I felt the sting on my cheek as I felt that hard slap from the woman in front of me.
"I'm sorry," sabi ko na lang. It wasn't me, but nothing can change the fact that I was at fault. It was all because of me.
"BITCH!" Daisy was about to slap me once again but someone held her arms away. Sabay kaming napatingin sa taong iyon. Why is he always meddling with our business? He should seriously really practice on how to get in and out a scene.
"Let go of me!" Daisy started her tantrum. I wanted to cry, so bad, it hurts. Neo signaled me to leave, but my feet won't cooperate.
"I told you not to let her drink..." Wearily, tears started falling down from my eyes to my cheeks as she uttered those words. If only I could turn the time back.
Daisy's phone started ringing so she wiped her tears off of her face and answered it immediately. She looked at me intently before actually walking away.
I smiled tiredly at Neo. "Bakit mo sinabi 'yun?"
"Alin? Totoo naman. Kasalanan ko, I should be sorry."
"Lalagpas ka sa langit niyan," Neo said as he tried to make the atmosphere light.
"Why do you always blame yourself for things that are inevitable?" He added. I didn't have the answers, as well so I replied with a smile.
Days passed and Dina was discharged. She drove the car on a drunk state that's why she lost control and bumped on a tree. I wasn't aware, but Daisy left Dina on my guidance so I was definitely at fault.
"Let go! Hindi ako baldado," Dina said as she tapped my arms away hardly. I nodded and let her do what she wants. Daisy was just looking at us, ignoring her sister's actions.
"Saan niyo gustong kumain?" I asked when the traffic lights turned red.
"Anywhere without you," Dina answered.
I smiled awkwardly, "I'm driving to the nearest Italian Resto. Favorite mo 'yon 'di ba?" I said trying to wipe off the awkwardness with her answer awhile ago. She just rolled her eyes and looked outside. Daisy continued typing on her phone.
After we ate, we went straight home. Sinalubong kami nina Tito at Tita and without a doubt, Tita Wanda slapped me.
"Fucking useless brat! Why did you let this happen to Dina?! Why the hell am i letting you live inside my house?! It was never included on my plans to let a snake grow inside my home! My head hurts."
I looked down. This will pass. This will pass, Caren.
I fought the urge to cry because I am not weak to let that happen.
"I'm sorry, Tita. Hindi na po mauulit."
Months passed and their treatment on me weren't improving. Maybe it was, but negatively. I was getting treated worse each day until I felt numb and dry that I couldn't even feel the pain anymore. I was getting used to it. I didn't lose hope, though. Maybe they will be nice, someday.
"Mom, when will I got to see you again? I miss you," I whispered through the wind, hoping that it will reach her. I feel like my world crashing everyday. Why is life so cruel?
I am barely existing but I have dreams. Not just for me, but for my mom and my dad. I'm trying to understand the purpose of being left all alone inside this house. I thought that I was being taught on how to be independent at an early age and not all are given the chance like this.
I have to live and leave this house once I am able to prove myself. I won't die without a legacy. I will be a lawyer. I will speak for those who can't and for those who are scared to do so.
But just as I was walking on my way home, a striking flash from a vehicle came like a whirlwind and left me nothing but pure darkness.
"Time of death 1:38 PM."
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Not all plans are meant to happen. Some just make us live positively and strive harder for the tomorrow that's unsure.
Beautiful flowers are always the ones getting picked first.
