Our Tangled Strings (KOV #2)

Terrible Art

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Psyche Valentine Collins

My head doesn't normally ached after drinking, probably this is the first time after two years. Argh! anong oras na ba? why the hell does the sun have to show up? Nevermind, masyado pang maaga para mag reklamo. It's Sunday fucking morning, and I hoped for a wonderful morning.

Tumayo ako at dumiretso sa banyo para mag palit ng damit dahil naka suot pa rin saakin ang damit kong amoy alak at pabango ng lalaki. Pag tapos ay kinuha ko muna ang cellphone ko at tiningnan ang mga messages kung meron man, at dahil wala chinarge ko na muna atsaka bumaba. Sa kasamaang palad nandito nanaman ang mga ate kong alagad ni lord dahil mga santo rin sila kaso wala nga lang sila sa langit, mga mukha kase silang hampas lupa.

Dumiretso ako sa direksyon ni mommy at humalik sa pisngi niya. "Good morning mom, how's your sleep?". I sweetly asked. Like I always do, pretend that these ghosts doesn't exist. "Ehem, Psy? aren't you gonna greet and asked us?". Ate Valerie stated. Oh no, you're gonna wake my sleeping demons up. "Please don't interrupt me while I am ignoring you". Here they go, eat that you little airhead. "Can't you just greet properly?". Ate Chelsea asked. Bahagya akong natawa sa itinanong niya saakin. "You play the victim so well, don't carry around your own body chalk". I replied. I told you not to talk to me when I just woke up, and now? they're gonna play the fucking victim! what a duo.

"See mom? she won't change! her fucking attitude is too much!". She complained. I laughed so hard that my mouth almost ripped. "I was gonna give you a nasty look but I see that you've already got one". I mocked, her expressions were priceless. "Enough, masyadong maaga para mag bangayan kayo sa harap ng hapag". Dad spoke in a dead tone, after pretending to be a father he continued to chew his food. Choke you old fart!

It seems like my brain has a moving soul at talagang nabulunan siya. Unfortunately he's still alive, iba talaga kapag masamang damo. Matagal mamatay. "Mom? I have a photoshoot today, and dapat kasama kayo". Ate Chelsea announced. "Oh no.. you're not taking me on a photo shoot, besides kapag kasama niyo ko napag kakamalan kayong mga katulong. At least if I wasn't there, kayo ang maganda". Mocking them is one of my hobbies. Kapag nag insist sila, hmm? let's see. Another prank that would make them regret taking me?

"She's right ate Chel, she's not needed anyway". Sagot ni ate Val sa sinabi ni ate Chelsea. "Well too bad, you can't photoshop an ugly personality". Hayst, kakagising ko palang iniinis na kaagad nila ang nanahimik kong mga demonyo. "Psyche anak, wag kang ganiyan. Mabait ang mga kapatid mo, sasama ka saamin". Malumanay na pakiusap saakin ng ina ko. Oh shit, this is unfair! sawang sawa na ako sa kakangiti, puro ilaw at puro papuri! alam kong maganda ako pero for heave's sake sawa na akong marinig ang mga iyon. That's why gusto ko mag paiwan para sila naman ang makarinig maski kaunting papuri. "Mom, I'm not mean. I'm brutally honest, It's not my fault that truth slaps". Kalmado kong tugon sa sinabi ni mommy saakin. It's not my fault that I'm honest! I was taught not to lie and here I am! hindi ako nag sisinungaling but look? Nag mumukha akong masama. 

"I'll order twelve boxes of band aids for each of you, masyado na atang malaki ang sugat ninyo baka ma infection". I mocked again. Their priceless annoyed expressions were the only reason why I laugh in this hellhole. Aside from their stupidity? they don't have talents! They can be compaired to a terrible art! they are a piece of shit! I mean kahit si lord ata idedeny sila eh, my mom and my dad are the only ones who consider them human beings.