Dinner
"I hope you feel guilty for rejecting your sister several times. She wanted you to be here for dinner and you what? Continue to reject her.""What will be my role be at the dinner, Mom, and why do I need to be there? What? To embarrass me?""You ungrateful child! Your sister is not like that! Go or-"I cut the call before turning my phone off.It's eleven in the morning, I just woke up and I can hear my good mother's voice again. Like, what the hell? Can't they let me rest for a day?I sighed deeply.Last night was what I call a nightmare. I don't want to remember all the things that Claus said because my heart hurts so much. It's like my heart is being torn apart again and again by hearing those words from his mouth. I don't even want to recall it.I was crying the whole night. It was almost morning when I completely fell asleep. I don't even want to look at myself in the mirror because I expected my facHelp"Mother Delia!" I screamed so loud when I got inside. After a while, someone came out from the kitchen. Her eyes widened as she hurriedly walked towards me. I met her halfway before hugging her."Oh... My daughter grew up beautifully..." her soft voice made me close my eyes as I hugged her so tight. I kissed the top of her hair, smelling her in the process.I miss her. I miss my home..."I miss you, Momma..." I whispered softly. I smiled a little when I felt her hug tightening around me. After a while I heard her sniffed which surprised me. I broke our hug before looking at her. She was already crying. I wiped her tears while stopping mine from falling too. Gosh!"My daughter...I miss you...""Oh gosh..." I hugged her again and kissed her head several times."I really miss my Momma too..." my mouth trembled as I spoke. I was on the verge of crying too. My chest started to tighten but I am very happy. I want to regret why I left her here. I wish I had forced her to come with me so
RegretBut do I have any choice?No."Trin! What wedding dress should I choose?!" I watched my sister as she excitedly showed me the brochure of the wedding dresses. Being here...is killing me.It's painful. What I'm doing is painful but it's okay. I can only be with my sister sometimes, will I refuse this opportunity?I sighed before smiling at her."You should choose something brighter, Triz. It will suit you better." Of course. If she's the light, then I'm the darkness. We're completely opposite. We didn't spend a lot of time together when we were kids because...I avoided her. The reason? It's mom and dad, of course. They told me not to talk to Beatriz too much because she might be influenced. I don't know what kind of influence they were talking about but as I got older, I slowly understood what they meant.The young me was confused b
Trauma"What the hell?! What happened to you?!"Miya was hysterical when she fetched me. Claus left me crying inside the car. Someone picked him up and that's just it. He left me...alone...crying.I don't think that I can even drive in my state so I called Miya. The service van took her here, which immediately left after sending Miya here."Beautrin..." she held my face and tried to wipe my tears but they were still dripping. It just won't stop falling! I've been trying! I've been trying so hard to contain my tears but it just won't budge.I could see Miya's face with intense sadness as she looked at my whole face. I know. I know that my face shows how hurt and broken I am right now. There are no enough words to describe what I am feeling right now. This is just too much for me to handle."M-Mi..." I cried louder. She did nothing else but
Consequences"I have to tell him... I have to tell him... I have to tell him..." That's what I said over and over again when I woke up the next morning inside my condo. I am not sure, and I don't know how he will react on this. But I wish...I am wishing that he'll believe me now. Because honestly, I don't know what to do. I wanna raise the kid alone so bad but...but what if those people come back and hurt me again? What if they take my child away from me again?!No!This is not about me anymore! But also for my unborn child. I have to protect my child...our child. Together. Claus and I will do it together! His child needs him. We need him...I-I can't be alone because I'm scared! I am afraid not only for myself but also for my child...our child.I lazily took a bath before dressing myself up. When I was satisfied with my look, I immediately left the room."Trin...?" Miya immediately noticed me. She was sitting in the living room and it looked like she was talking to someone on her c
Never again Has someone already told me that my life would end up being this hard? I bet no. Because I wasn't prepared. I... No one is prepared. B-but I never thought my life would be this difficult. I never thought that the day would come when I don't even want be alive...that I would rather wish be gone. I didn't think I would choose to be selfish on this. I just want to disappear from the world because of what is happening to me. I know how much my mother and father are angry with me. I know that. Ever since I was a child, I could feel it. I was never the priority. It was always my twin. But even so, I still understand them. I tried to understand them from the very beginning. I...took my time. I took my time and did everything for me to be noticed by them, so that they could acknowledge me, that one day they would remember that their daughter has a twin and isn't alone. I took my time. I was living not for myself but to satisfy my family. But it was never enough. I...was never e
BrokenSadness. Undenial. Angry. Frustrated. It's so sad that I have to lose someone I truly value just so I would wake up in my own daydream. That the daydream, the dream, the place that I've been trying to live on is not at all a dream but a nightmare. I clutched my Momma's dress tightly to my chest as I cried. Memories of her when I was still young washed over me. "You're back in your room. Why don't you come out, hmm? It's your birthday and one of our princesses is sulking already." It was Momma Delia's voice when she came inside my room. I sighed. Any child will probably sulk inside his or her room if your own parents don't greet and pay attention to you. They only greeted Beatriz while when in fact, we're twins. We have the same birthday too so I don't understand why am I treated differently.I'm sad. But...I can't be mad at them. Sulking, yes, but I am never the type of the person who'll invest myself with too much hate.Even if they think I'm cursed, at least I still kno
For goodLeaving may be the hardest thing to do for many. Who would want to leave the place you grew up in, right? No one wants to leave and go somewhere unfamiliar to you.But now, that is the easiest way for me to finally let go of everything. The easiest and the most practical way to do. Leaving is the easiest choice for me right now. Not the easiest escape, because everything won't be easy for me, that's for sure. I guess I've been through all the hardships in life that I am somewhat feeling calm. I don't know. Maybe I'm not yet saddened by what I'm going to go through in the future.nBut at least, now... I can finally be free.Free from pain, from hurt, from all the shits that I've been through, from the people who caused my life so much...pain."Are you really serious? Are you really going to leave? The Philippines?" Tammy asked me one question. I don't exactly know how many times did she asked me that. She looks like she's not convinced yet. We're both leaning on her car while
Indira"Your designs are quite interesting! I saw some of your posts in social media and I must say that everything looks unique. I am not surprise anymore as to why your works became a hot topic and trended all over Paris!" Mr. Del Rio's assistant voiced out.I smiled at what I heard. My designs really came from someone. From my baby. My child is my inspiration while I was doing it. My baby is the reason why I made such a masterpiece. I softly caressed my swelling stomach. This is my nine month already, and I can say that leaving the place where I used to live is such a good decision. I am now better. Better than anything else. Better than before. And who would have thought that I'll end up designing clothes, rather than modeling one, like I used to, huh?When I was in the Philippines, I used to model clothes and such. Well, I always wanted to design clothes but I have never tried it before. I just thought of designing because of my baby. My first designs were baby clothes. When w