minding the emotional strain it will caused her. The memories, though the sweetest, had cost her bottles of wine during the coldest of nights in desperate effort to numb the pain while being tortured in a loop of missing the only person who she truly ever loved even though she had already locked away that certain box of affection at the farthest corner of her heart.

Leaving her hometown is the hardest decision she had ever made in her life as she had bid farewell to a place that had witness the most colorful moments that she ever had. Back then she was feeling fullfilled, had not wished for more than she already had—-surrounded by loving family, being with friends she cherished, studying fine with the course she dreamed and having a lover who always had believed in her, helped her to be a better version of herself and had showed her what unconditional love is.

Near perfect, that is. Almost, but...

Everything fell apart when her family plunged into chaos. Scandals she never thought lies within the blood in their veins. Pointing fingers, lashing of words. All of it had overwhelmed her as she was caught somewhere in the middle and realized it all ended to her. Horrified and tormented of the truth that finally came into the light. Truth that had fueled her rage to leave everything behind. Seeing nothing but red that not even the softest part of her had tugged the chains she tied around her heart.

When the fire was already put out as blood will forever be blood, she's far too different than she already was. Sure she already had came to terms to the cut that made her bleed so much over the years of handling the pain that came along with it, but it molded her to a different type of person she can never be proud of. Successful, strong and independent but no longer that ball of sunshine everyone had likened her to. Along the way, she wanted to go back to where she previously belong however, her guilt of disappearing without anything but the dust that settled on the air after her every tracks made her coward so she lived her life then hating the sun and sleeping through the night with an empty heart. Until the day came that she feel unworthy to have her life back, to have the only person herself had devoted with pure love. She didn't deserved it the moment she left without goodbye so she stopped herself craving to the memories they had. Poured every ounce of her strength attempting to forget. That's the least favor she could ever give back for what she'd done.