KATE
I felt like the entire universe had fallen on me.
My body was weak and it was difficult for me to open my eyes. Tons of bricks were like shoved inside my head, it was throbbing.
I managed to open my eyes and found that I was lying in bed.
I was back at Aunt Hilda’s and the events from last night was taking their toll on me.
Groaning, I got myself up and squinted at the brightness of the room coming from the sunlight outside.
Did I run a marathon last night? Why do I feel so tired all of a sudden?
Well, I still have no idea what I was doing back at Aunt Hilda’s. I was supposed to be at a camp with my friends.
MATTI felt sorry for her.The pain was slowly killing her from the inside and though Kyle had made that choice to save her, it was almost the same as if he had killed her instead.I can’t just not do anything.Katherine didn’t deserve to suffer.She was too good for that.But seeing her confused and not knowing what was going on made me regret interfering with her present.Did I make the right choice?I took a deep breath and sighed as I watched her from afar.It breaks my stone-cold heart to see her get killed little by little day
"Smile for the camera". My mother said as she made a dash to find her place beside dad on the front. I felt Kelsea's nudge before the camera clicked and captured what supposed to be our new family photo for Christmas. It was the third Christmas picture that she had to nudge me supposing that was my cue to smile. As per usual, I didn't and as soon as the madness was over, I took my seat at the table and mooned over my plate of pasta. I know that it tasted wonderful as the rest of the food on the table. But I could hardly appreciate anything. I actually hadn't appreciated anything at all. I was literally a walking dead. I also felt that everyone around me wanted to say something but instead they seemed to respect my silence and ignored me for the rest of the meal. While all of them went for the gifts after eating, I decided to pick up the trash. I tugged on my sweater as the cold wind hit me while I dumped the heavy black bag inside the bin. I let out a sigh and slowly trailed m
PART 1 It was his face, his handsome face, that appeared in my line of vision. The look he was giving me was alluring, captivating my entire being. But a tinge of sadness tainted it, making no sense. Just like everything else, I couldn't grasp what was going on. And most of all, I couldn't remember who he was. -- My eyes fluttered open, slowly adapting to the sudden assault of brightness. "Kate?" my mother's voice sounded relieved. When I fully regained my vision, I saw her worried expression as her face hovered above mine. Tears were spilling from her beautiful browns, confusing me while I attempted to understand what was going on. Beside her was my sister, bearing the same look and so as my father. I tried to sit up and reassure them that I was okay; no need for them to worry about me. But that would be a blatant lie. Before I heard the beeping from a nearby heart monitor, I realized I was lying in a hospital bed. The smell of antiseptic hit me next, followed by the we
Two nights ago, I heard my parents talking about me, my education, and the accident. I'm not a fan of eavesdropping, but I had to hear something, anything about that night I can't remember. It would have been easier to ask. I had already tried that before I left the hospital, but none of them wanted to tell me. They kept their lips shut and won't allow me to go out or talk to any of my friends. They were undoubtedly keeping something from me. I was imprisoned in my own home. But I was dying to know the truth. So I really didn't feel guilty except for the part where my dad blamed himself for what happened. "If only I had stopped her, Elsie, none of this would have happened." I heard my father say, which had instantly formulated a scene in my head: I was off to go somewhere, but with whom and why? "It's not your fault, Dan. Neither was it Kyle's." Hearing his name somehow jolted something inside of me. That unexplainable pain within the depths of my soul made my brow furrow
It was suspicious. My mother gathered all of us in the living room. Kelsea was called from her apartment. She had moved out five years ago. She now shares an apartment with a roommate and lives side-by-side with her boyfriend. It was a three-hour trip by car. Usually, Mom gathered the family when there was a huge announcement. I silently prayed that she doesn't go in front of us in the living room and look so sick she might throw up. Most of the time, when she did that, it was horrible news, and I didn't need any of that right now. But when her eyes met mine, I just knew that whatever was coming was inevitably something I wouldn't like. "Kate, honey, I'm really grateful to have you back after that terrible accident. Heaven forbid, I could have lost a child, and I honestly do not know how to take that." Dad pulled me close and planted a kiss on the crown of my head while Mom was yet to be done with her speech. "I know that you think we're being paranoid, ridiculous and everythin
