Broken In Tagalog Novels & Stories

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

This is helplessness in its simplest term. At around nine o’clock in the evening, while waiting for matters to somehow improve, I remembered the kid next to our apartment saying, “Ma, mababa na ang tubig, kita na yung plate number ng kotse.” (Ma, the water is finally subsiding. I can already see the plate number of the car)

* a few minutes later* What the... Dad, please don't this again. Am begging you. He covered my mouth and continued to rape me, he didn't stop until he was satisfied. I lost all my strength, confidence, my virginity, and my pride as a woman. I felt dirty, no amount of bath can wash the filth away.

"Bakit na iinggit ka ba? You want me to call you stupid like your cousin?" Aba! Ini-english na naman ako ah Teka nga at ng masampolan ng pang malakasang english. "Call me stupid and papansin at least hindi ako katulad mong nag set up ng engagement party pero hindi naman pinakasalan tssk." Nanlaki ang mga mata niya at naiatras pa ang isang paa dahil sa gulat. "Sinong tanga?" Kinanta ko na may tono ng sa Dora the Explorer

Babae “Nahulog ako sa mga bulaklaking mga bigkas, mala-langit na pangako na hindi ko napansin sa huli ay inuuod na tangkay at nabubulok na petalya na siya nang kumanlong sa akin habang buhay."

It looked like it was practically built for students to sneak out. I was just about to jump down to the other side when his voice called out once more. "Hey, rule breaker!" I glanced back over my shoulder. "What?" "Who are you?" I let a slow smirk spread across my face before giving him my answer. "Andriette."

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

My legs felt weak as I staggered forward, clutching that half-hand to my chest. "Where's Shawn? Don't think you can shield him just because you're around! Who do you think you are?" Zach's voice boomed with anger. I ignored him, but he didn't let it go. He stepped closer and grabbed my arm. He was strong, yanking me so hard that I crashed into the cold, hard wall. A wave of pain hit me, making me break out in a cold sweat. The pain in my lower abdomen felt unbearable, but I tightened my grip on that half-hand.

At least hunger is something I can identify, measure, understand. The betrayal? That's a wound that won't stop bleeding no matter how many times I tell myself to move on.