My Dearest Self With Malice Aforethought Novels & Stories

Naka ngising sabi nito, wala sa sariling napa kamot na lamang naman si Amara. Paano niya nga ba naman kasi sasabihin na tama nga ito, masyado ngang malisyoso ang isip niya mula nitong nakaraan araw. Amara just couldn't say to him that right now, the image of him f*cking her with his powerful tongue played inside her head. That would be too inapproprite- "Oh eh bakit? Ano naman kung tama ka nga, let's say you are right, say I am indeed having a very malicious thoughts about you right now, who do you think is to blame, 'di ba ikaw?

Ang hirap magdesisyon pero sa huli ay sinunod ko rin naman kung ano ang gusto nila. Habang sakay ako ng eroplano papunta sa panibagong bansa at habang nakatitig sa mga ulap, bigla kong natanto na ni minsan ay hindi ako napili ninuman at hanggang ngayon, hindi ko pa rin magawang piliin iyong sarili ko. Yes, I was selfish, but I was the kind of selfish only in thoughts and words but never in action.

Isang ngiti ang pinakawalan ko sa harapan niya. "You might have ruined me with that word if Atasha doesn't now help me in rebuilding myself. Sorry, not sorry, Mr. Rodriguez; everything that happened was brought on by your collective selfishness and self-interest. Even Atasha and my innocent lives were shattered because of you," I stated and stood up from my seat. "Don't worry. You'll serve your karma well with your so-called family." I smirked and finally left the facility.

To someone so selfish like me. And now here I am, facing all my consequences for being selfish in life. Getting hurt physically and secretly suffering mentally because of my health. This karma is really something, I only made a mistake once in my life but the punishment was so terrible and unacceptable, grabe kamatayan? Hindi ba't parang sobra naman ata 'yun, Lord? O hindi pa 'yun sapat? Baka may gusto pang dumagdag sa lahat ng hinanakit ko, huwag kayong mahiya, saktan niyo lang ako. Last niyo na rin naman 'tong magagawa sa'kin, kaya lubos-lubusin niyo na.

“Mahal kita, Danreve.” “ ‘Wag ka namang maging selfish!” Mapakla na lang akong tumawa. Matapos mabasa ang sunod-sunod niyang mensahe. ‘Yan ang paulit-ulit niyang sinasabi. ‘Wag akong maging selfish. Siya ang selfish, not me.

“I know what you want to say, but when the old master gave that evil creature the Storge Trust, he said that she should not make any big mistakes before getting married. If not, it’ll be ours. “Alam ko ang gusto mong sabihin, pero ang old master ang nagbigay sa masamang nilalang na y’on ng Storge Trust, sabi niya na dapat hindi ito magkaroon ng malaking pagkakamali bago ikasal. Kung hindi, magiging atin ito. “That evil creature is not grateful. If murder is not a big mistake, what is? “Ang masamang nilalang na iyon ay walang utang na loob. Kung ang pagpatay ay hindi isang malaking pagkakamali, ano iyon?

“Masyado na tayong magkakilala, Daniel. Deep inside, noong pinili mong gawin ang lahat ng ‘yon, alam mo na rin kung ano magiging resulta.” May mapait na ngiti sa labi niya. “So stop acting innocent. At tigilan mo na rin ang pagpapanggap na helpless ka.” “In the adult world, hurting someone in the name of love is the ugliest kind of selfishness.” “If magpapakita ka sa seventeenth, matatapos natin ‘to peacefully.” Naging malamig na parang yelo ang mga mata niya. “But if you don’t…” “Then magkikita tayo sa korte.

“No. I didn't act in self-defense. I actually planned to kill him.” Kunot ang noong nagkatinginan ang tatlo niyang kaharap. Tahasang pag-amin kasi iyon ng kasalanan. Sa halip na mapagaan ang kanyang kaso, idinidiin niya pa ang kanyang sarili dito. “Why? Has it become your motive?”

Dumiretso kaagad ako sa sasakyan at saka lang sunod-sunod na tumulo ang aking mga luha. Pinaghalong suklam at poot ang nararamdaman ko sa mga oras na iyon. I wanted so badly to tell them that they are mean and selfish but I know they wouldn't understand that because they always think they're right. Masyado silang self-centered na kahit isampal mo pa sa kanila kung gaano ka nahihirapan sa ginagawa nila, they would never feel guilty about their actions as long as it satisfies them!

Ang mga mata niya ay matalim ngunit puno ng lalim. Ang bawat ngiti ay hindi na inosente, kundi taktikal. At sa bawat tibok ng kanyang puso, naroon ang tinig ng nakaraan: They took your life once. Don’t ever let them take it again. Lumapit siya sa desk, binuksan ang kanyang notebook, at muling nagsulat: Phase Six: Make him choose. “When the truth begins to burn, let him feel the fire of betrayal you once carried.”