Lie Down My Damon

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

My eyes wondered on the shattered pieces of mirror scattered all over the place. Every images and scenario are belong to me, every piece of it contains a part of my memories that I failed to remember for a long time.

This proved that Lyvian and I were once a friend, she became a sister to me and she's the only friend that I got since then. We used to paint outside the mansion because she said that she doesn't want the ambiance of our mansion, like it's carrying a heavy atmosphere. And it bothers her.

I'm also the one who taught her to paint and the painting of a mother and child is really what her favorite to do, even now. So now I know and I understand, when why she acted that way towards me.

It started there.

When my memories were taken away from 𝗆𝖾. They deprived me my freedom and let me suffered from knowing nothing about everything! Little did I know, I was a like a bait living in a same roof with the people that I really don't know-the people that I thought my family.

I never doubt them despite of other people says about my family, I thought it was them that has a problem with their perception about my family. Because why would I doubt my own family? The family that I loved and treasured for so long-the same family who betrayed me either.

Dumako naman ang paningin ko sa iba pang mga piraso ng basag na salamin, naagaw niyon ang atensiyon ko nang makita si Mama Freida mula roon. Gumuhit ang maliit na ngiti sa labi ko nang makita kung paano niya marahang sinusuklay ng kaniyang kamay ang buhok ko habang naghahanda na sa pagtulog.

I sighed.

I missed her so much and I really do. She became a kind and good mother to me ever since, and all of my memories about her were vividly shows when how caring is she as a mother to me. She loves me so much that I never felt the lacking. Like Tiya Rosa, she made me feel loved and belong to them.

But... is she really my mother?

As what I can see right here, I can clearly see the love in her eyes and the tender of her move while taking care of me as hers. If it happen that she's not my real mother, I would still love her like my real one. It's just sad that those things didn't lasts so long because she suddenly died.

That I woke up one day with the news that she passed away. Why does it needs to be early?

"Napakaganda mo talaga, anak. Ganiyang ganda ang hindi dapat itinatago sa mundo, Aquila. Sayang kung malalagi ka lang dito..." aniya.

Naka-upo lang siya sa gilid ng kama ko habang nakahiga naman ako. Para bang tinutulungan niya akong makatulog at mahilig niyang kinaka-usap. Nakangiti siya at nababasa ko ang pagmamahal sa mga mata niya.

"Ang gusto ko lang naman po ay ang makasama kayo at mapasaya, Mama. Hindi ko na po kailangang lumabas para magawa 'yon. Alam ko namang masaya na kayo kapag kasama lang ako!" pabiro ang tono ko at sinabayan ng malawak na ngiti.

Napatawa siya sa sigla ng boses ko at maya-maya'y napabuntong-hininga. Tumitig siya sa 'kin nang ilang sandali at pakirandam ko ay kinakabisa niya ang mukha ko, na parang ayaw niyang makalimutan. At randam ko kung gaano niya ako pinapahalagahan sa titig lang, na palagi niya namang ginagawa.

"Masaya ka ba rito, Aquila? Wala kang nagiging kaibigan, wala ka ring halos ibang nakakasama. Maganda kung nagagawa mo ang mga gusto mo at malaya ka, pero kung aayain kita, lalayo naman tayo rito at marami kang makikilala, magiging kaibigan. Ayaw mo ba non?" tanong niya.

Kumunot ang noo ko at bahagyang napabangon. Napatingin pa akong lalo sa kaniya. Kung ang ipinupunto niya ay ang pagkakaroon ng ibang kakilala at pang-iiwan sa lugar na ito ay hindi maganda sa pandinig ko. Nandito ang pamilya ko, kaya bakit pa ako lalayo?