A Bad Person Novels & Stories

Wala sa oras akong napaayos ng tingin at kung hindi lang s'ya nagdadrive ay baka nasapok ko na s'ya. "I must admit I love to like badboys but he isn't just a badboy. He's a criminal, binomba n'ya ang isang train station ilang daang tao rin ang namatay ng dahil ro'n at kung ano-ano pa." Tumango s'ya at nanahimik na ulit.

Huminga ako ng malalim. He let out a harsh sigh "Don't think bad of us Irish. It doesn't matter what people think about us, but what matters is how you perceived yourself. You are not fighting a wrong fight in the first place. Maybe, it was reckless. We are reckless but, it doesn't mean that we will label ourselves as a demon because of that. The true demon is not us, but the people who did bad things for their selfish and greedy reasons."

Parang may kung anong humaplos na naman sa puso ko, hindi ako sanay sa ganitong pakikipagusap sa akin ng boss ko. "Okay lang po, sir. Naiintindihan ko po." Mahina kong sagot dito. "But I'm not a bad person, Jenna." Bakit may sinabi ba akong bad ka? Sa sobrang bait mo nga, nanghahalik ka pa. "Alam ko naman po yun." Sang-ayon ko dito na napalunok na lang, paano kasi ay dumako na naman ang mga mata ko sa mga labi nya.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk ab—” “Am I a bad person?” bulalas ni Thara. Naningkit ang mga mata ni Rozein. “What? No. Why would you even ask that?” “Because I feel like I’m a bad person.” Nag-iwas ito ng tingin. “Why? What’s wrong?” “Namatay si Kevin dahil sa akin,” garalgal na sabi ni Thara. “I asked Allesandro to take care of him… ano bang naisip ko? Gano'n na ba ako kasama para gawin iyon?”

“Dito nakatira ang monster, ‘di ba?” Nagkatingan ang babae at si Psalm. “Monster?” tanong ng babae. “Iyong monster po… I heard daddy call him a monster. That person who always makes my mother cry.” “Oh! No, baby. You shouldn’t call people like that, kahit pa they’ve been a bad person or did some bad things to you, you don’t call them a monster.” “Why? They’re bad, mommy.” “Just don’t. Nobody’s perfect son… Just don’t call them that.”

" katwiran nito ngunit umiling s'ya habang hilam sa luha ang mga mata na nakatingin sa binata. "No Josh! You judge me easily dahil iyan na ang nakatatak sa pag-iisip mo. That— I am a bad person. Na masama akong tao at wala na akong gagawin na mabuti sa kapwa ko. Dahil iyan ang pagkakilala mo sa akin, kaya madali para sayo ang husgahan ako. You know what? Kung ano man ang pinanggalingan ng galit mo sa akin, siguro masyadong malalim ang dulot nito sa puso mo. At hindi ko alam kung ano ang dahilan ng lahat ng galit mo, at kung ano ang nagawa ko sayo!" naiiyak na turan n'ya sa binata.

dagdag niya pa. Halos madurog ang puso ko sa nasaksihan na paghihirap ng kapatid ko. Umikot ako sa kanyang harapan at pinantayan siya. "You are not a bad person. Okay? Y-you will never be. You're just hurt kaya ka ganyan. All you need is the person who will understand your pain and that is me Kiara. I w-will never turn my back on you." nahihirapang saad ko. "If I am not a bad person why am I suffering in this pain? I deserve to be happy right? But why can't I be happy? Why am I always crying? B-bakit iniiwan ako?"

Pagod na akong palampasin ang pag papanggap at pagmamaang maangan niya! Pagod na akong intindihin siya sa pagkukunwari niya! I hate to admit it but he's not a good person that I thought and wish that he is... I knew it deep inside! Pagkarating palang niya rito alam ko na...He's a bad person! A criminal just like those people who killed enzo! The same people who's been after me! "What are you talking about?! What evide--" agad kong tinaas ang kamay ko sa mukha niya at pinutol ang sasabihin niya.

Binigyang-diin pa niya ang salitang good person, saka muling humalakhak na parang baliw. Nadismaya ang mga tao at reporters. Ang mga akala nilang may himala, nauwi sa pagkatalo ng ordinaryong tao laban sa mayayamang kapitalista. Sa gilid, kumapit si Rhena sa braso ni Shawn, kunwari’y maluha-luha. “Shawn, how can Karen do this? How can she defend such a bad person? I really thought na magbabago siya, pero hindi pala…”

“Really? For your info Mr. Bismuth Da Silva… I’m not your friend, even your brothers, oh—let me rephrase that! Hahaha I don’t have ANY friends! No one will be my friend because friendship is bullshit! Got that?” “J-ja… (Yes)” “Think before you speak Bismuth. I’m not a superhero to save you because I’ll be the one who will kill you. Remember that.” “Forlat (Sorry) “ Kapag sinabi ko pa naman, tinotoo ko. That is me. I’m a bitch, demon and all other terms of a bad person. I killed so many people but I don’t feel anything. Maybe the right term is… I’m happy to see dying people, pleasing me and killing them with my hands.