Pitifully Novels & Stories

pabulong kong sambit. I suffered alone in silence, drowning in pain, so you deserve to suffer just as much.

Just to be dumbfounded when he heard her broken cry. Kung gaano ito natigilan ay higit siya. She lay there beneath him unmovingly. Kagat na kagat niya ang kanyang mga labi para pigilan ang impit na d***g. She never thought that it will be this painful. It was as if she was torn apart. Kung gaano kasarap ng naramdaman niya kanina ay ganoon ka sakit ang kapalit ngayon.

I was hurt so bad! ***

Pinipigilan niyang humikbi, pero hindi niya kaya. Sobrang sakit. Parang may pwersang pumipiga sa puso niya, isang sakit na hindi kayang pagalingin ng kahit anong oras o panahon. "I'm sorry, Azriel…" mahina niyang bulong sa pagitan ng paghikbi. "I'm so sorry…"

She sob and let herself drown by the pain. ******

Of course, Sheena would twist her past into a sob story, painting her as a tragic figure for him to pity. She turned around slowly, her eyes blazing with defiance. “Let me guess—she told you how miserable my life has been? How I’m broken and pathetic? Did you pity me when she exaggerated every detail of my past?” His brows furrowed, a flicker of guilt passing through his dark eyes. “It’s not like that—”

Humagulgol ako at sumalampak ulit sa sahig, gusto ko na makita si Draven at mahawakan, I missed his voice, he always said when I am sad, that everything will be alright, just trust him and believe. Kanino ako kakapit, kanino ako sasandal ngayon, hanggang kailan ako lalaban kung umpisa pa lang ay talo na ako at wala na akong laban sa lahat ng dinadanas ko. "You're the most precious one that I had, maybe I don't deserve a man like you, kasi napaka gulo ng buhay ko, at napabayaan kita, hindi ko nagawa ang obligation ko before." Humiga ako sa sahig, nakatitig ako sa ceiling at lumagok sa alak, binuga ang usok.

Saglit siyang tumigil nang banggitin ang pangalan sa huli. "I-It hurts and it broke me into a million pieces. But I'm desperate. I want him. I want him to be mine. And I'm eager to get him, to take him away from her. I used all my power, all my communications just to make her life miserable." Kinapos ng hininga si Ariah sa mga naririnig mula sa bibig ni Venice. Tuloy-tuloy ang pagbagsak ng kaniyang luha habang hinahabol ang kaniyang hininga.

"Pilitin mo! Piliin mo yung tama! Mali yang nararamdaman mo! Sobrang mali!" "How!? Tell me how!? Madaling sabihin pero kay hirap, sobrang hirap piliin yung tama. Paano ko pipiliin yung tama kung sa maling ito ako magiging masaya?" nagsisimula ng mangilid ang mga luha ko sa mga mata, ayokong nakilita siyang ganito, nahihirapan at nasasaktan ng labis. "Masaya? Look at yourself! You're not happy! You're miserable! You're hurting yourself!"

Pero kahit anong pilit kong manatiling kalmado, naramdaman ko pa rin ang panginginig ng dibdib ko. “Hindi mo dapat tinutulungan si Lucian na maging miserable,” huling sabi ni Nancy, ang boses ay unti-unting lumalambot. “Kung mahal mo talaga siya, pakawalan mo siya.” Napahinto ako, marahang huminga. “Miserable?” dahan-dahan kong lingon sa kanya. “Ang miserable ay ‘yung taong umaasa sa isang lalaking hindi kailanman pipili sa kanya.”