Chapter 043: Bravery

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Adrian Evans' POV

I've always been craving for the love of my parents ever since I was little. All I want for them to give me is the pure care and kindness that a parent should do for their own child and that I also prayed back then for them to give me kisses and hugs whenever I am scared. To assure me as well that they're there for me no matter what.

Matagal kong pinangarap lahat ng yun at kahit sa likod ng mga ginawa nilang pang-aabuso sa akin ay hindi ako nawalan ng pag-asa. I was really hopeful that one day, they'll show me the love that I deserve.

I mean, anak nila ako. Dapat kailangan talaga nila akong bigyan ng kanilang atensyon, because I believe that those are the thing that parents should do, right? It won't make sense if they don't do their part as a parent for me.

But as I grow up, I began to realized that my parents just spoil me with attention whenever they want to hurt me physically, mentally and even emotionally.

I've been through a lot already, and I never had the chance to be taken care of genuinely by them.

Gusto ko lang naman sana na kahit isang araw lang, maramdaman kong mahal nila ako. Maramdaman kong meron akong mga magulang. Maramdaman kong anak nila ako.

But what happened now--I think it made my mind clear why I feel like I was never treated as their real son.

Siguro this time, hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala sa mga nalaman ko kaninang umaga lang and even if they told me all about those things, it is still quite hard to process everything.

Now I know why they abused me like that endlessly. Alam ko na kung bakit all this time, ganoon ang pamamaraan ng pagtrato nila Mama at Papa sa akin. I can't stop myself to form some tears inside my eyes after realizing and knowing every truth.

Hindi nila ako tunay na anak.

I mean, it already occured inside my mind before that maybe I am not really their own kid. Dahil sa mga patuloy na sakit na ginagawa nila sa akin dati, napapaisip ako na baka hindi ko sila kadugo, o baka inampon lang ako.

Though, never would have I expect that all of those assumptions of mine about them are true. I couldn't still believe it--I don't even know what my mind is telling me right now.

Sadyang nanginginig ang buong katawan ko ngayon at halos tulala lang ako buong klase namin kaninang umaga because of that.

Hindi ko sila mga magulang. Halos paulit-ulit ko pa yang sinasabi sa aking sarili dahil all this time, I really thought--I really thought, napakuyom pa ako sa mga kamay ko.

I can't still forgive them from what they have done to me, but learning such revelation is something I find it hard to believe just yet.

Hindi ba talaga ako tunay nilang anak?

Ampon lang talaga ako--or more like kinuha nila ako sa totoong mga magulang ko. And if that was already it, I also discovered that my real parents are also Adrianne's parents.

Adrianne. The former classmate of all of Section 'T' and what I know now is that he is already dead because of something that happened last year.

And to make things even complicated, the both of us are twins and we got separated after a kidnapping incident that happened to us back when we we're kids.

But I don't remember any of those. Kahit isang katiting ng ala-ala na nangyari yan sa akin dati ay hindi ko matandaan. No matter how hard I try to dive inside the depths of my mind--I can only find nothing. Blank. Hollowed.

However, the only memory I remember was during the 13th of October 2011, I woke up in a hospital without any memories like someone tapped the delete button and poof, everything just got erased. I can't even remember my name when that happened.

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