Special ChapterSAVANNAH GREENEIstared at the dark skies above me as I listened to the beautiful sound of the pouring rain. I smiled as I stretched my hand to feel the cold water on my palm.P’wede naman akong tumakbo para makauwi pero mas gusto kong panoorin ang ulan ngayon dito. At isa pa, wala naman na si Mama para maghintay sa akin sa bahay.Napalingon ako sa sumilong sa tabi ko. I saw a guy in his uniform wearing a backpack with his phone on his hand. Napanguso ako nang makitang basang-basa na ang phone niya.Hindi kaya masisira ‘yon?“How long are you stucked here?”My mouth parted when he talked. Wow, I like his voice. Too manly.I looked at him. “Huh?”He smiled at me. “Kanina ka pa rito?”I pursed my lips before answering. “Uhh . . . one hour?”Tumango siya. “Fuck this rain. Panira ng plano, eh. My fucking shoes are ruined,” he said, looking at his expensive white shoes.Napanguso ako sa sinabi niya. Why would he blame the rain? He should always ch
AcknowledgementFirst of all, thank you so much, Almighty God, for this talent You have given me. I am nothing without all of these blessings. Thank You so much.Thank you so much to everyone who helped me with this book.Thank you, Ukiyoto Publishing for giving my story a chance to be published under your company. Thank you for all the efforts you put into this.Thank you, Guilty Reads, especially my mentor, Ate Rayne Mariano, for helping me with things regarding this. Thank you for all the lessons you gave us in terms of writing—and life! I will forever be grateful that I became a part of the community you are building. I will make good use of it, I promise!Thank you so much, Didit, for helping me with the manuscript editing/proofreading! You’re the best!Thanks to Ate Heynette for the awesome book cover! You create the best book covers ever! I love all of it—every art of yours is beautiful! Thank you so much to my friends who have helped me in my down times! Kapi Ga
About the Author Mariss Mariano, also known as marisswrites on W*****d, is a 24-year old writer living in the province of Nueva Ecija, Philippines. She fell in love with writing at the age of 14 when she started scribbling on her big notebook about the first story she wanted to write. Two years later (2013), she found herself writing in an online platform called W*****d and that starts her career as an online writer focusing on Romance but trying to explore different genre. Mariss won The Watty Awards 2020 with her winning story Saving Serene under Young Adult category. The story is about a woman named Serene who lost her will to live because she didn’t know what she wants to do with her life and her journey to saving herself.
Napatakip ako sa tainga ko nang pagkapasok namin sa loob ng bar, para akong nabingi sa lakas ng tugtog at mga hiyawan ng mga tao sa loob.Habang naglalakad papunta sa puwestong naka-reserve para sa amin, napamura ako dahil sa sakit ng ulo ko sa sobrang lakas ng ingay, tugtog, at sa iba’t ibang uri ng amoy na naaamoy ko ngayon.“Argh, ang ingay . . .”Nang makarating kami sa isang couch na kakasya sa aming apat, itinulak ako ni Aldrin sa couch. Tiningnan ko nang masama si Aldrin.“Parang gago naman ‘to, hindi pa tapos ang plates ko!” bulyaw ko sa kan’ya.They all laughed. Hindi naman kasi talaga ako sasama dito dahil nga gumagawa pa ako ng plates. Buwisit lang kasi ng mga bobong ‘to, hindi ba sila makakainom nang wala ako? Dala ko ba yung mga shot glass at alak?“Smile ka na, pare. Eto naman, sa Friday pa naman deadline n’on, sabi mo?” sabi sa akin ni Jin. Nagbuga na lang ako ng malalim na buntonghininga, kasabay ng pagkunot lalo ng noo ko.Sinalinan na ni T
