Deceiving You

Chapter 45

This is a 3rd Omniscient POV

Continuation...
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Speaking in French became their inside joke. At para wala na rin maka-alam kung sino ang kausap niya o kasama niya dahil French ang ginagamit nila na salita.

That's their first meeting after those months. Hindi nagtagal si Airish, akala niya ay papasok pa 'to sa loob pero nagpaalam na rin 'to na aalis na at nagpakita lang talaga sa kan'ya. Gusto man niyang pigilan ito pero nang sinabi nito na pupunta ito sa psychiatrist nito ay pumayag na siya. Her mental health matters.

Nasa loob na ng clinic ngayon si Airish. It's been months simula nang huli niyang pagpunta rito. Masyado nang maraming nangyari.

"Good Morning, Airish." Bati nito sa kan'ya bago umupo sa harapan niya.

"Good Morning, Doc."

"It's been months since I last saw you. How are you?"

She sighed. Wala naman siyang maitatago rito. Alam na nito ang lahat ng tungkol sa kan'ya.

"Tired. I've been away for 2 months and a half. Pretending to be in coma. They planned to put me in an induced coma— again. Just like before when I was a kid, but this time they didn't succeed. I'm not alone, anymore." She smiled. "I have those people behind my back. Fighting with me against them."

The doctor looked at Airish, she seems more lively than before. She's smiling genuinely at halatang hindi 'yon pilit na ngiti. For the past 3 years, she never smile, she had those sad and cold eyes. Na kahit pati siya ay hindi nakalampas dito. Bago siya naging Doctor nito ay tinanong muna siya nito kung kaya niya ba makarinig ng hindi makatao na pamumuhay dahil kung hindi ay maghahanap na lang ito ng iba. But, she accepted it, hindi niya kayang makakita ng isang bata na matatag sa panlabas pero nanghihina na ang kalooban. Pinirmahan niya ang binigay nito na Non-Disclosure Agreement then they became close. Hindi niya 'to tinuturing na pasyente, parang anak na niya ang turing dito.

"You're happy. I can see it in your eyes." Komento nito.

Airish smiled. "I am. Kahit nakakapagod, I know that I have them. If only I have them since I was a child." She smiled bitterly remembering the past. "At that time, I only have myself. Fighting to survive from those cruel people. Being a loyal dog. Instead of receiving love, I received belittling and scars. Scars deep inside my soul." She chuckled. "Sorry. You've heard it before, but then, I'm still telling it to you."

"It's okay. There's nothing wrong with telling it over and over again. Kung 'yon ang magpapa-gaan ng loob mo, then say it. It's your story to tell, and I don't have the right to judge you for who you are. Everyone has it's own battle to fight. And you, fighting, you're a brave soldier, Airish." She smiled warmly. A motherly smile that warms her heart.

She smiled before sighing. "I gonna tell my stories again like what you said, so, don't sleep." Pagbibiro niya kaya natawa silang dalawa. "At the age of 5, I learned how to kill. Akala ko no'n dahil nasa Italy na kami titigil na sila sa pag-uutos sa 'kin na pumatay, pero hindi pala. After being a little Cinderella, every weekend, I have to 'train'. Train to kill again without mercy. They've made a perfect killing machine, which is, me. I have no emotion and sometimes I even smile when I killed someone. Someone, who doesn't deserve to be alive. Minsan naiisip ko, do I deserve to live? After killing those people, do I?" She chuckled. "If only, I wasn't a child back then, hindi ko gagawin 'yon. But, I have to be alive, for my sister, for... me."