"Forgive me, Katie, but I have to do this. I'm sorry." I gasp, jerking myself from the nightmare. That voice. I couldn't have mistaken it for someone else. I was one hundred percent certain. It was Kyle's. I blinked several times, trying to figure out why his words seemed to have shaken me and how he said my name. There was something endearing to it which made no sense. I closed my eyes, reaching for the memories that I had lost. If only I could recall a significant detail of that night, it would make this less confusing. I shivered slightly and pulled the blanket close. The soft touch of the linen on my skin reminded me of where I was. A tired sigh escaped my lips. I was far from home, but Aunt Hilda ensured I was comfortable. How can I be selfish and not appreciate her effort? But she couldn't take it from me to keep yearning to go back. A huge mystery still needed to be solved, leaving me restless. Had my family been open to discussing the events of the incident, I migh
It was April 23rd, one month after the accident. So far, my bruises had somehow healed except for the tiny violet marks still visible. However, I looked a lot better than the last time I looked in the mirror. It was still summer in the Philippines, which made me puff out a great sigh the moment I realized that I'd be doing nothing while waiting for my parents to send me home to them, to Los Angeles finally, so I could at least have my life back. Things wouldn't be different, but I'd feel more like myself. I'd be in school with my friends Daisy, Jennifer and Lauren, and I'll find Kyle and ask him directly. That could be one of the many reasons my parents wanted me to be here so that I couldn't see Kyle and I won't be able to find out what happened. I chewed on the insides of my cheeks and drifted into my subconscious. I didn't count out the possibility that Kyle might have been my boyfriend or best friend, something like that, given that there was no other reason why I knew every s
"Kate!" My Aunt's voice made me lose my concentration. For a minute, I was tempted to ignore her and run towards Kyle, but in those few seconds, I felt my hands being gripped and shaken gently. "Katherine! Are you okay?" Aunt Hilda's hands were all over my face all of a sudden, and I tried to focus on what she was saying. I risked tearing my gaze away to face my Aunt, quickly making an effort to look back as fast as I could. I was desperately hoping my eyes were only deceiving me. He couldn't be here, let alone know I was here too. However, a part of me somehow clung to the hope that it wasn't merely a speck of my imagination. Unfortunately, he was no longer there. My chest suddenly felt tight, my frustration turning into confusion. I forced my eyes shut, willing my mind to come back to the present. "Kate." I reopened my eyes and gave my full attention towards Aunt Hilda. Worry was creased in between her forehead. On impulse, I glanced at the same spot where I thought I s
"Smile for the camera". My mother said as she made a dash to find her place beside dad on the front. I felt Kelsea's nudge before the camera clicked and captured what supposed to be our new family photo for Christmas. It was the third Christmas picture that she had to nudge me supposing that was my cue to smile. As per usual, I didn't and as soon as the madness was over, I took my seat at the table and mooned over my plate of pasta. I know that it tasted wonderful as the rest of the food on the table. But I could hardly appreciate anything. I actually hadn't appreciated anything at all. I was literally a walking dead. I also felt that everyone around me wanted to say something but instead they seemed to respect my silence and ignored me for the rest of the meal. While all of them went for the gifts after eating, I decided to pick up the trash. I tugged on my sweater as the cold wind hit me while I dumped the heavy black bag inside the bin. I let out a sigh and slowly trailed m
MATTI felt sorry for her.The pain was slowly killing her from the inside and though Kyle had made that choice to save her, it was almost the same as if he had killed her instead.I can’t just not do anything.Katherine didn’t deserve to suffer.She was too good for that.But seeing her confused and not knowing what was going on made me regret interfering with her present.Did I make the right choice?I took a deep breath and sighed as I watched her from afar.It breaks my stone-cold heart to see her get killed little by little day
KATE I felt like the entire universe had fallen on me. My body was weak and it was difficult for me to open my eyes. Tons of bricks were like shoved inside my head, it was throbbing. I managed to open my eyes and found that I was lying in bed. I was back at Aunt Hilda’s and the events from last night was taking their toll on me. Groaning, I got myself up and squinted at the brightness of the room coming from the sunlight outside. Did I run a marathon last night? Why do I feel so tired all of a sudden? Well, I still have no idea what I was doing back at Aunt Hilda’s. I was supposed to be at a camp with my friends.