“Tabi ka nga!” pagtulak sa akin ni Jin dahil pareho kaming gumagawa ng plates namin ngayon sa condo. “Ano? Kumusta na kayo ngbar girlmo?”I sighed in frustration.“Manahimik ka nga’t baka isaksak ko sa lalamunan mo ‘tong T-square na hawak ko,” iritang sagot ko sa kan’ya.He laughed. “Gago, hindi mo pa nahahanap?” tumingin ako sa kan’ya nang nagtataka. “Schoolmate n’yo, gago!”“Hindi ko hinahanap, at wala akong pakialam, Jin Harold Ocampo.”Muli siyang humagalpak ng tawa sa sinabi ko. “Ba’t kasi hindi na naman maipinta ‘yang pagmumukha mong gago ka?” pumaywang pa talaga ang loko, akala mo naman boss ko amputa, sakalin ko ‘to, eh. “Ilang araw ka nang badtrip simula noong gabing ‘yon, hindi mo ba sasabihin?”Tumingin ako nang masama sa kan’ya bago ibinaba ang hawak kong T-square at inilagay ang mechanical pencil sa tainga ko na para bang ordinaryong lapis lang ito.“Hindi ko kasi maintindihan, pare!” I sighed. “Hindi naman nangyari sa akin pero ba’t no’ng gabing
Kinuha niya ang bote ng Tequila sa akin at siya na ang nagsalin ng alak sa mga baso naming dalawa. Para pa rin akong na-hypnotize sa tingin ng mga mata niya. Ngayon naiintindihan ko na.Nagiging dark blue ang mga mata niya kapag natatamaan ng liwanag o ng kahit na anong ilaw.Enchanted ba ang tawag sa ganitong pakiramdam?Anghiwagalang. Gusto ko pang tumawa nang makagawa ng joke sa sarili ko. Napakanta pa ako ngI was enchanted to meet you . . .ni Taylor Swift.Putek, ang corny!Iniusog niya ang baso sa akin at nakipag-cheers. Nang ngumiti siya, napalunok ako bago kinuha ang baso at nakipag-cheers sa kan’ya. Sabay naming ininom ‘yon.“May . . . gusto ka raw pag-usapan? Sabi ng kaibigan mo . . .”Nang marinig ko ang boses niya sa kabila ng ingay ng mga tao sa lugar, para akong ibinalik sa gabing ‘yon, na siya ang kasama ko. Pakiramdam ko, palaging may kakaiba kapag siya ang kasama ko.Argh! Ano na naman ba ‘to?!Ibinaba ko ang baso matapos k
Napainom ako sa sarili kong kape at nakaramdam ng ginhawa sa lamig nito at sa sarap. Matapos uminom, tumingin ako sa kan’ya at sumagot sa sinabi niya.“Hindi ko naman sinabing gusto ko ang mga mata mo . . .”Hindi ko alam kung bakit sinabi ko ‘to. Totoo bang ayaw ko ng mga mata niya o sinabi ko lang ‘to dahil ayaw kong masama sa mga taong kinaaayawan niya?She laughed. “Kasasabi mo lang na maganda ang mga mata ko.”Mabilis akong nag-iwas ng tingin pero ibinalik ko rin kaagad sa kan’ya. I saw, once again, her dark blue eyes because of the lights that strikes her face. She smiled when she saw that I’m staring at her. I gulped as my heart started beating wild again.The fuck is happening to me?“Hindi naman lahat ng maganda, kagusto-gusto.”I saw her mouth parted slightly with what I said. Hindi ko tuloy alam kung anong mararamdaman ko dahil doon. She laughed louder, making the other people inside the coffee shop to look at us.“Alam mo, sa ‘yo ko lang narinig ‘yan!”
Kung hindi siguro tumatatak sa isip ko ang bawat salita ng boses niyang ang sarap sa pandinig, baka isipin kong busted na kaagad ako kay Savannah matapos niyang sabihing hindi siya komportable sa akin.Pero kung hindi siya komportableng totoo, bakit sinabi niya ‘yon nang may magandang ngiti sa mga labi niya, hindi ba?Nakalabas na ako ng sasakyan niya at papasok na ako sa lobby nang mapagtanto ko ang lahat ng ‘yon. Mula sa lobby, bumalik ako sa kung nasaan si Savannah. Hinabol ko ang sasakyan niyang papalayo na sa building ng condo. Kinatok ko ang bintana ng driver’s seat, dahilan para tumigil siya sa pagmamaneho at ibinaba ang bintana.“May naiwan ka ba?” tanong niya sa akin.Humihingal akong ngumiti bago nagsalita. “Hindi rin ako komportableng kasama ka.”Tumawa siya bago iniabot ang cellphone sa akin. “P’wede ba tayong magpalitan ng number? Para maging komportable na tayo sa isa’t isa.”Tumawa ako, kasabay ng mabilis na pagtibok ng puso ko ngayong kausap ko siya habang
About the Author Mariss Mariano, also known as marisswrites on W*****d, is a 24-year old writer living in the province of Nueva Ecija, Philippines. She fell in love with writing at the age of 14 when she started scribbling on her big notebook about the first story she wanted to write. Two years later (2013), she found herself writing in an online platform called W*****d and that starts her career as an online writer focusing on Romance but trying to explore different genre. Mariss won The Watty Awards 2020 with her winning story Saving Serene under Young Adult category. The story is about a woman named Serene who lost her will to live because she didn’t know what she wants to do with her life and her journey to saving herself.
