CHAPTER 33 - Chase Your Dreams
"Sana hindi ka na lang Pinoy! Nakakahiya ka! I am so ashamed of you!"
"Please apologize properly! Huwag kang magtago, palibhasa, kapatid ka ni Oddity."
"Akala ko ba matalino? Ba't nag-plagiarize?"
Humigpit ang pagkakahawak ni Kara sa cellphone niya, at bumilis ang kaniyang paghinga. She licked her lower lip as she scrolled down to read all the tweets about her. She tried herself to stop from using social media, but she couldn't help it. She installed Twitter last night and she created a new account to see tweets about her.
"Nakakahiya ka, Ate Gurl, international pa naman 'yong nilabanan n'ya. Yawa."
She put her phone on her side table and hugged her pillow. Humugot siya ng malalim na buntonghininga at ipinikit ang mata.
Why do people judge so easily? The problem in the society we live in— is that they just look to you once, and they judge your whole personality without even knowing your story.
If only they knew how hard she's trying not to succumb on her own thoughts. If only there's a way to escape this hole she looped into, the embracing darkness along with the cold and the endless cycle of fear.
As the night gets deeper in silence, she remember every moment she had with Janus. Their little argument in the bus, her tutorial with him that made them closer, his surprise on her birthday, their effort to put the fundraising, even the day he sang her composition, and looked into her eyes like he doesn't want to lose her.
Who would have thought that the melody her heartbeat can't help listening to would turn into a song that was meant to break her heart?
That night, she cried alone with her pillow. The anxiety, self-doubt, and everything, she mourned those to sleep in the middle of the cold night.
Kara woke up with her daily alarm— Javaid's phone call. Simula yata nang pumutok ang balita tungkol sa kaniya'y tumatawag ito para kumustahin siya sa umaga. She'd always tell him that she's fine, and that she doesn't mind the issue, it doesn't matter, and she's not affected.
Even to Oddity, she just brushes things off and smiles like everything's fine, and she hates herself for that. She's a liar— she's making herself believe that she's not, that everything's true.
She answered the phone call while still hugging her pillow.
"Ang aga-aga, Javaid!" bungad niya kahit ang totoo'y nagpapasalamat siya sa tawag nito araw-araw. His phone calls encourages her to move forward.
She heard Javaid chuckle on the other line. "Anong maaga? Mag-aalas onse na! Akala ko ba, magpapasama ka sa appointment mo ro'n sa committee ng songwriting competition?"
Mabilis siyang napabangon. "Shit!" Ilang beses niyang nakutusan ang sarili, dahil ngayon lang niya naalala.
"Ala una 'yon, 'di ba? Bilisan mong gumayak! Ikaw na nga magpapa-drive, ang kupad-kupad mo pa!"
Umirap siya kahit hindi siya nito nakikita. "Whatever!"
After fixing herself, Kara dialed Javaid's phone number, and he immediately picked her up in front of their house. Javaid drove outside Mystown. Sa Manila kasi ang appointment niya sa committee ng song writing competition.
"Do you want to grab lunch before we head in your appointment?" Javaid asked.
Umiling siya at hindi maalis ang tingin sa bintana ng sasakyan. "I'll go with the appointment first, that would be quick."
They went up to the 7th floor of the building. A woman in her mid 20s accompanied them to a smaller conference room. Namamawis na ang kamay ni Kara nang maupo siya sa kanang bahagi ng table at sa tabi niya naupo si Javaid.
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