KATE ‘I will help you remember’. What that mysterious stranger has said seemed to bother me although I have no idea what he meant. Remember what exactly? Did he know something about me that I didn’t? The fire crackled and it danced in my line of vision. Some of the people in our circle had started to hum as one of our group strummed the guitar. They were playing a familiar song. However, my mind was elsewhere. It was bothering me that the mysterious stranger seemed familiar. All too familiar to be exact.
KATE“Whoa,” Shane exclaimed upon getting off the bus.“Right, whoa is the right word,” Anne claimed, placing an arm around Shane’s shoulder, pulling her as she took her phone out from her pants pocket.I was about to tiptoe away knowing that Anne would be taking a picture right after.However, before I could even make my escape, Claude grabbed me by the arm and positioned beside Anne, the latter had already extended her hand, her phone’s camera was already open.“In one, two, three, say cheese,”I forced myself to smile along with the three of them.“Oh my, we look so pretty,&rdquo
KATE“Merry Christmas!” everyone around me loudly and cheerfully screamed. I forced myself to join and even smiled. I had no idea who most of the guests were. All I knew was that they were relatives.Aunt Hilda was busily addressing everyone. So, I had a good excuse to be out of her sight upon taking a plate full of food, opting to stay hidden inside my room.Once I was at the safety of my private space, I let out a sigh of relief. Both Allen and Aunt Hilda would most likely not notice that I was missing. They were both preoccupied and at the moment, I was having a hard time trying to keep up with people trying to talk to me.I was no fan of large crowds, family or no, friends or otherwise. It was the reason why my circle of friends was small. I easily get at
KATEIt was already snowing. Back in California, it was already freezing cold. I stared at the photo my sister just sent together with an ‘I miss and love you’ message. I let out a sigh just as the final bell rang, indicating the end of our last subject for today.“Enjoy your holidays, everyone!” Mister Roy Filadel, our arts teacher said, bading all of us a goodbye as he walked out of the room. Once he was gone, everyone erupted into cheers.Finally, class was over for a few days and the holiday break has begun.“Oooohhh, is that your sister?” Claude said, appearing behind me. I nod, letting her see the picture more closely.“Lucky you, you were able to experience snow first hand,&rdq
KATEI found myself absently staring at the faucet positioned by my feet as I lay in the empty bathtub. The emptiness I was feeling was gnawing at me.
PART 4Broken love, broken hearts. The once sweet feeling was now replaced by bitterness and sad memories.Was the love you have always treasured worth keeping?Or is it time to find a new love?* * *KATEI raised a hand above my head, shielding my face from the harsh glare of the sun. I closed my left eye, playing and teasing my vision. Little rays of sunlight peeked through the slit I was creating with my fingers.“Kate!” For a minute, I was tempted to ignore the person calling my name. But then, my stomach betrayed me. It has been a while since I last ate. I was starving.Flashing a practiced smile, I dropped my hand and propped myself up from lying down on the bleachers of the football field of our school.I turned my attention towards the three approaching figures towards me, Annie, Claude, and Shane.From afar, I could visibly see Annie’s face scrunched in what I know was her way of telling me that I was guilty of something.The afternoon sun was high-up. I checked my watch. I o