AcknowledgementFirst of all, thank you so much, Almighty God, for this talent You have given me. I am nothing without all of these blessings. Thank You so much.Thank you so much to everyone who helped me with this book.Thank you, Ukiyoto Publishing for giving my story a chance to be published under your company. Thank you for all the efforts you put into this.Thank you, Guilty Reads, especially my mentor, Ate Rayne Mariano, for helping me with things regarding this. Thank you for all the lessons you gave us in terms of writing—and life! I will forever be grateful that I became a part of the community you are building. I will make good use of it, I promise!Thank you so much, Didit, for helping me with the manuscript editing/proofreading! You’re the best!Thanks to Ate Heynette for the awesome book cover! You create the best book covers ever! I love all of it—every art of yours is beautiful! Thank you so much to my friends who have helped me in my down times! Kapi Ga
Special ChapterSAVANNAH GREENEIstared at the dark skies above me as I listened to the beautiful sound of the pouring rain. I smiled as I stretched my hand to feel the cold water on my palm.P’wede naman akong tumakbo para makauwi pero mas gusto kong panoorin ang ulan ngayon dito. At isa pa, wala naman na si Mama para maghintay sa akin sa bahay.Napalingon ako sa sumilong sa tabi ko. I saw a guy in his uniform wearing a backpack with his phone on his hand. Napanguso ako nang makitang basang-basa na ang phone niya.Hindi kaya masisira ‘yon?“How long are you stucked here?”My mouth parted when he talked. Wow, I like his voice. Too manly.I looked at him. “Huh?”He smiled at me. “Kanina ka pa rito?”I pursed my lips before answering. “Uhh . . . one hour?”Tumango siya. “Fuck this rain. Panira ng plano, eh. My fucking shoes are ruined,” he said, looking at his expensive white shoes.Napanguso ako sa sinabi niya. Why would he blame the rain? He should always ch
EpilogueThe talk I had with Savannah knocked some sense into me.Since that day, I started looking at Grace from a different perspective. I realized, she’s right. She’s still not fine and my words about Savannah hurt her more than I have ever realized. I shouldn’t have told her things about her. She may not want me back as her man, but she clearly stated that she still has this love for me.“I saw Savannah at my department,” Grace said as she puts her things on the couch. “She’s talking to my professor. May pinag-uusapan sila na mukhang importante.”She sat on the couch and opened the TV. “Don’t talk about her.”I heard her laughed. “Ang tagal na, Connor. Aren’t you still moved on? Lapit na kami g-um-raduate.”I looked at her, only to see her winked at me. She’s always teasing me about Savvy. I told her not to talk about her anymore. Bukod sa nakakaramdam ako ng lungkot, nag-aalala ako para sa kan’ya.She laughed. “Connor, don’t be plastic. I know that you only didn’t w
She looked at me, confused, as she seems to be digesting all the words I just said. She scoffed before rolling her eyes at me.“Of course not. I won’t. I’ll stay where I am. Hindi por que nakipag-hiwalay ako sa ‘yo, magkakaroon na ako ng dahilan para iwanan ang dream house ni Mama.” She looked away. “I’ll come with him for a vacation but that’s for the Christmas holiday. Matagal pa. Pero babalik ako rito.”Napatango-tango ako kasabay ng mga buntonghininga ko. Buti na lang. Buti na lang talaga.“Congrats.”Kumunot ang noo niya sa sinabi ko. “For what?”“For fixing things up with your dad. You won’t come with him for a vacation if you didn’t forgive him yet, right?” I smiled.Hindi na siya sumagot pa. Ilang sandali pa kaming nanahimik habang pareho kaming nakasandal sa hood ng kotse ko. Tuluyan nang humupa ang ambon at malamig na hangin na lang ang tanging natira.“So, what really brings you here? Anong oras na, you really should’ve left by 8:00 PM already.”I smiled timi
