Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Us Between Chaos: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

I'm still bothered about what Hank said last night. What does he mean by Hade living under the name of Tycen? I am so confused. I know Tycen was a common name, but still, I wasn't hallucinating when I saw Tycen from Hade. But I'm not sure if the Tycen I know was the Tycen that Hank mentioned. I wiped my face using both of my hands, slid it straight to my hair, and held a tight grip on the strands of my hair. I let a low groan and slammed myself on the bed. The fact that I didn't hold on to Tycen so that I won't be having a headache because of a boy, yet I'm so stressed out about the theory I had that maybe Hade and Tycen are the same person. If Hade was Tycen, how would I react? Will I get mad? What would be my reason for getting angry? Tycen and Hade didn't do anything wrong for me to respond like that. Will I be happy? Of course, I would be glad if I was a help to him. I instantly sat when I heard a knock on my door. When the door opened, mom peeked at me while smiling. I fo

All white yet too dark. The sun shines on me, yet this cold wind still shivers my whole body. In the middle of this long wide hallway, the unfamiliar scent lunge on me, and the echo of my steps sends my ears chills. I almost forgot how hearing a sound felt. As I take my last three steps, I take a deep breath. Afterward, I put a big smile on my face as I entered this section of the hospital called Ward 12. I violently gasped for air as soon as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw nothing. Everything was covered in white. I looked at the door when I heard the doorknob twist. Jarred came in with Dr. Kent. They both looked shocked as if I had come back from death. Jarred lunged into the chair beside me and slowly touched my left arm. He looked me in the eye and sighed. I shifted my gaze to the doctor, and he gave me a straight smile. "Ms. Soriano?" the doctor called. I raised my eyebrows as I waited for him to continue. "Did you do what I advised you to do?" he continued. I clenche

I listened to the constant ring of my cellphone from last night until this morning. A lot of people were also shouting outside our house, begging me to show myself. Paris didn't bother to ask what was happening because it was already on the news; Jackson did reveal my identity after all. I talked to Hank last night, and he was burning mad, assuring me that he'll fix the mess Jackson made. I doubt he can. They can not withdraw the information they have already revealed. I'm not sure if I felt distressed about the news revealing my identity or maybe the thought that the report had reached dad about what was going on. I sat on my bed and stared at my phone, dying. It was already low battery. I didn't bother to charge it; I walked straight to the kitchen ignoring the two pairs of eyes watching my move. I picked up a glass and the pitcher from the fridge and poured water on the glass. I drank it and put it in the sink; I didn't put the pitcher back in the fridge and was about to enter m

Dad came home as soon as he heard the news; he resigned from his company because his body could no longer work due to aging; he just turned fifty-two last month. I can't still believe that a year has passed as I look back. Months have passed, but we still have no news of what happened to Hade. I'm working on my new book these days and super busy. I barely have time to rest because I still have to do housework, take care of mom and Paris, and do the school work and work-related things. Dad doesn't care; he just chills at the house, laughs here and there, and drinks. He was bossing us around. I heard a knock at my door; Paris came in and locked it behind her. She slides herself to my bed and lays beside and hugs me. "Sydney, can I rant?" she asked; I slid my arm to her neck, and she climbed her head to my chest; I brushed her hair using my hand. "Can we just get out of here?" she asked. "Why?" she sighed and lifted her head, staring right into my eye. "Dad doesn't do anything h

I just realized the difference between important and precious, I thought these two mean the same thing, but I'm wrong; it's not. What's important will eventually become less important after some time, but what's precious breaks your heart. I'm still wondering if what I feel towards Tycen was really a genuine love or superficial. I didn't know him yet, I wanted him, but I'm not sure if the person I thought of him was really him or if it was the one I made inside my mind. I kept reminding us not to fall for each other because we didn't know each other yet; I was so scared to lose him. I really mean that. The feelings I felt for him were all genuine. I can totally relate to Bigbang's Let's not fall in love. I chuckled as I recalled the lyrics of the song. Let's not fall in love; we don't know each other very well yet. Actually, I'm a little scared, I'm sorry. Let's not make promises, you never know when tomorrow comes, but I really mean it when I say I like you. "Uri saranghaji mara