She Loved, He Fought (The Daughters' Series #1)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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The man offered me his hand. I was very hesitant. What if he's one of the President's men? What if he saved me because he was asked to catch me?

At kung magsusumbong ba ako ay may maniniwala sa akin? I know my parents wouldn't believe me!

Sino ang kakampi ko?

Si Hira? Could she digest what her brother had done with me? I bet no! They will just believe that I tried to escape from them!

Because they all see me as a rebel. No one will believe me. No one.

"Miss?" needless to say that the man's tone was laced with concern.

His hand was still in the air, waiting for me to reach it. Kung hahawakan ko iyon ay maiaangat niya ako. But could I really trust this man?

No.

I was still gripping the branch of a tree as it carried my whole body. I tried to move my feet to reach the stream's floor surface but I failed. My feet couldn't feel any solid matter beneath. It was surely as deep as hell.

Muli kong tiningala ang mga mata ng lalaki. Hindi ko mabasa ang emosyon na pinapakita nito dahil sa dilim. Hindi ko alam kung nandito ba siya para sagipin ako o kung mabuti ba siyang tao.

Pero hindi ko pa rin kayang magtiwala.

What if... the President wants me to be killed? Because obviously what Miguel did to me was a disgrace, it will stink to their family name!

Is it really the dead end for me? The situation at hand made me realize how hopeless I am.

Kung gano'n din pala mas gusto ko na lang mamatay sa sarili kong paraan para naman kahit sa huli ay naranasan ko ang magkaroon ng karapatan sa sariling buhay.

Dahan dahan kong binitawan ang sanga na bumubuhat sa aking katawan at unti-unti ko rin nararamdaman ang aking paglubog.

"MISS!" I heared the man scream. But it didn't stop me from drowning.

I saw the bubble floating around me, and at the very instant, it's still vivid to me how I feel the suffocation. Then the next thing I knew, I was leaving the world before I drifted into unconsciousness.

"MISS!"

Hindi ko pa tuluyan namumulat ang aking mga mata pero ramdam ko na ang mainit na hininga malapit sa aking mukha. I felt someone pumping my diaphragm upwards as if trying to empty my lungs that's surely filled with water.

"Miss ayos ka lang ba?" I still couldn't hear it properly. It was like a murmur.

The pumping stopped when I started to cough very harshly. Hindi ko pa rin naididilat ang aking mga mata kahit ilang beses na akong bumuga ng maraming tubig.

Everything was very fuzzy. Ganito ba sa langit? I was feeling lifeless and at the same time exhausted. It didn't what I expect in heaven, or I just expected too much?

Napadaing ako nang maramdaman ang sakit sa bandang tiyan. And I have no idea how long it took me before I came back to my proper senses. Hindi ko rin alam kung sa'n ako nakakuha ng lakas para idilat ang aking mabigat at mahapdi na mga mata.

My lids felt sore and heavy. What the hell is happening?

I forcefully opened my eyes. Sa una ay nanlalabo pa ang aking mga mata pero kalaunan malinaw ko na rin natanaw ang mukha ng isang lalaki.

"San Pedro?" I asked weakly. Ang gwapo naman ni San Pedro.

The man's face didn't react. His thin lips were still in a grim line and his gaze still has not changed. The pair of eyes was very familiar to me... and if I could recall it right, these eyes were that last thing I saw before I drowned.