Himself Novels & Stories

He clenched his fist and wants to punch something but he held himself back. What decision should he make?

Then he stared at his own reflection in the dark TV screen. Wala siyang ibang nakikita kundi ang sarili niyang nagbago… pero hindi sigurado kung sapat iyon. Hindi sapat para kay Mia. Hindi sapat para sa damage na ginawa niya noon. Hindi sapat… Pero hindi rin naman niya ginagawa ang pagbabago para “makabalik.” For the first time in his life, he was changing for himself. For his own peace. For the man he wanted to become.

nakapamaywang na sabi nito habang nakatayo pa rin sa harap ko. "Look at yourself!" inis kong sabi. Sabay subsob ko sa mga hita ko ng mukha ko.Ayaw ko siyang makita ng ganoon sa harap ko mismo. Ano ba ang iniisip niya at humarap siya sa akin nang naka tapis lang ng tuwalya. I think he was trying to seduce me! Ibahin niya ako hindi ako bibigay ng ganun kabilis sa kanya!

Sana by 10PM andito na siya. I want him. Badly.

I am so ashamed of myself. "Okay, I hope both of you don't mind if you introduce yourselves. You... " He pointed at me using the tip of his pen. "And you." Turo niya sa may likuran ko. He also had a deep, husky voice. Such a manly man, but intimidating.

Tama, moronic na tao lang talaga ang kuya niya. But why does he feel that he's just comforting himself? xxx

he added and chucked. Nanlaki ang mata ko. “You're also ga—” “—Bis*xual.” he finished my statement. “I'm into both women and men.” he shrugged his shoulder. “Finally! Someone that can relate to me!” nakahinga ako nang maluwag. He chuckled. “You're kind of cute.”

he curiously asked himself in his deep voice. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- :>

He was not himself anymore. He's like a tiger ready to eat his prey. And I am the prey. And I wonder if he is really going to eat me?

"E ikaw naman 'yung nakakatawa." "No," he shook his head. "I am simply existing. You are the one reacting." "Ang yabang mo." "I prefer the word 'accurate.'" I stared at him. "Sino nagbigay sa'yo ng self-esteem na ganyan kataas?" He glanced at me for a second, smirking. "Life. And my mirror." "Delusional," I muttered. "Confident," he corrected. By the time we got home, I was already mentally exhausted from laughing and arguing at the same time.