JAMESON GRAY's POV
I have failed my parents. When i was a kid, the people around me have set their eyes on my as the next Yvo Villareal, the next CEO. I'm in love with the idea. I love the compliments. I love the respect they have given me.
Until one day, it hits me. I got into fight after a car race.
Ang yabang mo. Akala mo kung sino ka? Nagtatago ka lang naman sa anino ng tatay mo. You think youre great just because your father was great. Wake up, Gray. Youre just his son. Youre nothing. The compliments they told you, are for your Dad. The respect they showed are for your Dad. The so called friends you have, they are there because your surname is useful for them. Youre just like us. So dont think otherwise.
Hindi dapat ako makinig sa sasabihin nila dahil hindi naman nila ako kilala ng lubusan. But words has its way to penetrate one's being.
His words that day changed the way I look at myself. I never thought words are so powerful it can chnage the course of one's life. I got depressed. I became unmotivated. Walng araw na naiisip ko na tama nga sila. Why would they respect me? Why would they compliment? I just sat there and attent annual functions. How can they say I'm going to be successful? How can they say I will make it when in fact I dont even know what I want? I dont even know if this is what I want.
I want to prove to my Dad that I'm not here in this world to be just his shadow. I want to make it on my own.
I love my family. I missed them everyday.
Maybe he was right. I will never be
"Sabi ko na nga ba dito kita makikita." Umupo siya si Antonella tabi ko. Mabilis kon itinapon kung saan ang aking sigarilyo.
"Bawal tumambay dito."I was sitting in a rock formation near the shore. You could hear the ocean splashing like a madman.
"Wala namang bantay." I looked at the dark sky and the full moon
I wonder if my parents are looking at the moon right now. They always do when I was still with them. I sighed. Walng araw na hindi ko iniityakan si Mommy. I missed her the most. It hurts her and Dad because I left to find myself. I missed them. It's been four long years.
"Ang lalim na naman ng iniisip mo. Nami-miss mo ang magaulang mo no? Bakit hindi ka oa kasi umuwi muna, magbakasyon. Kung pera ang problema, papautangin na lanv kita."
"Huwag na Antonella, salamat."
"Grabe yung Antonella. Hiwag sabi buong oangala mabantot. Toni na lang nga!"
Katunog ng panagalan ni Mommy, Graciella. Its like an old spanish name na hinukay pa sa grave.
I met her, well, when she thought I am suicidal. Nakatayo kasi ako sa railing ng isang tulay dito sa Pagudpud. Mukha nga naman akong magpapakamatay.
She just appeared out of nowhere sabay sabing, "Your life is not like a film so don't end it".
She was a walking metaphor machine. Kapag nagkikita kami laging may talinghaga siyang sinasabi sa akin. Kahit hindi ko naman siya kinakausap. She reminds me of Tita Naomi, asawa ni uncle Hunter, matapang at sinasabi kung ano ang nasa isip kahit sobrang random.
Mahiyain si Antonella noong una ko siyang makilala. Pero naging madaldal habang nakikilala ko siya ng lubusan. She came from a working class family. Sila may-ari ng karinderya sa tabi ng talyer kung saan ako nagta-trabaho.
She is just 17 years old, a kid and yet she act like her name, old. Parang nadaanan na niya lahat ng World Wars sa kung ano-ano ang sinasabi niya.
"Tumakas ka na naman." sabi ko. Nakatayo lang siya sa tabi ko.
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