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"Addie anak inatake ang daddy mo kaya kailangan nating lumipad patungong amerika. Your daddy needs us baby". nadurog ang bata kong puso ngunit hindi dahil sa nangyari kay daddy kung hindi dahil malalayo ako sa kababata ko.
On the first day of class, she immediately caught my attention. Her long black hair was braided. Her round cheeks were blushing. She wore a pink princess dress that perfectly fit her very cute figure. She was quiet and shy around the rest of us kids. She cried when her mommy left her. It was as if she would be left alone, yet they owned the building. They owned the school, so her mommy was just within the school premises anyway. I couldn't bear to let the first day of class end without approaching and talking to her, and so I did. I approached her. I befriended her. I was excited to go to school because of her. Being with her at the school was fascinating. But dad got sick. We had to fly back to the US because mom needed to run our business herself. They planned to stay in the US for good, and so I had no choice but to go with them even though it broke me. My young heart broke at that very moment. "Kuya sa Hotel Manila po" I excitedly announce my destination. Tumango si manong driver. I caught him staring at me through his rearview mirror. I waved my hand and smile wider at him. He didn't informed me the exact amount but he nodded his head. Nilabas ko ang cellphone sa bag at binuksan. Bumungad sa mga mata ko ang litrato niya sa wallpaper ng phone ko. I downloaded it from her I* account. She was pretty in this photo. Nakapeace sign pa nga at malawak ang ngiti. Showing her perfect set of teeth at the camera. Bumili ako ng simcard sa airport pagkalapag ng eroplano. Binuksan ko ang internet at hinanap ang paborito kong account sa I*. May bago siyang post. Sa loob ng 13 years hindi naging madali para sa akin lahat. We left the Philippines when I was five year old and I thought my feelings for her were just sisterly love but as days went by my feelings went deeper that made me realize it wasn't just a friendly love anymore but more than that. Morethan a sisterly love. When I turned ten I created an account on I* and started searching for her but it wasn't easy to find an account that is not even existing. Araw araw hinanap ko ang account niya hanggang sa naisip ko ang mommy Shanaia niya. And I was lucky dahil sa unang subok ko nahanap ko agad ang hinahanap. She has a lot of pictures with my girl. Yes at the age of ten I knew then that I was into her. And so whenever I look at her pictures I always claimed her mine..My girl. My vitals. Unang kita ko palang sa pictures niya I knew then I was attracted to her. Lalo siyang gumaganda habang nagdadalaga. Napuno ng pictures niya ang gallery ng phone at laptop ko. Walang oras ang dumadaan na hindi ko pinagmamasdan ang mga litrato niya. Updated lahat ang mga pictures niya sa phone ko. And thanks to her mom dahil halos araw araw may mga litrato siyang ina-upload sa I* niya na siyang kumukumpleto sa bawat araw ko. Then one day I messaged tita Shanaia. I introduced myself though I knew she must be forgotten about me already. But I was surprised that she never forgot my existence. Through her nagkaroon kami muli ng communication ni Asher. Gumawa siya ng account niya and we followed each other. Gaya ng dati mabilis din bumalik ang closeness naming dalawa. Araw araw nagsesend siya sa akin ng updates sa mga ganap niya and ganun din ako. Until one day she opened up about her huge crush with this girl named Mia Sandoval. "I think my feelings is not just a simple crush anymore Addie. I love her..I am in love with her. She's very good at playing volleyball. Actually she's good at everything she does." she said smiling widely at the camera. Looking so proud. She called me through I* just to tell me this. Does she have any idea how much she's hurting me? I wanted to cry and tell her I love her too but damn.....naduduwag ako. I cannot lose our friendship. I cannot lose her. Araw araw si Mia Sandoval at Amber ang laman ng usapan namin. Ang dalawang babaeng iyon ang bukambibig niya ngunit hindi naman ako makapagreklamo dahil kita ko sa ningning ng mga mata niya kung gaano siya kasaya habang pinag uusapan namin ang babaeng nagugustohan niya at ang matalik niyang kaibigan na si Amber. "How about you Addie?Are you straight? Hindi kaba minsan nagkakagusto man lang sa babae kagaya ko?" she asked me curiously. She was staring at me intently at the screen of her phone. Natigilan ako sa tanong niya pansumandali. Ngunit nang halos magsalubong na ang kilay niya sa harapan ng camera habang naghihintay ng sagot ko ay wala sarili akong umiling iling. Kuyom ang mga kamao ko sa ibabaw ng lamesa. Gusto kong sabihing oo matagal na akong may gusto sayo. That you she was the one who bended me. But I chose not to say anything about my feelings yet. It is not the perfect time to confess yet. "I am straight Ash. Straight as pole." I smiled sweetly. And deep down I knew then I was lying, lying about my feelings.IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER "“Good morning, sleepyhead.” A soft, protesting groan escaped my lips. I reached for the pillow wedged between my thighs and pulled it over my face, hoping to shut out whoever had the audacity to disturb my precious sleep. Unfortunately, a quiet giggle from an unfamiliar voice stopped me in my tracks. “She doesn’t want to be disturbed, Ate. Just look at her eyebrows!” the woman exclaimed, amusement lacing her voice. “They’re practically touching. Give her a few more seconds, and they might become one straight line.” I stirred before slowly peeling my eyes open. Adrienne’s beautiful face greeted me the moment I lowered my pillow. Her lips were curved into a soft, bright smile, and her hair fell loosely around her shoulders, making her look effortlessly gorgeous even this early in the morning. But she wasn’t alone. Another woman stood behind her, watching me with a curious glint in her eyes. She had the brightest smile I had ever seen, as though the mere si
IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER “Fuck, hindi… hindi…hindi., Blue.” Adrienne slammed the car door. Tears streaming down her face as she stares at the burning vehicle far below the cliff. The same vehicle belonging to the people who had taken Caitlin. I followed her out, my own breath catching as I looked down at the wreckage. The flames swallowed the darkness below. I covered my mouth. Beside me, Adrienne stood completely still, her hand clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. I reached for it and held on, desperate to give her something, anything to keep her anchored. But for the first time, I saw her completely broken. Adrienne was crying. Not quietly. Not the kind of tears she could wipe away and pretend never happened. She was devastated. “bababa ako, hahanapin ko siya. She can’t be dead. This can’t be happening.” her jaw tightened. Before I could stop her, she pulled her arm away from me and stepped closer to the edge. My stomach dropped at the sight of her. “What ar
IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER Life is full of things we never expect. Things that never once cross our minds as possibilities, until suddenly, they become our reality. When I saw Amber suffering, when I watched her drowning in pain, I promised myself that I would pull her out of it. I did everything I could to help her forget Caitlin,the woman I believed would never come back. And back then, I was certain I loved Amber. I chose her. I chose to stay beside her when she was hurting. I chose to become the person who would make her smile again. I chose to love her because I believed that if I could ease her pain, then maybe the ache inside me would disappear too. Every time I saw Amber cry, every time she locked herself away in her sadness, I felt her pain as though it were my own. Seeing her broken made something inside me break, too. So I convinced myself that was love. Maybe it was. But love, no matter how real it once felt, does not always mean it is meant to last. I thought I understood
IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER I remained silent for the entire drive to Amber’s office. The only thing breaking the silence inside the car was Yellow, who kept asking questions from time to time. Adrienne answered each one with nothing more than brief, restrained replies. I kept my eyes fixed on the window, watching people pass by and the chaotic streets of the city blur into one another. The car moved in stops and starts, trapped in the heavy afternoon traffic. It was rush hour, the time when students and employees were all making their way home. I never looked in Adrienne’s direction. But I could feel her. Every now and then, I caught the faint weight of her gaze on me, even without turning my head. I wondered why I couldn't see any sweetness between her and Yellow. They didn't have to hold back because of me. They didn't have to hide anything. And yet, a selfish part of me was grateful that they weren't being openly affectionate in front of me. Because even seeing them exchange smile
IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER Two weeks had passed since what happened at the hospital. Since she returned. And for those same two weeks, I had been avoiding her. I was afraid that the wall I had been desperately trying to build around my heart would come crumbling down the moment I stood before her. I had spent convincing myself that distance was the only way to keep from falling apart, and yet every passing day without her seemed to weaken the very foundation I was trying to protect. I didn’t want to be the reason she and Yellow fell apart. I rested my head against my pillow and stared at the ceiling. I had been awake for hours, but I couldn’t bring myself to get up and go to work. My body felt heavy, as though even the simplest movement required more strength than I had left to give. For two weeks, she had tried talking to me over and over again. And for two weeks, I had chosen not to face her. Not because I didn’t want to hear her voice. God knew how desperately I wanted to. But I was t
IANA SKYLEIGH ASHER YU One month had passed since Adie left the country. At first, I was angry. I thought she had done it again, walked away without a word, leaving me behind as though I were nothing more than a passing thought in her life. I had been hurt, furious even, because for a moment I believed that after everything that had happened between us, she had still chosen to disappear without giving me a single explanation. But that anger vanished the moment I learned the truth. She hadn't left willingly. She had been taken. And once again, I was afraid. I asked Tito Mark to investigate everything. I wanted to know who had taken her, why she had been forced out of the country, and where she had been brought. Tito Mark was Momma's right-hand man at the agency, and if anyone could dig deep enough to uncover the truth, it was him. Eventually, he found something. According to him, it was Adie's own grandfather who had been behind her abduction and the forced departure from the Ph
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