Kismet's Perfect Fiasco

Episode 26

Cygny

"There, that's his house." I nervously said as I point my trembling forefinger towards Gonzalo's house.

Kinakabahan ako. Hindi ko talaga sure kung tama ba ang gagawin namin. I am still weighing the possible pros and cons of what we are about to do.

I swear, if I am on my room right now, I will right away do a series of PowerPoint slides with no hesistations at all. But, since I am not on my room and I don't have any gadgets with me at the moment, I started to visualize my usual pink designed PowerPoint slides on my pink brain:

Pros
1. This will be my greatest and not-so-sweet revenge.
2. Gonzalo deserves this.
3. This will feed my pathetic ego.
4. That house holds my worst memories so I should atleast hold my anger against it.

"Malapit lang pala sa bahay namin ang bahay niya. Kung alam ko lang, sana ay hindi na kita isinama." Sambit ni Hue habang nakangiti nang malawak doon sa bahay. Ipinark niya ang sasakyan sa tapat ng gate.

Actually, hindi ko talaga alam ang totoong bahay ni Gonzalo. Itong bahay lang na ito ang alam ko since ayaw niyang sagutin ang mga tanong ko sa kanya dati patungkol sa buhay niya. Ngayon, alam ko na kung bakit hindi niya sinasabi sa akin-- dahil paglalaruan niya lang naman pala ako.

I roll my eyes, the thoughts of him betraying me just fuel the pros I am thinking.

5. The heavy burden that my heart is lifting will be lighten up.
6. It will help me lessen the pain brought by that worst night.
7. This is for all the tears I've wasted for him.
8. I should do this because I am too fragile.
9. He messed with the wrong 15-year-old-girl.
10. I should stop now or else, this list will be finished until forever.

Cons
1. Do it.
2. Do it.
3. Do it, bitch.
4. Do it, bitch. Just do it.
5. There are no cons here, are you dumb?

Before I even think of something to put with the cons, my fuming subconscious took over. She is now hysterically waving her self-made pink tarpaulin that says "Bitch, just freaking do it!"

Bumuga ako ng hangin. Malungkot akong tumingin sa bahay ni Gonzalo. Right, this house holds my worst memories from that night. This house is the reason why Gonzalo did what he did to me. This house is the living memento of the part of me that I've lost when I found Gonzalo.

Now, I owe it to myself to atleast do my own version of revenge. This house should be vandalized. This beautiful house doesn't deserve any of my respect. The part of me, probably my innocence, were shattered into pieces because of this damn house.

I am now left with nothing but the broken parts of my innocence and there's no way that I can fix it again. The damage has been done and it's freaking permanent. I have no choice now but to just envelope and file it to the cabinet of my worst memories.

Tama, dapat ko itong gawin para sa sarili ko-- para sa nawalang malaking parte ng sarili ko.

"Listen, we have five parts to be done in conological order."

"Chronological." I said while staring at Hue, preventing myself from laughing.

"May sarili akong vocabulary, bakit ka nangingialam?" He rolled his eyes and I laugh more.

As he raised his fingers to count, he started to speak again. "One, gagamit tayo ng water guns para balutan ng ketchup ang buong bahay niya. Ketchup represents the blood that should have been his blood instead. I really want to kill the shit out of him but we are not criminals so we should stick with ketchup shit. Okay?" He explained like this is some sort of a science project that needs case to case and in depth explanations.