Moth On The Flame

Alas Prian's Point Of View

She is like a beautiful flame that shines every day and night, and I was like a naive moth who keep on lingering around the corner tempted to touch her. She is like a forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden, and I'm the fool Adan who tempted to have a taste of her. Although I know the consequence of my foolishness, I still dare to cross the path between us. And I'm more than willing to die a martyr for the love that I had for her.

"She's a Dela Huerta, Alas"

I frown when I heard what Sideros told me. I'm aware of that fact, but what can I do? Cupid hit me so hard. I was like a fucking moth who's so tempted to touch a fire, and Elizabeth Lemonine Dela Huerta is a fire that could burn me alive and yet I still want her. Putangina lang pero gustong gusto ko siya, kahit na alam kung ako mismo ang papaso sa sarili ko kapag sinubukan kong malunod sa kanya.

"You have been warned by Priam, Abuelo wouldn't be pleased when he heard how you get swoon over to a Dela Huerta" Sideros added.

Pero sino nga bang hinahanapan niya ng paki? Ako? Ang isang gagong tulad ko? Tangina hahaha, nag papatawa yata ang isang ito.

I shake my head and smile when my gaze went to my sweet lemonade. She's smiling sweetly and warmly at the young lady who's giving her assistance. They were standing on a small hill under the huge tree. The two are having fun while picking flowers and putting them inside the basket.

She looks so near yet so far... Ahh! I am so whipped with her.

"Alas-"

"I don't give a shit" I cut him off and smile smugly "Kailan ba ako nakinig sa kanila? Tangina, pero wala akong maalala" I shrugged my shoulder.

I'm not a fucking puppet. I don't fucking care if she is a Dela Huerta and I'm a fucking Le Havre. My family and her family has nothing to do with what I feel for her. They can't dictate me what to do, because this is the first time in my life that I become so sure with one thing. And that is my feelings with the woman I'm forbidden to love.

Elizabeth Lemonine Dela Huerta, my sweet Lemonade. She seems so close yet so far to hold and that is because of the distance between her family and my family. Sadya nga sigurong mapag laro ang tadhana, sa dinarami raming babae, sa nag iisang babaeng Dela Huerta pa ako nag kagusto. Tsk.

"You can't trust that woman. Did you forgot what happen to Uncle Alanis? Nasira ang buhay niya dahil lang sa isang babae" Sideros stated that made me chuckle humorously.

"You're talking as if cupid didn't tried to hit you with his arrow once. Mapagpanggap amputa" I teased him and turn back my gaze to the woman I've been staring at for about an hour now.

"Mine is damn different with yours! You're so whipped with that woman you suppose to hate"

I creased my forehead.

My lips tighten with what he said and I fisted my hand "She's innocent with what his father did" I said lowly.

"But she has his father's blood!" He speaks out.

"That's fucking lame" I flatly hissed and stood up straight facing him "How could I blame a woman who doesn't even know what her father did?" I glance at Elizabeth Lemonine "She's innocent from all of these. She oblivious to everything, don't try to point your finger at her. Because I'm willing to cross the line between Le Havre and Dela Huerta just for her" I said firmly.

I don't care who she is, I don't care if she is a Dela Huerta. Even before I let myself drowned with her, I already accepted the consequence I must face just to have her. And I know that just like Juano Uno, I'm willing to be no one if the reason why she can't love me, is me being a Le Havre.

"Are you fucking insane? Do you see that tree? That fucking tree symbolizes the war between our family and her family. You are no Juano Uno, and that Dela Huerta is not Levina. Pull your shit back Alas! You can't have a forbidden fruit. And that woman is forbidden for you to love" he hissed

I fisted my hand and clenched my jaw gritting my teeth staring at Sideros with my bloodshot eyes.

"You can't fucking dictate me what to do Sideros" I hissed controlling my raging anger.

He's right, he is fucking damn right! But as I said, I don't fucking care. Elizabeth Lemonine Dela Huerta is worth the wait, she is worth the fight. I can't just let her slipped on my hand just because she is a Dela Huerta. I can turn my knuckles bloody for her if that is necessary. And if I need to wait for 51 years, nine months, and four days just like Florentino Ariza for me to prove how much I love Elizabeth Lemonine then I would gladly do. Because Elizabeth is my Fermina Daza, my Juliet, my modern Madonna.

"It's not a sin to love, Sideros" I utter.

"I know, but it is a sin to love a Dela Huerta, Alas"