Touch Of Terror

33 : Family

L U P I

December 24, 2022| 8:30 pm

Inayos ko ang gown ko, nakabusangot kong sinagot ang Video Call ni Bren.

"Wow ang ganda mo naman!" Sigaw niya. Minura ko lamang siya.

"Kumusta dyan sa new york!?" Excited na tanong ni Kukoy na inaagawan ng space sa camera si Bren,

"Doon ka nga!" Sigaw ni Bren at tinulak si Kukoy.

"Ate Lupi!" Nakita ko sa gilid ang patalon talon na si Giselle.

"Gusto lang sabihin ni mommy na congrats daw! Nagpabigay na rin daw siya gift! Ate Lupi, wag kang sumimangot. Malas yan sa kasal!" Madaldal nitong sabi.

Nagpekeng ngiti ako at nag hiyawan silang tatlo, they were so hyped for nothing. nakasanayan ko na 'to sa halos araw-araw na ginawa ng Diyos. Napatingin ako nang lumapit ang isang amerikano sa akin.

"Maam, we need to get ready, the wedding will start soon."

"Pake ko?" Maangas kong sambit sa kanya habang nakangisi.

"Lupi!" Napalingon ako nang sabay sabay ang tatlo na sawayin ako, tumawa lamang ako at umarteng zinipper ang bunganga ko.

"Sibat na ko, nagmamadali 'tong kano e." Ani ko, kaya nag ba-bye na silang lahat. May kanya-kanya pa silang bilin na pasalubong, pinakyuhan ko lamang sila.

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My footsteps draw in the sand, it reminds me how far I have gone. It was too far, that if I choose to look back. I wouldn't see anything but a blurry image of our memories.

It was the sight of the sunset that made me remember him.

My heartbeat could probably be heard over the romantic song that was playing, I let out a deep breath as I slowly walked in the aisle with a runny nose and teary eyes.

Thanks to that freakin eye makeup!
The beautician put layers upon layers of makeup on my face so I am not comfortable right now. I sighed and let that thought go away.

This is a big day.

Because everyone is ready to witness the undying love of the bride and groom, the promises that they want to live the rest of their lives together.

A fairy tale with a once upon a time and happy ending.

I gasped as a vision of him kept replaying as I came closer. I stopped in the middle of the aisle. My eyes went blurry as I started walking again because I completely remembered that tragedy despite this serene and almost perfect wedding.

I hold the flowers tightly.

It was that night when the hurricane stabbed the sunny town of Esteban. It was that night when everything was left in ruins. It was that painful night that I have to live every day.

It sucks.

Because it still hurts.

I shook my head as I gazed upon these people, I tried so hard to divert my attention that's why I judge them,

Who are they? Seriously, bakit ngiting ngiti sila as if they contribute a lot to the groom and bride? Hey, bunch of strangers, why are you so proud of someone's wedding?