The Switched

Chapter 3

TS - Wish

Marion's POV

I can't help but smile, as I saw her smiling face at the rearview mirror while she was sitting at the front seat of the car. The proud look on her face didn't fade, like she's recalling how I went up to the stage and graduated at elementary. Even without honours, she's still happy and contented to what I've reached.

But why do I feel this? Why does my heart break seeing her smile? Why do I feel like this would be the last time I would see the smile on her face?

"Marion, I love you," she said while looking at me in the rearview mirror. A smile was curved in her lips, but her eyes were full of sadness.

Naguguluhan man, ngumiti ako. "I Lo-"

And as I was about to say those words, an unexpected tragedy happened.

I woke up sweating. And even with my heart beating so fast, I found myself hard to breathe properly. Napaupo ako sa aking kama habang sapo ang aking ulo.

That nightmare that I kept on dreaming about every night is an evident that I still can't forget about her, that I still can't let her go in my heart.

Napatingin naman ako sa side table ng kama ko nang mapansin kong ring nang ring ang phone ko. Sandali akong napapikit at saka inabot ito.

Lucille Calling..

As I saw who was calling me, my hand tightened the grip to my phone because of anger. I immediately declined the call and turned my phone off.

Because of the call, I couldn't go back to sleep, simply because I was disturbed and bothered by the person. Usually even though I had those nightmares, I will still continue to go back to sleep. Because I knew that was the only way I could ever see her again.

As I decided to get out off bed, I brushed my hair off using my fingers and went to the bathroom.

And as I finished fixing myself. I grabbed my duffle bag and backpack before leaving my room. Kalabas ko ng kwarto, agad akong binati ng mga maids namin, but none of them that I greeted back.

Habang naglalakad naman ako palabas ng pinto, I stop midway when I saw our family portrait. I saw how happy we were back then, how happy I was back then. We were just like any ordinary family. May Nanay, may Tatay, at may mga anak. This was our last family picture together. And I want it gone. I want them to take it off. Because we aren't a family anymore.

Nagsimula muli akong maglakad palabas ng pinto nang marinig ko ang pagtawag sa akin ni Papa. I pretended that I didn't heard him and continued to walk out. But since he's the boss in this house I stopped exactly in front of the door.

"Yes, Papa?" Pilit akong nagsalita.

"Oh, boy! I think I need to buy you an hearing aid, as well. Kanina pa kitang tinatawag, Marion," he said as he got close to me.

Napabuntong hininga na lamang ako at saka humarap sa kanya.

He walked slowly, while using his cane as his guide. Papa with his age of 88 really surprised me to see him that strong. Usually, some people at their age of 70s are struggling. Pero Papa? I feel like he could still win a Marathon.

"Come on! Let's have breakfast. It's still early," Papa said as he patted my shoulder.

Napabuntong hininga na lamang ako. Once Papa ordered, it should be obeyed with no hesitations because otherwise, you don't want to have a world war here. I wonder where he got that kind of attitude.

"Since it was only six thirty in the morning, I told Marquis to call you for breakfast dahil hindi ka pa nga umaalis. But I guess dahil naabutan kita rito at paalis na. He didn't obeyed me," marahan pero may halong pagkainis na sinabi ni Papa ito.