"Someday, someone won't be afraid of how much you love. They won't stay on the shore; they'll meet you in the depths."

"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.

And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you"

I looked helplessly, trying to search something aside the hunger-filled lust in the eyes of the rich filthy people cowering me. Something that could save and take me away from these predators ready to eat their prey. No matter how much i want to run, my arms are tied. The strong, narrow, capsule-shaped metal that held my body firmly in place makes my hope vanish in vain. As I am losing hope, that's when I met that cold lifeless coal eyes that seems to grew darker as it turned in a darker shade of the midnight. "Five million!" She raised her hands in the air. Making everyone to look at her. "Seven million!" The guy in black-suit smirks, making his maniac face uglier than a duck. "Eight." "Eight and a half million." "Ten million." another one stands up on his chair. Making a good run for this auction. The first guy grits his teeth. Obviously triggered by the last guy. "Fifteen million." he announced. "Twenty." "Twenty five!" No. I'm doomed. I've got not enough money to buy myself out of here in case I will be sold at any amount higher than fifteen. Who the hell spends twenty million just for a night? Damn rich people! My savior stands like a princess as she says, "Guess, I'll have to make it fifty million." Literally, there's nothing but silence after the last bid. Everyone is shocked. "Fifty million for a night with that woman. Anyone who want to raise their stake?" she asked again as if daring anyone to bid higher. All I could hear is the loud thumping of my heart as the guy in red, nods and mark me SOLD. As he took the gold collar that was thrown to him--marking me hers. Damn it!

What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'

"You may not want to be in my head. You might find someone other than myself that you won't be able to forget. It'll haunt you like a nightmare you can't tell. " "Silly. What's in that tough demeanor, ate Cray?" tumawa lang si Ember at kumapit ulit sa braso ko. "I like you. That's enough right?" Napailing na lang ako sa inaasal nito. If she'll learn our history, she'll then understand. Pinalis ko yung kamay nitong nakakapit na naman sa braso ko. "Compose yourself, Ember. I don't like you. You're just like a sister to me. Someone I had to protect with my life." I caught the way those words cut through her. It's visible in the same set of lifeless coal eyes that I am most familiar with. "Bakit?" I stared at her blankly. "Atleast tell me what you don't like about me." "That's exactly why it hurts the way it hurts." Napangiti ako ng mapait. "You have too many questions, too many words, in your head. But those will be left unsaid. Like me, you have to suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much every single day of your life. It hurts like hell." "Damn you. I like you." "You like me for what?" "You. You're not like everyone else. You're so sure of yourself. You're clever. You're self-made. You're everything. Everyone likes you. So you should be mine." I laughed at how shallow those things meant for her. Someone who can't even meet me in the depths of my shattered soul. "Thanks. But those are all my disorder." As i was about to turn my back, she whispered, "I actually feel sorry for you. You still don't know what it was that you even had. And yet still choose to lose. But one day, you'll see me for who I really am. And you're going to hate yourself for turning me down." No, Ember. You're wrong. I know you. You don't know me. Our past will surely haunt us. For you, I'll just be a girl known by everyone. But in fact, known by no one. It's terrible isn't it? The way we throw people away. ****

(COMPLETE) Artemis 'Tammy' Samaniego is smart, sharp, and stubborn. A top scholar at the prestigious University of Saint Raphael, one of the most respected schools in the Philippines. She's always at the top of her class, a well-respected officer in the Accountancy Department, and a promising future CPA. Above all, she values integrity-and never backs down from what she believes is right. Antonia 'Nia' Marie Vasquez is the 'Queen Bee'-once the pride of the Banking and Finance Department, known for her quiet influence and commanding presence. But then she vanished. Now she's back, more mysterious than ever, and no longer the golden girl. As an irregular student, her return is full of questions, and her calm, calculated moves disrupt the balance. Their paths were never meant to cross. But when they do, sparks fly-and not the sweet kind. Arguments. Mind games. Power plays. And yet, beneath it all, something dangerous begins to bloom. Will Tammy uncover the truth behind Nia's disappearance? And will Nia be able to tame someone who refuses to be controlled? Warning: This is a medium burn story. This is not edited yet as well. No spoilers please. This story is Tagalog and English. Updates every Friday and Saturday. All rights reserved.

(This story is in Tagalog and English) (GL) Note: This is a slowburn story. They say some feelings come quietly. Red Santillan's didn't. It hit her in the middle of the night- in dreams that felt too real, in words she couldn't forget, in a name she wasn't supposed to care about. Alessa Hilsendeger. All rights reserved.

"Change your clothes." Napatingin ako sa suot ko. It's just a knee-length simple dress. Formal naman para sa meeting namin ngayon kasama ng mga investor nya. Sinundo na nya ako sa unit dahil lagi akong nalelate. "Problema mo ba? I'm decent. It's not my fault that you're just out-fashioned." Sinulyapan ko pa yung suot nyang dark blue pant suit na katerno ng suot nyang white na tops at dark blue blazer. Masyadong conservative tingnan. "Just change your clothes." This time, pautos na iyon. "Ayoko nga. Bakit hindi ikaw ang magpalit ng dam-" Napasinghap ako nang hablutin nya ako palapit sa kanya. "You are utterly indecent." Mahinang bulong pa nito. Pakiramdam ko para akong ipinako sa pwesto ko habang magkadikit kaming dalawa. "Change your clothes or I'll do it for you?" Napalunok muna ako ng ilang beses bago sinalubong yung mga mata nya. I am Alliston Parker, hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. "Change Alli. I don't want to get into trouble tonight." "Trouble?" Itinuro nya ako. "It's a sin to look so tempting and dashing like that, it's not fair." She murmured again under her breath. Nalilitong tiningnan ko si Louella. "Tempting and dashing?" Baliw ba sya? Hindi na nga ako nag-ayos dahil aawayin na naman nya ako pag nahuli kami. Umiling ito na para bang gusto na akong sapakin. "Basta magpalit ka! Ayoko ng ganyang suot mo. Mag-jeans ka na lang. You're not even the one I'm bargaining to them. Make yourself presentable and decent, atleast." Inggitera talaga itong matandang ito. Palibhasa napaglipasan na ng panahon. Yung kagaya kasi nitong malapit ng mawala sa kalendaryo yung naiinsecure sa mga ganitong itsura na gaya ng sakin. "Ibigay mo na kaya sakin yung kailangan ko sayo para tigilan na natin ito? Sarap mo talagang patayin na lang." Bubulong - bulong na sabi ko. Napapikit na lang ako nang maramdaman na lumulutang na ako sa ere. Damn! "Ang dami mong reklamo." Naiiritang sambit nito. "Let me just show you how tempting you look for me." *

Side story of Athaleigh and Artemis "I'll never like you, Levinson. I don't like bitch, spoiled and bossy women. You should put that in your mind." After seven years of not feeling pain and not having these stupid tears on my cheeks, she managed to do it for only a minute.