'Di Na Gigising

• Last Chapter (Part Three) •

She's the most hated character. Sa lahat ng sinulat ko, siya 'yung pinaka-madaming haters. I understand why you all hate her, but guys, we must always remember that every person has a story to tell. We must never judge without knowing the truth behind them, because we don't know what they've been through. We must always practice kindness at all times. 😊❤

Last Chapter (Part Three)

Bonifacia Elyse Padrino

"I wanna die, Ma! Bakit ba hindi niyo na lang ako payagang mamatay na lang?!" I shouted at them. I was so done with my life. I didn't want to fight anymore. Ever since I was eight years old, I've been diagnosed from suffering Congestive Heart Failure. It has no more cure. "Ma, just let me die! Para matahimik na ako! Para matahimik na rin kayo! Go and live your life, that's all you ever wanted, right?"

"No... Bonifacia, we will fight."

"We will fight?" I sarcastically asked. "We?! Kailan pa naging tayo ang lumaban?! Kasi all this time, never ko namang naranasan na nandyan kayo! When I have therapies, check-ups, sino ba ang kasama ko? Si manang! All you ever do is give me money! Spend a lot of money for me, but that's not what I need, Ma! Hindi ko kailangan ang putanginang pera niyo!"

Isang malakas na sampal ang natanggap ko mula kay Mama. "I am your mother, Bonifacia. Nasaan ang respeto mong bata ka?!" she angrily asked.

I looked at her. "Are you even my mother, Ma? Cause all this time... hindi ko naman iyon naramdaman! All you ever do is work! Ni hindi mo ako nagagawang bisitahin sa hospital! Mukha kayong pera ni Papa-"

"Sumosobra ka na!" it was my father who slapped me this time. I didn't cry, instead I felt numb. Nasanay na siguro ako. Wala na akong pakiramdam. "You shut that mouth of yours! Baka nakakalimutan mong ang pera na 'yon ang bumubuhay sa 'yo!" sumbat niya sa akin.

"I don't need your fucking money! Sino bang may sabing gamitin niyo ang pera niyo sa akin?! I never asked you to waste your money on my fucking sickness! Dahil ayoko naman gumaling! Gusto ko na lang mamatay! Sino ba ang may gustong ipagamot ako?! Hindi ba at kayo?!"

"Kayo naman ang may gusto—" I stopped and clenched my chest. Kaagad na sumikip ang dibdib ko. I heard my parents calling the doctor. Umiling ako. "Don't call t-them... just let me die," I said before my vision turned black.

I slowly opened my eyes and the first word that I got to utter was, "Fuck."

I closed my eyes. No. Nakakainis! I was so disappointed. Bakit buhay pa rin ako?! Bakit ba ang tagal-tagal kong mamatay?!

I opened my eyes and I smiled to myself when I saw that there was no one, as usual, inside my room. Hindi pa ba ako nasanay? Bakit pa ba ako nagtataka kung wala nanaman sila? Kung wala nanamang tao? Wala namang nagmamahal sa akin... wala... hanggang sa dumating siya.

"Al!" I smiled when he came like he promised. "Akala ko hindi ka na dadating! I was starting to worry. Magtatampo na sana ako sa 'yo, e..." I frowned.

"I'm sorry," he smiled. He was such a dreamy guy. He was like one of those guys from the movies that I've watched. Never kong naisip na may makikilala akong lalaki dito sa PHCC. He just unexpectedly popped out of nowhere. "Late na natapos 'yung training. Dinagdagan ni Coach... kasi pinarusahan niya ako."

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Long story..." he smiled. "By the way, I bought you chicken spaghetti from Jollibee."

Kaagad akong natuwa sa sinabi niya. "Talaga?" I excitedly asked.

He nodded as he showed me the paper bag he was holding. Kaagad ko 'yun kinuha at nagpa-salamat sa kanya. I wasn't allowed to eat foods from fastfood chains... junkfoods, softdrinks and all unhealthy foods. That's why it was really thoughtful of Alesso to bring me something like this. It may be simple, but it meant a lot to me.