Tragically Fated

Prologue

Jeeñana Lerisze Sikap

".... A parallel universe, also known as a parallel dimension, alternate

universe or alternate reality, is a hypothetical self-contained plane of existence, co-existing with

one's own..."

Err, c'mon, he's at it again. That ability of his, an 'adarna bird', the way he teaches, the way he

conveys, and the way he talks in front of the class is so vapid.

I didn't understand much of his nonsensical speech because my senses are about to shut down.

The feeling of sensuous, sluggishness heightened. I can't take this anymore, I'm about to fall

asleep when someone's murmuring as he tapped my shoulder from gently until something

metallic object severely hit my back.

"Ms. Sikap"

"Ahh!" I groaned excruciating in pain.

He motioned his hand to the door. "The wide door is very open you may sleep outside as you

wish."

I didn't bother to complain because seeing his face commanding me out of the room was

persistent. As if no one could oppose that idea.

I packed my bag, straightened my creased uniform and readily turn to go in the direction of the

door. I heaved a weighty sigh as I walk towards exit of the classroom when he called me by my

name once again.

"Ms. Sikap,"

I heavily fallen my shoulder, lazily gazed at him as I composed myself. "Yes, sir?"

She pointed out something white on the floor. "You left your napkin."

That's when my blood fluctuated to the highest. My face reddened, I shamelessly bowed my

head, not turning my eyes into anyone until I reached the napkin.

The four corners of the classroom filled with an outburst of pent-up laughter. I quickly moved

outside. This is the most embarrassing moment in my school life. To lessen that embarrassing

situation, I straightened my posture, whipped my hair left and right and rolled my eyes to anyone

I bump my eyes into like a Señorita owning a mansion.

"I love it when you call me Señorita, I wish I could pretend I didn't meant 'ya." I hummed as I

proudly walked in the middle of the corridor.

There's this girl who's combating my glaring eyes. I stopped in my motion. We just glared each

other in a minute until she blinked an eye and I laughed boisterously, causing everyone to catch attention. They stared at me like prey and them as a predator.

I gazed on that silly girl one last time with a killing glared eye and continue to walk in nowhere to

found.

It happens to flash in my mind to visit Prince to his classroom. Hoping that he's in good

condition. Prince is the only family that has been left to me. My parents had been separated. We

just found ourselves in the middle of nowhere.

Slum.

Right as I recall it, we were just sleeping on a cold floor, unpleasant smells of a polluted river,

nasty people in the surroundings and there's no day and night, we begged people for small

changes of coins to survive a day. It was a daily routine wherein I was hopelessly living just for

my brother. I don't want him to leave suffering from this condition.

Until one day, someone opened their arms to help us. Someone opened the door to let us enter

wholeheartedly. We were happy in those moments with my considered second father. It was a

short period of time until the tragic story happened to us.

It's just a morbid replacement for us to live, for my brother to live. He abused me in various

ways. Touching my womanhood part, caressing as it gives him satisfaction. Whenever night

has fallen and Prince is asleep, he'll force me to lay on his bed together with him

Prince is clueless to whatever nightmare I'm always troubled. I don't want him to bother.

My second father never bothered taking my virginity, instead, he just dotes his manhood into my

mouth insisting me to suck it, even though I still have my virginity, I'm already a w***e, doubting

myself as a slut who doesn't have value left in my body. I'm now just a dirty woman. To give him

such lewd thing is the exchange of my younger brother's comfort.

I just did what he wants.

I just did what he desires.

Because if not, he'll kill both of us. We're already a slave, chain captured us forever.

I just did everything, even if it cost dignity.

Because seeing my brother be well-educated, in a good condition, and molded in a fine,

propitious life, is a priceless reward for me that will never replace anything. Maybe, I'm slightly

thankful to him for adopting us.

Just a slight. Never been going beyond.

I subtlety look at his room, my face was half uncovered, seeing him determined to listen to what

was lecturing in front of the class, unlike me, was thrown outside in the midst of a discussion.

My tears overflowing into my cheeks, unconsciously dropped while remembering the struggles

and hard works I swam just to let my younger brother live.

He is my bright future.

He is the root of my strength and weakness at the same time.

"Jee"

I gazed upon behind me, thoroughly searching that guy who's been calling me. Oh noes. Does

anyone see me ditching class?

My trepidation vanished when I recognized that guy, it's David, my classmate.

"I've had a hard time roaming around to find you," he stopped as he deeply inhaled. "Go back to

the classroom, there's some announcement."

He walked forward as he composed that sentence and leaving me, recovering my emotion and

wiping my tears. Right after I settled in to sit on my chair, there's this some of my classmates

teasingly gazed at me. Still not recovered to my embarrassing moment lately. I just rolled their

eyes on them. Fuc*tards.

"Eyes on me, section Diamond," our president said with commanding and finality in her voice.

She hardly tapped the blackboard trice.

It's not hard for her to catch the attention of everybody. She easily proceeded with what she is

blabbering today.

"This announcement is crucial so I want you, everybody listens and absorbs to what I am saying,

I'll just say this once so bear with it," She hemmed in a couple of seconds as she continued to

talk.

"We'll be having a field trip!"

She yelped like a kid. Her 'president' aura suddenly disappeared and turned to a cheerful

sheep. Everybody seems so delighted by what they heard. Some were just emotionless, turning

to what they are doing lately, just like me.

The urge feeling of mine to be ecstatic has gone. By an unreasonable doubt, I suddenly got a

a hunch that this trip would fail.

That this happy field trip would be a disaster caused in our lives.

Anyways, the hunch is just a hunch, it would just live in my mind not minding it to happen, right?

Weird.