Wicked Writers Series: Multiverse Interlude (COMPLETED)

Prologue

#MultiverseInterludePrologue | Misery | TW: SUICIDE

Khloe has never been the best at explaining or asking for what she needs, she thinks love is a mystery and love is a game and if it isn't with him, then she doesn't want to play it. But everything changed when Saive's life was fucked up and because of her brutal mother who wants her to take over everything she does on illegal business, her mother told her something that can change her fate in just a second.

They always loved each other from the beginning to the end, even on their last day on earth they still choose each other even if it hurts them. Pero pinili nila ang isat-isa sa magkaibang panahon. Hindi pantay ang oras ng kanilang pagmamahalan at sa huli ay naghahabulan silang dalawa.

Magwawagi kaya ang dalawa? Lalaban pa ba si Saive para kay Kale o kaya pa bang lumaban ni Kale para makasama ang kanyang pinakamamahal na babae sa buong mundo?

I drew out a deep breath, leaning my head back at the headboard of the swivel chair. It's been hours since the last time I stared at my computer, writing down every idea I have in mind. I kept on writing kahit wala naman gaanong nagbabasa sa mga nobela ko.

Sometimes it's making me frustrated, kasi pinaghirapan ko yung sinusulat e tapos wala man lang makapansin? Hindi ko ba deserved ang atensyon? Hindi ko ba deserved na magkaroon ng mga magbabasa? Kung hindi, I will never stop writing until I will never get that dream.

Because once you dream about it, you have to commit that.

I always drown myself in writing, despite facing a lot of responsibilities in my life, I still have time to write because that's the only way I can cope with everything else more than sleeping.

After having my longing deep thoughts mode, I decided to take a shower I don't remember cleaning myself yesterday so I guess it's time to freshen up. This time I used the bath tub, pakiramdam ko mas okay mag emote ng feelings mo habang umaagos yung tubig mula sa shower. 2 in 1 kasi 'tong banyo ko.

Well, people asked me at some time that why can't I just get a therapist? Mayaman naman daw ako dahil isa akong de Perio bakit nagmumukha raw akong pulubi na hindi afford ang therapy?

Speaking of therapy. Hindi tatabla sa'kin ang ganoong proseso ng pag limot sa problema at pag gamot sa sirang mentalidad ko.

The therapist was just doing their jobs, it's all psychological ways of healing that I'm against. I want someone who truly cares for me. Yung tipo ng tao na sincere na mag aalaga sayo, mentally.

Why not make friends with everyone around your circle?

Well, fuck. Over my dead body.

Being blooded as a de Perio is hard as fuck. Bago ka pa pinanganak ay planado na ang buong pagkatao mo. Your f*cking lifestyle, your f*cking friends, your f*cking boyfriend and husband, your f*cking food, and your f*cking career.

All of it was already planned even before my parents were born. In short, nasa tradisyon na ng pamilya naming ang grooming to be like that. Mabuti na lang talaga may mga pinsan akong pareho ang pagiisip naming, in short, hindi sila katulad ng mga magulang nila.