Winced Novels & Stories

Vivianne was caught off guard, causing her leg to hit the base of the side table. As she trembled in pain, she shifted her gaze upward, sensing that the man who pushed her was probably satisfied in seeing her painful gasp and expression. As she immediately trembled in pain, doon niya napagtanto kung gaano kasama ang ugali ng lalaking pakakasalan niya.

Buti narin yun para hindi maramdaman yung sakit sa bandang gitna ko. BUT DAMN! Mission Failed!

Hindi ko pinunasan ang mataas na bahagi, bahala sila. “Fvcking hurt!" Malakas akong napasigaw sa sakit ng likod ko. Bwisit magkaka- arthritis pa ata ako. Letse talaga! Mas nakakapagod pala ito kesa ang mag-gym. Tàgaktak na ang pawis sa noo ko lalong-lalo na ang buong katawan ko dahil sa suot kong parang gag0. “I will kill you Dracula!"

Every second, it felt like someone was twisting a knife inside me. “Ahhh…” A small, pained moan escaped my lips. I tried to move, pero bawat kilos ko was met with a sharper sting. It was a searing cramp that radiated from my lower back to my abdomen. Biglang lumamig ang buong katawan ko, and I started shivering even under the thick duvet. Kinapa ko ang gilid ng kama, frantically looking for Luca’s hand. "Luca..." I whispered, but my voice was shaking and barely audible.

“I know you’re hurting, but destroying someone’s life… are you sure—” “Yes.” Hindi ko siya hinayaang matapos. Ang tumahimik na sumunod ay mabigat at mahabang tanikala ng saloobin. “You’re darker than before,” mahina niyang bungad. “Pain changes the composition of blood, Gwen. Mine runs different now.” Pinikit ko ang mata ko. Hindi siya sumagot sa loob ng saglit hanggang maramdaman ko ang panginginig sa boses niya, “I’ll come over.”

Her voice pierced through the chaos, laden with fear and concern. I could feel aching all over my body. My glasses had been knocked off earlier, so I couldn't tell if my vision was blurry from the fall or the tears welling in my eyes. I closed them tightly, trying to block out the pain that radiated from my arms, head, and waist. It felt like hot pokers were searing through my skin with every movement. Waist. I froze, instinctively clutching my stomach. The heat of my blood seemed to scorch my skin, igniting every nerve ending in my body with a fiery pain.

Kaya napadaing ito sa sakit. "Ouch wifey, ansakit nun ah," tumatawang reklamo ni Vince na agad hinuli ang kamay niya. Habang siya nag iinit ang pagmumukha sa pinagsasabi nito. Mabuti na lang at nasa dibdib nito ang mukha niya at hindi nito nakikita ang pamumula niya. "Lintik ka hubby, bakit kailangan pang ipaalala," aniya.

sagot ni Wade. Nagbuga siya ng hangin. "I'm not feeling well." aniya, totoong hindi maganda ang pakiramdam niya. Palaging sumasakit ang ulo niya kaya kailangan niyang uminom palagi ng pain killers o madalas kailangan niyang magpakalasing para makatulog siya ng mahimbing. Nilapitan siya ni Wade at inabutan ng baso ng wine. "Nah, just relax, sometimes you need to unwind Eachen," komento nito.

Hindi pa rin klaro ang mukha ng lalaki roon. "Agh! A-aaraay! Shit! Shit!" sunod-sunod na mura ang pinakawalan niya. Napahiwalay si Wren sa kanya at nag-aalalang tiningnan siya. "Zayn darling, what happened? Are you okay?"

Madalas na nga rin itong naka-bedrest dahil sa sobrang panghihina, at nagw-wheelchair kapag hindi na nito kaya maglakad. Mukhang kaunti na nga lang ay bibigay na ito. Malungkot na ngumiti si Vivianne at hinawakan ang kamay ng ina. “Gaano na nga ulit katagal mula nang maging gan’yan ang pakiramdam mo?”