It feels like I was lost, knowing that Savannah doesn’t have plans on coming back to me. Ang hirap . . . ang sakit. Ang daming dahilan para tumigil ako, pero hindi ko kaya. Gusto ko pa rin na ulitin ang lahat—ligawan ulit siya . . . pero hindi ko mapigilan yung sakit. Sa tuwing lalapit ako sa kan’ya, sumasaya ako, pero nalulungkot din sa tuwing maaalala na hindi na nga siya sa akin.“Tama na muna,” sabi ni Jin matapos kong ik’wento sa kanila ang nangyari nang gumabi. “Hayaan mo muna siyang malayo sa ‘yo, at ganoon ka rin sa kan’ya. Baka gan’yan ang kailangan n’yo, pare?”Sinalinan ko ang baso ko ng alak at mabilis ‘yong ininom habang kitang-kita ko ang tatlong pares ng mga mata na nanonood sa akin.“Ayoko,” mabilis na sagot ko matapos ibaba ang baso.“Tingnan mo nga ‘yang itsura mo,” iritadong sabi ni Terrence. “Gan’yan ka na lang? Magiging maayos panandalian, tapos babalik ka sa dati kapag nasaktan? Ayusin mo nga sarili mo, pare. Sa tingin mo, babalikan ka niya nang gan’ya
When the month of August came, I always look for Savannah. Hindi pa man kami nagmi-midterm noon at hindi pa kami nagkakalinawan ni Grace tungkol sa mga naging problema sa aming dalawa, palagi ko nang pinupuntahan si Savannah kung nasaan siya.I just wanted to relive the moments we had back when we were happy. I just wanted to relive the feelings I had when we were dancing under the first rainfall in the month of August.But it rained . . . and it rained. A storm came, numbers of low pressure areas were experienced for the whole month of August, and I never saw her dance under the first rainfall of August ever again. I never saw her get excited with the rain anymore.For the whole month of August, I never saw her smile when it rained, not even once. I was always watching her from afar. I almost cut classes just so I could see her expressions for the rain she loved to anticipate. And I never saw that same excitement again.Naging normal na araw na lang para sa kan’ya ang pana
“Pare, tara, alis,” rinig kong pag-aya sa akin ni Terrence sa k’warto ko. “Bar daw, birthday ng tropa ni Jin sa UST!”“Kayo na lang.”It’s been a month since Savvy broke up with me. I tried getting her back, courting her everyday, hoping that what she said was just an impulsive decision. But she never came back. Parang hindi niya nga ako nakikita kapag magkakasalubong kami sa campus.“Tama na mukmok, pare. Lungkot na kami,” sabi ni Terrence bago naupo sa gilid ng kama ko. “Ayusin mo yung sarili mo. Exam week na sa susunod na linggo. Baka bumagsak ka.”Hindi ako sumagot, dahil alam kong papunta na nga ro’n ang kapalaran ko sa college. Siguradong magagalit si Mama pero wala naman din siyang magagawa para sa akin. Kung ako nga, hindi matulungan ang sarili ko.Ang hirap lang na wala si Savannah.“Pare, tama na. Ipakita mo kay Savvy na deserve mo yung second chance hindi yung gan’yang sinisira mo buhay mo dahil lang wala na siya sa ‘yo.”Napabuntonghininga ako bago bumangon a
Nng maihiga na sa vacant bed si Grace, kinausap ako ng nurse na p’wede na raw akong umalis at pumasok na ako sa klase ko dahil siya na raw ang bahala na mag-abiso sa prof niya na hindi ito makakapasok.Wala sa sarili akong umalis ng clinic at naglakad pabalik ng building namin, iniisip pa rin ang lahat ng sinabi ni Grace. Alam ko naman. Expected ko naman yung rason niya, pero nang marinig mula mismo sa bibig niya . . . para akong nanghina. Para akong itinapon pabalik sa mga araw na sinasaktan niya ang sarili niya sa harap ko.Bago ako makapasok sa room, nag-vibrate ang cellphone ko. Kinuha ko ‘yon sa bulsa ko at nakita na nag-text si Savannah. Binasa ko kaagad ‘yon.Why is she asking me this? I sighed before typin