Demonic Intake of Diamox (Completed)

26th Intake

Kabanata 26

Few Years

Every time I tried to pulled the ropes it seems to get tighter around my wrists. Two weeks had passed since my confrontation with Frio happened.

At sa dalawang linggong iyon ay hindi ko alam ang ginawa ko. I am alive but I am drained inside. Words aren't enough to sum up what I am feeling right now.

Dylan tried to talk to me whenever he got the chance. Pasimple itong lumalapit sa akin sa loob ng university para itanong kung ano bang nangyari sa akin.

Mabilis akong tumatakbo papalayo sa kan'ya. I don't want him to see the pathetic daughter of the person who caused him to suffer for almost half of his life.

He tried to call me, text me. Halos lahat ng social media account ko ay may mga messages siya. I was too afraid to face him, wala akong mukhang maihaharap sa kan'ya. I changed my phone number, deactivated all my socmed accounts and never tried to looked at him in his class.

Gusto kong magdrop out, gustong gusto ko nang takasan ang buhay na meroon ako. I wanted to start all over again in a place where no one knows me.

How can I continue loving the person who has a miserable life because of my father's wrong doing?

Every time that I looked at the mirror I always asked myself, "How have you been?" "How are you?" "Are you still okay?" and ended up breaking down and crying on my knees. No one has ever asked me about what I am feeling.

Not even the first person in my mind, my bestfriend. Paano naman ako tatanungin ni Pyeona kung halos sa lahat ng pagkakataon na magkasama kami ay nagpapanggap akong masaya? That I was pretending to be okay, but deep inside me all I wanted was someone to asked me if I am just fine.

Nagpatuloy ang ganoong set up nang isa pang linggo. Dylan never showed his face again to me, sa klase lamang kami nagkikita.

And do you know what's frightening? Every time that he entered our room with his usual face I feel the urge to ran into him and hug him so tight. I badly wanted to tell him what I have discovered.

Pero paano? Paano ko sasabihin sa kaniya na ang tatay ko ang may kasalanan kung bakit siya nagkaroon ng DID? Na ang dugong nananalaytay sa katawan ng babaeng mahal niya ang dahilan kung bakit siya naulila at bumuo ng mga tao sa loob niya para lamang makapag cope up sa lahat ng sakit?

I'm so drained and wiped out, ni hindi ko nga alam kung paano ko pa nagagawang makangiti nang pilit every time that someone would greet me in the hallway. Paano ko hindi nagawang sampalin at tanungin ang ama ko sa mga kasalanan niya.

I just wanted to sleep right now and freed my mind from over thinking things. I just wanted to live in my dreams where I am overjoyed and on a cloud nine.

But things aren't that easy and our life aren't that simple.

The ringtone of my phone interrupted my thoughts. I slowly get it from my bag and tap the green button, answering the call.

"D-dia," the girl stammered.

I pulled myself together and the pretending session begin now.

"Pyeona! Why did called me?" I exclaimed, trying to make my voice excited.

Kumunot ang noo ko nang wala akong sagot na narinig mula sa kan'ya. She just sobbed on the other line repeatedly without uttering a single word.