Chapter 26

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

I'm not a big fan of drama, but damn, it really hurts so much. I can't even handle or control my emotions and breaking down is my usual routine when shit happens. It's been five hours since I arrived here in my condo. I locked my door, turned off my cellphone, and just sat on the floor beside the bed. Until now, I cannot process what happened. Monica just died... Monica's gone.

If I am a glass, my pieces would be scattered around the floor. If my tears are rain, it would be named as a supertyphoon. Ever since I came back here, all I did was crying. Hindi ko alam kung paano patitigilin 'tong mga luha ko sa katutulo pero wala e, wala akong magawa. Nawala ang isa sa pinaka-importanteng tao sa 'kin. At iisipin ko palang na mayroon pang ibang pwedeng mawala, nasasaktan na ako.

What more could I lose? I'm tired of chasing the time just to be with my friends, just to be with the people I love and care the most, but I guess I need to run and chase it just to borrow at least a few more minutes before everything goes down again.

I've been looking at her things for the past few hours. Gusto kong tignan kung ano ang laman no'n pero ayoko nang saktan uli ang sarili ko. Pero sa isip ko, may boses na nagsasabing galawin ko na 'yon at baka may maitulong sa 'kin para alamin ang rason ni Monica, kung bakit niya 'yon ginawa.

Sabi ko sa sarili ko ay magpapakatatag ako para sa kaniya. Sabi ko ay hinding-hindi ako susuko sa mahabang lakarin sa buhay na 'to para sa kaniya. Pero kasabay ng mga sinasabi at binubulong ng isip ko ay ang masakit na sugat at alaala na wala na siya, na hindi na siya babalik, na hindi ko na uli siya makikita.

Ang sabi ko sa hospital ay 'wag ipapahawak sa iba ang mga papeles tungkol kay Monica. Kahit na Navarro pa 'yan, kahit na sina Tito Vincent pa 'yan, hindi ako papayag na hawakan nila ang pagkamatay ni Monica. Dapat alam nila 'yan, kahit man lang makaramdam sila na parang may mali sa anak nila. They were the parents, they should've known better. They took Monica as their daughter, they should be at least concern about her.

She committed something that I was close in doing. Siya ang gumawa ng bagay na pinigilan kong gawin kaninang madaling-araw. She couldn't take it anymore and that's why she locked herself out from the world and rested without anyone knowing. No one should've known, not until I went there and saw what happened.

"Rest easy..." I whispered underneath my breath as tears came rolling down my cheeks. Huminga ako nang malalim at kinuha ang laptop ko at ang flash drive ni Monica. I needed to see what really happened, I needed to know the real story. If what happened to her has a deep meaning or she had something to say to us, I needed to do this.

Nanginginig ako habang nag-i-iscroll sa files no'n hanggang sa makita ko ang folder na ang pangalan ay "Elle and friends". I opened it and saw multiple pictures of us. It was all stolen. Napangisi ako nang makita ko ang litrato kung saan nakangiti ako habang tumatawa si Yana at Kate. May isa pang picture na nakabusangot si Julius at tinatawanan siya ni Kate.

"You took this without us knowing?" I whispered again, trying to act like Monica's here by my side. "You're gone just like that and you just showed this to me now? That's not fair, Monica." I laughed sadly.

Kumunot ang noo ko noong makakita ako ng isang video file. Its name is "Sorry" and without hesistating, I clicked it. Matagal ang black screen pero nang tanggalin ng isang kamay doon ang tela na nakatakip sa camera ay bumungad sa 'kin si Monica na nakasuot ng long-sleeved white dress na naabutan ko kanina. And that's when I realized that she filmed this before doing it. It was obvious that she was ready to do it, and nothing could ever change her mind.

"Uh, is this on? Shit, bakit ba hindi ko nalang in-on kanina?" She ranted and checked if the camera was working. I laughed and smiled bitterly. Nang makita niyang gumagana na 'yon ay umupo siya nang maayos at huminga nang malalim.

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