2 c h a p t e r o n e

Choice.

August 26, 20##

Striving hard is better instead of depending on others. Iyon ang una kong pinaniwalaan mula bata pa ako. Mas maganda yung nagpapakahirap ka para sa mga bagay na gusto mo. There's no shortcut to success. There's no hints in knowing what you're future is. It depends on yourself what will happen to it in the end.

Some people say that love is a big hindrance in success. That if you get so in love, you'll get blind to see how far you've reached in trying your best. Minsan nagiging bulag tayo sa mga bagay na hindi dapat. We sometimes focus our attention to things that we thought were special, kase minsan nga lang mangyari iyon.

Minsan, nagiging tanga din tayo sa mga bagay na alam natin na walang mangyayari kahit ano pa ang gawin mo. In the end, it'll turn out as a big mistake you have ever did. Once second you thought that it was right, the next moment you realized that it's completely messed up.

"Are you sure about this?" I turned my head to look at Denisse. Worry was written on her face.

"Always been." Sagot ko.

She hugged me tightly as I did the same to her. I patted her back when I felt her breathing unevenly. She started to cry on my back. Para kaming bumalik sa pagkabata dahil ako palagi ang tinatakbuhan niya tuwing, lets just say, she always falls in love in a stupid way.

As she released the hug, she wiped her tears and smiled at me. God. Mamimiss ko ang best friend ko. "When will you come back?"

Napatawa ako ng mahina. "When everything's alright."

Denisse pouted in front of me. She haven't did that for years after that messed up story began. I bit my lower lip to prevent myself from crying. She was always like that when she wanted to make everyone think that she's okay.

"Oh no don't do that. Mahihirapan ako nyan." I told her. She laughed and pushed me so that I could go to the plane.

"Exactly!"

"Just send my thanks to tito for his plane!" Sabi ko sa kanya. I was barely stepping onto the stairs.

"Yes I will." She did a salute sign before I went inside the private plane.

As I felt that I wasn't on the ground anymore, I tried my best to not give a glance at Denisse because I knew she would be crying by now. I was her only friend that's why she's so emotional. It's not that she's not friendly or what but, nobody really wanted to make friends with her. She was the weird yet special type that's why I couldn't find anything like her as a best friend.

But things changed and leaving this mess was the only thing I could do. I'm not escaping, I'm just letting others heal and letting things get back to normal as it is before.

There are always times where you need to leave in order things to get fixed. Because if you're there, things could get worse. One moment you were fighting even if all the what ifs are existing, the next thing you knew it worsens because of you.

This time, I had no choice.

I needed to leave.