Pitying Novels & Stories

“It’s not like that—” “Save it!” she interrupted, her voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t need anyone’s pity or sympathy. I’ve moved past it. Do you understand? Past it! Kaya hindi ko kailangan ng kahit na anong salita galing sa iyo about doon.”

Meron naman kasi ako. “Maliyah?” Napahinto ako ang nilingon si Alexander. I saw pity in his eyes. Dumako ang mata ko kay Terry, it was the same. Pity and sympathy at the same time. Sa dami ng sinabi ni Ate Maze wala na akong naintindihan. Bumabagabag sa isip at puso ko ang lalim ng pinag huhugutan niyang sakit at hinanakit sa akin at kay Mama.

wika nito na nagpagising sa kanyang malalim na pag-iisip. “Bakit?” Wala sa sarili siyang napakurap. “Paano ba kita tignan?” “You’re looking at me like you pity me,” he replied. “I don’t fvcking need your pity, Tally.” “How did things turned out like this?” mahina niyang tanong sa halip na pansinin ang mga sinabi nito. “A-alam mo ba kung sino ang may gawa?”

I don't want him to pity me. "Son---" "Just fuckin leave!" Pagtataboy ko sa kanya while pointing the door. Kita ko ang lubos na pagkadismaya sa kanyang mukha. Ramdam kong ayaw pa sana niya ngunit wala na rin siyang nagawa kundi ang lumisan.

“Pero Elias, she lost a child. Alam kong masama siya, pero bilang babae, I can’t help but feel something… para bang naaalala ko ‘yung mga time na buntis ako. The fear, the hope, lahat. Hindi ko ma-imagine kung mawawala bigla ‘yung baby na nasa sinapupunan ko. Kahit na siya si Cassandra, kahit na dati siyang si Janice… hindi ba deserving siya ng kahit kaunting sympathy?” Huminga nang malalim si Elias. Tumayo siya mula sa mesa at lumapit kay Lyra, marahang kinuha ang tasa mula sa kamay nito. “I get it, Lyra. Naiintindihan ko ang point mo. But sympathy is dangerous. Konting awa, konting pagdududa, and that’s all it takes para masira ang focus natin. Alam mo kung gaano sila katuso. Alam mo kung

"Just promise me this, eat on time. I know na wala kang gana dahil sa nangyari, but you have to force yourself to eat at all times... Sleep peacefully at night, uminom ka ng gatas instead of, beer or wine. Make yourself healthy everyday. Dahil wala na ako ng mga oras na iyan para alagaan ka." "Santina..." Wala na itong ibang binigkas kung hindi ang pangalan niya. Maybe he felt deeply sorry for her. Not because he loved her. but because it makes him sad. Pity is the right word. All he felt for her was a pity, not love. "Please take care of yourself for me. That's all I ask from you." Naninikip man ang d****b niya sa sobrang sakit ay pinilit niya pa rin na ngumiti rito.

“I told you, I have pity for people who have a damag---“ “Oh shut up!” putol na singhal ni Joanna na ikinatayo nito sa pagkaka-upo sa sahig. “Hindi ako maniniwala na tutulungan mo ako dahil naawa ka sa akin gayong hindi mo ako totally na kilala. Hindi ka naawa sa akin that’s the fact and for sure naman na hindi ka matulungin, kaya pwede ba don’t pity me. Aalis na ako.” Pahayag ko na ikinatalikod ko na para magawa ko naman kung ano ang naudlot na gagawin ko kanina.

When Jeffrey's smiled faded and looke into her eyes directly, letting her see that what's he's about to say is nothing but whole truth, she looked into his eyes with the same intensity. "I look up to you more than you could ever imagine. I don't pity you, but I wanna share your sadness, your sorrows, your pain, everything about you, and that's why I've been asking you about those things in your life. I don't pity you." Sabi nito. Halos mahigit niya ang hininga. Grabe ang nararamdaman niyang temptasyon upang siilin ito ng halik. He's so handsome. So honest. so lovely.

Naupo ako sa sofa at pumikit, what I have done? “It’s a pity, naawa rin ako sa kapatid ko but I cannot stop him to love you, and I cannot stop you to love my cousin, ayoko na makialam sa kung ano ang desisyon mo, but you let this happen, so kung ano ang resulta, you shouldn’t feel a guilt, alam mo na possible ito mangyare, if you feel pity and allow this at the same time, you will be a hypocrite in your own tragedy,” he said and I feel that he is mad at me, dama ko ang bigat ng sinasabi ni Christ sa akin.

"Hindi na kailangan." Tigas ang panga ni Bryson nang lumingon kay Pey. Walang halong kahit na anong emosyon sa kanyang mukha. Nakakatakot ang kanyang pigil at mababang boses. Hindi iyon nakaligtas kay Pey. She was scared. She was scared of losing him. She was scared of losing all the effort she had to put, and it would just go down the drain.