トキシック Novels & Stories

“But it was enough to weaken her body and worsen her illness.” Napahawak ako sa gilid ng mesa na nasa tabi ko habang unti-unting bumibigat ang pakiramdam ko. Biglang bumalik sa isip ko ang mga huling araw ni Mamita sa ospital—ang mabilis na paghina ng katawan niya, ang paraan ng paghingal niya habang kausap ako. “What kind of toxin?” tanong ni Alejandro. Tahimik sandali si Dr. Cruz bago sumagot. “A synthetic compound that’s extremely difficult to detect unless you’re specifically looking for it.”

This was how masochistic I was- since from my relationship with Nick up until now. Sasabihin ng iba ginusto kong maging kabit dahil pinili kong manatili, kahit toxic, kahit may nasasaktan na iba at kahit hindi naibibigay sa akin ang tamang pagmamahal na deserve ko. But what people don't understand was how toxicity could linger deep inside you once you have its painful yet addicting push-and-pull feeling. There's this human nature about our affinity to toxicity- once you've been in a very toxic relationship, once you've experienced the torturous feeling of staying in love or staying out of love- you would crave for it. You would seek for the pain and the torture and it would be so hard to esc

Hell no! *****

I blurted out. Ininom ko ulit yung tequila. Mababa pa naman ang alcohol tolerance ko, kaya mabilis ako malasing at hindi ko na kontrolado ang isipan ko. Mabilis naman siya sumimangot at mahina na hinampas ang braso ko. "Bummer! Come on! Let's spice up your love life for once, Camilla." I sighed. "I am NBSB, Sophia. In case you forgot that."

It smells like blood but it's not mine. Tori, what have you done to me? ***