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09

"Let it all out," he whispered.

It was like a key word because I began to cry again. I hugged his neck as tight as I could and I buried my face on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist for support and the other one was patting my head gently.

Just like what he said, I let all my tears out. I cried so bad. Nababasa na nga ang shirt niya dahil sa luha ko pero hinayaan niya lang ako.

I have never break down like this before. Ngayon lang. Pakiramdam ko kasi naubos ako. I feel really empty. I felt like I had enough from all of these. Jian, Mommy.... hindi ko na alam kung anong gagawin ko.

Why is she treating me like this? What did I do? Why doesn't she like me? I'm her daughter, aren't I?

All I wanted was their love, attention and care. Is it really that hard to get that they really can't give it to me? That's all I ask. Why is it so hard?

It's funny because I am begging them for it when I shouldn't be because it's like their responsibility to me because I am their daughter.

And now, I felt tired. No, I am tired. Parang gusto ko na lang magpahinga.

Nakakapagod.

Nakakapagod pilitin ang sarili ko na maging ganito-ganyan para lang matanggap, mahalin at irespeto ako ng magulang ko.

Nakakapagod magpanggap na okay lang ang lahat.

Nakakapagod pumeke ng ngumiti at tumawa sa araw-araw.

Tama si Kuya. Pati ako hindi ko na sila maintindihan. Pilit kong iniintindi na baka pagod lang sila sa trabaho at ako ang una nilang makita kaya ako ang pinagbubuntungan ng galit.

Pero bakit habang tumatagal parang hindi naman talaga iyon ang rason? Bakit parang iba? Na kahit wala akong ginagawang masama, pinapagalitan pa rin nila ako?

Okay lang sana kung iyong pinapagalitan na parang sinesermonan lang ng magulang kaso hindi naman ganoon, e. Nakakatanggap pa ako ng mga masasakit na salita galing sakanila.

Pero hindi ko magawang magalit sakanila. Syempre pamilya ko 'yon. Hindi ko sila magawang sisihin dahil baka nga ako ang nagkamali. Baka ako nga talaga ang problema.

Tapos si Jian. Pati iyong kapatid ko nadadamay. Doon ako nakaramdam ng galit. Hindi ko alam kung kanino. Sakanila ba o sa sarili ko dahil wala ako sa tabi niya noong oras na 'yon.

They're fighting because me. Of course, ako lang naman ang nagdadala ng problema sa bahay. Lagi namang ako. Kahit wala ako ginagawa.

Sometimes I thought, am I adopted? Is that the reason why Mommy doesn't like me? If that's it, then it hurts. Big time.

Caius remained there until I calmed down. I broke the hug but his hand was still wrapped around my waist. I wiped my tears away but he stopped me. Instead, he wiped it with his thumb.

He's looking at me darkly and intently. "I told you I hate it whenever I see you cry," he said in a low voice.

"Sorry,"

The side of his lips rose up a bit. "Are you feeling better?"

I nodded.

"Let's go somewhere. It's still early anyway," he said then he quickly grabbed my arms making me follow him. He opened his car door for me so I hop in.

"Where are we going?"

"Gonna buy you something to eat,"

"I'm not hungry,"