Sakit Hatiku Novels & Stories

I pulled a pitiful face as though wanting to cry. "Am fine so stop worrying" I replied, cleaning my mouth with the back of my palm. Mirabelle stood up and placed her palm on my forehead and shook her head. I was okay, so why was she acting like I wasn't normal? Besides, where was the doctors? I hate being at the hospital and I wanted to go home. I wasn't interested in how I got here because I believed I was rescued before passing out. "When would I be discharged?" I beckoned and they both scoffed at me.

V Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili kong macurious dahil sa nangyayari sa taas. "Inatake na naman si sir" iiling-iling sa sabi ng katabi kong kasambahay. "Anong sakit niya?" I asked full of confusion. My heart beat fast and still processing what happened. "Intermittent explosive disorder po ma'am, pero mabait po si sir minsan lang po kasi kapag may mga bagay na hindi niya nagugustuhan dahilan para magalit ito ay bigla na lang siyang inaatake ng sakit niya" I know that kind of disorder, ngayon naintindihan ko na, kong bakit gano'n na lang siya umasta kanina sa harap ko.

Bakit kailangan ko pa siyang makilala? Ang sakit sakit. Hindi ko alam kung makakayanan ko pa ba. Ito ang ikinakatakot ko eh! Minahal ko siya ng sobra na ang sakit sakit na. Please God. Ibalik niyo sakin.. kahit saglit lang. Gusto ko siyang makita!

Paulit ulit tayong tatayo at paulit ulit din tayong dadapa minsan sabihin natin na pagod na tayo, tama na, pero hindi pwede. Lima kami sa magkakapatid si mama naman ay parang may sakit sa utak humiling na ako sa hari noon na magamot si mama pero kahit sinong manggamot ay hindi alam ang sakit niya si papa naman ay isang kawal sa kahiraan sinasabi niya na siya ang ama ko. Pero di ako naniniwala dahil ako lang ang may ganitong mata At kapangyarihan

Disappointment instantly crept inside me. Hindi man lang ba nya ko pinuntahan rito? Hindi man lang ba nya'ko gustong makita dahil ako, I'm dying to see him right now! And my legs won't even move para mapuntahan at maupakan ko man lang ito ngayon dahil sa hindi pagdalaw nito. That shit! "Ms. Javier. Anong nararamdaman mo ngayon? Wala ka bang ibang nararamdamang sakit sa katawan mo? " I heard the doctor from my right inquired.

I collected it,cleaning my unstoppable tears. Mig said he loves me ... He have to wake up to hear me say I love him more. My heart is in pain right now...I'm not myself. I feel sick, hurt,sad! He's the only one who can clear my pains away. Once he's conscious..I know i will get better immediately. "What if i don't get the chance to tell him i love him more" I thought and cried harder. My head ached..my mouth felt sour. I felt dizzy that i had to quickly rest on a wall.

I asked, raising my brows at the delusional man. Cedric clenched his jaw. He was controlling himself from snapping at me. I didn't want him to control himself. I wanted him to snap at me so that I could at least have a good reason to kill him. That man was testing my patience— a patience that I barely have.

Silence. My voice sounds small. But the words are huge. Too huge. They fill the whole room. He doesn’t move. Don't blink. “...What?” “You heard me.” “Nico” “No, listen,” I cut in. “I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of acting like it’s normal to see someone else touch you like that. It makes me sick. It makes me angry. It makes me” My voice breaks. I hate that. I hate crying.

I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016) I stopped the song in middle because I felt a strong pain in my heart and my eyes were red shedding tears.My mind was filled with my lovable night with him in F city. It was like a dream for me.I always tried to control my feelings for him but I never succeeded. I hurts me so much whenever I think of him.Although my life is complete with a caring husband and a lovely child I always felt some emptiness in my heart.

I sighed heavily and hugged her. “I don't know what's wrong with me? I'm in a lot of pain nowadays since I began to frequently get sick, making me hate everything. I feel like it is his fault because I began to suffer like this after coming here.” I whispered, letting the practiced tears fall, staining her shoulders.