Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.

*Vince's POV* "You fucking creep why did you kissed me?!!" Tulak ko sa kanya at nahawakan niya ang kamay ko at sa pag ulit ng halik niya. Hindi ako tumutugon ngunit napaka diin ng mga halik niya sa akin na para bang nagkakaskasan ang aming mga ipin at sa pagkakataong hinawakan niya at pisngi ko at doon ko na siya nasampal at tinulak. "How dare you?!" Sigaw ko at siyang pagpunas ng labi ko sa kaliwang kamay ko. "Didn't you like it Bree?" Wika nito na nakangisi pa. "No, no and no. No kasi pervert ka, NO kasi gangster AND NO kasi bipolar ka! Aalis nako bye." Diin kong impit na sigaw atsaka ko siya iniwan. Pero yung tingin ko sa mukha niya nung huling sulyap ko sa kanya na kinabahan ako na parang papatayin nya ako pero hindi ko siya uurungan.. Kakaltukan ko siya ng tatlong cobra ko. Nako sinasabi ko sa kanya. Tara't samahan nyo ko sa aking kwento. Kapal ng mukha!! Grrr!! ------ So this is my new story.... Hope you all guys liked it!!

"Bakla ka ba? Suicide? Tara sabay na tayo." May nagsabi na ba niyan sayo? Nagtangkang akitin ka para sabay kayong mawala sa mundo? Homophobia. Hate Crimes. Suicide. Bullying. Naranasan mo na ba ito? Hindi pa? Wait, bakla ka nga ba? Dahil kung bakla ka hindi sa malamang ay nakaranas ka na ng ganito. Si Leigh Villanueva. Masunuring anak. Kaibigan ng lahat. Student Council President. Consistent Dean's lister. Well mannered from head to toe... ...at isang closeted gay. Hindi marunong main-love. Conscious sa sasabihin ng iba. Takot na mabugbog ng mga lalaking ka tropa. Sa madaling salita in denial ang baklita for almost eight years. Ano ang mangyayari kung sa dinami rami ng taong bibiruin na bading ay si Rhydwyn Alvarez pa ang napagtuunan niya ng atensiyon? Si Rhydwyn na kilalang gay hater. Certified homophobic at sikat na basketball player na nagtatangkang magpasa ng batas sa kamara. Batas na magpaparusa ng life imprisonment para sa sinumang mapapatunayang bakla. Masabi pa kaya ni Leigh dito ang katagang "I love you, Mr. Homophobe?" o hahayaan na lang niyang maakusahan siyang bading at makulong? Copyright © 2014 by markjimena Stories ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

[Boyxboy Story, you've been warned.] Maganda, Cute, Malaporselana ang kutis, kaakit akit na mata, yang ang unang makikita sayo pero ang problema ay isa ka namang, kung tawagin ng iba ay bakla, beki, gay at kung anu ano pa ang pwedeng idugtong sa isang tulad mo. Anu nalang kung ang isang beki tulad mo ay mainlove sa isang lalaki? He is a campus heartthrob, a cassanova, a manwhore. But what if you catch his heart? Can Ashley will take the risk of being in love to a man with such a kind? Will there be a happy ending? Or only pain will bring forth?