I bet that being a nice person is not good after all.
I'm currently at a café, far away from my family, friends- far from everyone.
I blankly stared at my cup of tea. It reminds me of everything. It evokes all the things I fathomed a week ago. Should I drink it?
I was about to take a sip from it when someone suddenly nudged me. The moment I glanced at who it was, I almost fainted. It was him; the guy who unconsciously brought my miseries. Hindi ba siya titigil? Anong ginagawa niya rito?
"Christelle..." He mumbled but I chose ignore him. Ano pa bang dahilan para kausapin ko siya? May dapat pa ba akong malaman at marinig mula sa kanila matapos nilang sirain ang buhay ko?
"Christelle... Please, talk to me," pagmamakaawa niya. I sighed and fiercely turned my gaze upon him.
"May dapat pa ba tayong pag-usapan?" I asked but he just bit his own lip. Lalo akong nairita sa presensiya niya dahil sa pananahimik niya sa tabi ko.
"Hindi kita kailangan. Umalis ka na," Pagbasag ko sa katahimikan.
They say that if you want to be treated the way you wanted to, treat them the way you wanted to be treated. But in this kind of society? I think it is not true because people will treat you the way they want. No matter how good or respectful you are.
"You're not answering our calls. The night is getting deep, we're getting worried. This is not you Telle, I'm begging you. Umuwi ka na," aniya.
"Wala kang karapatan para diktahan ako sa mga gusto kong gawin," halos pabulong kong saad sa kaniya. My heart is starting to shatter into pieces once again.
"You're stopping yourself to know the truth Christelle. Lalo kang nahihirapan," saad niyang muli na siyang naging dahilan ng pagbigay ko.
"M-mali ka. *hic!*" Halos sabunutan ko na sarili ko sa inis nang kumawala ang isang mahinang sinok. I glanced at him who's just staring at me like an idiot. Bakit ba nandito ito?!
I walked away from him while weeping. Walang tigil ang pagsinok ko. Patagal nang patagal ay palakas ito nang palakas. Kung hindi ko ito mapigilan, baka mahirapan akong huminga.
They abused my kindness. They hid the truth from me. I was just peacefully taking a sip from a cup of tea yet they snatched it from me and turned my world upside-down.
Sawang-sawa na ako sa lahat. Sa mga kasinungalingan at katotohanan. Hindi ko na kaya pang harapin ang panibagong bukas kung hanggang ngayon ay pilit pa rin nila akong binubulag sa mga bagay na dapat kong malaman.
Patuloy lang akong naglakad sa kawalan. My hiccups went ballistic yet I don't have the guts to tell them that I am not fine. I don't want them to see me as a weakling who they can control.
"Christelle ano ba!" Nagulat ako nang may humigit sa mga braso ko at muntik nang matapon ang kanina ko pang bitbit na baso ng tsaa. Sinundan niya pala ako.
"B-bitawan mo ako! *hic!* " Bulyaw ko rito.
"Hayaan mo na ako please?" Pagmamakaawa ko rito habang tinatanggal ang pagkakahawak niya sa mga braso ko. Nang maalis ko ito, huminga muna ako nang malalim bago siya muling harapin.
"P-pabayaan mo na ako. Hindi na ako si Christelle, *hic!* You guys killed her. You lost her," mariin kong turan bago tumakbo muli papalayo.
Hindi ko na namalayan kung saan ako dinala ng mga paa ko. With a crystal-like sight, I stopped running and tried to wipe off the tears falling from my eyes.
My heart skipped a beat the moment I saw some flickering lights approaching me until everything went black.
The last thing I remember was the cup of tea that fell from my hands; spilling all over the road.
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A "Hiccup" of Tea
Written by: HISUI
All Rights Reserve ©2018-2022
Inspired by the Kdrama "Pinocchio"
Disclaimer
The names, places, and events are just products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance of them, living or dead, is purely coincidental. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!