Crazy Girl Series: Manic-Depressive Mariz

Vince was on his way to his bestfriend's condo unit. Napagpasyahan niyang doon muna manatili ng ilang araw sapagkat ginugulo siya ng kanyang ex-girlfriend. Matagal na silang nagbreak subalit hindi pa rin ito maka-move on at kunukulit siyang makipagbalikan. Ayaw niya na rito. Lahat nalang ng babae pinagseselosan nito.

Pagkarating niya sa condo unit ng kaibigan niyang si Mike, dinukot niya ang spare key sa kanyang bulsa at binuksan ang pinto. May spare keys sila sa kani-kanilang unit para malaya silang nakakapasok kung kinakailangan. Alam niya naman na hindi na ginagamit ni Mike ang condo nito sapagkat may sarili na itong bahay kasama ang misis nitong si Trisha. Nagpasyang magpatayo ng sariling bahay ang dalawa dahil magkaka-baby na ang mga ito.

Pumasok na siya at dumerecho sa refrigerator upang uminom ng tubig. Bitbit niya ang kanyang bag at tinungo ang kwarto. Hindi naka-lock ang doorknob kaya madali siyang nakapasok. Nagulat siya nang tumambad sa kanya ang isang foreigner na nakahubad at nilalaro ang sarili gamit ang isang vibrator. Nakapikit ito at umuungol na animo'y nasasarapan. Hindi siya nakapagsalita. Nakatitig lang siya sa babae. Napakasarap nitong tingnan. She has long, wavy light brown hair, thin lips, long shapely legs and a handful of breasts. Naramdaman niyang sumikip ang kanyang pantalon. He's having a hard-on. He's trying to imagine that he's in between those wide spread legs instead of that vibrator. Ini-imagine niya na kinakain niya ang pinkish pussy nito habang umuungol at napapasigaw ito sa sarap.

"What the fuck!" Nagulat siya sa high-pitched na boses nito na may halong American accent. Yun na yata ang pinaka-seksing pakinggan na "fuck" para sa kanya. Hindi siya nakailag nang ibato nito sa kanya ang vibrator. Tumama ito sa dibdib niya at nalaglag sa sahig.

"Who the hell are you?! What are you doing here?! How did you manage to get in?!" Sunod-sunod na tanong nito habang tumatayo mula sa kama. Hindi man lang nito tinakpan ng kumot ang sarili.

"Uhmm, I-I'll just wait outside u-until you get d-dressed," nabubulol na sagot niya.

Langya! Bakit ako nabubulol?! Sa isip niya. Kumuha na naman siya ng tubig sa refrigerator at inubos ang laman ng bote.

Nagpasya siyang buksan ang TV habang hinihintay na lumabas ito ng kwarto. Hindi siya maka-focus sa palabas. Palipat lipat siya ng channel. Preoccupied ang utak niya sa nangyari.

Lumabas ito ng kwarto suot lang ang isang oversized t-shirt na may print na UCLA sa harap. Matangkad ito. Sa height niyang 6 ft., palagay niya ay nasa 5'8" ito.

"So, who are you?" balewalang tanong nito pagkatapos pabagsak na umupo sa tabi niya. Nag cross-legs pa ito.

Lumunok muna siya bago nagsalita. He should take it slow. Baka maging "Boy Bulol" na naman siya. Nakakahiya kapag naulit yun.

"I'm Vince. Mike's bestfriend," aniya. Huminga siya ng malalim, relieved sa bulol-free niyang pagkakasagot dito.

"Oh, I'm his wife's half-sister. Just call me Mariz. I grew up in LA. I'm just here to unwind. I can understand a bit of Tagalog but I suck in speaking. I know a word or two like, "mabuhay", "salamat", "ewan" and so on," anito sabay hagikhik.

Parang machine gun ang bibig.

Actually, "half-sister", "Mariz" at "mabuhay" lang yata ang nahagip ng utak niya sapagkat ang bilis nitong magsalita at may accent pa. Speaking of "mabuhay", mabuhay talaga ang flag ceremony sa loob ng pantalon niya ngayon. Ibang klase. Dalawang beses na nag flag ceremony sa loob lamang ng ilang minuto.

"Really? So you're Trisha's half-sister?" pasimpleng pag-clarify niya. Sobrang intensified na kasi ang nangyayaring flag ceremony kaya kung saan saan na naglalakbay ang isip niya. Pinipilit niyang magfocus sa usapan nila pero nagulat nalang siya nang bigla itong sumigaw at dinuro-duro ang TV screen.

"Have a happy period? Fuck! C'mon? Every woman can NEVER have a happy period! Like, duh?!" mataray na reaction nito sa commercial ng isang sanitary napkin.

"Besides, why are Filipino women still using sanitary napkins? Jeez, back in the States it's just intended for older women having urinary incontinence. If you're having your period, for Pete's sake, use a freaking tampon!" fast-paced na namang litanya nito na parang bang hinahabol ng aso.

Natawa nalang siya sabay tanong, "Tampon?"

"Yup, it's the little thingy inserted inside the pussy to prevent the blood from oozing out!" energetic nitong sagot. "Actually, I love it. It's like there's a tiny dick sticking inside my pussy whenever I use it. I love the ticklish feeling!"

Napatanga siya rito. Magtatanong pa sana siya nang bigla na naman itong sumingit.

"Speaking of tiny dicks, I was once told that Filipinos have teeny-weeny dicks. Is that true?" nanlalaki ang matang tanong nito, parang amazed na amazed.

"Of course not!" mariing tanggi niya. Nagpapasalamat at hindi siya nabulol.

Humalakhak ito at hinawakan ang zipper niya.

"Lemme see, lemme see! You must show it to me, you know. I lost Bob because of you," nakangiwi ito.

"Bob?" naguguluhang tanong niya.

"Yup, my Battery Operated Boyfriend. Bob!"

Napa-"ah" nalang siya. Tinutukoy pala nito ang vibrator na ginagamit nito kanina. Siguro nabasag o ayaw nang gumana dahil sa pagkalaglag nito.

"Open your fly! Quick!" abot tenga ang ngiti nito at pumapalakpak pa habang nakatingin sa zipper ng pantalon niya.

Parang baliw lang ang isang `to.

Binalewala niya nalang sapagkat sa States naman ito lumaki. Ganun siguro talaga ang mga babae doon. Agresibo. Liberated.

Tumayo siya pero hinawakan nito ang kamay niya. She grabbed his belt and started to unbuckle it. Nagmamadali rin nitong ibinaba ang zipper ng pantalon niya. Tila hinahabol nito ang sariling hininga. She successfully unzipped his fly and inserted her right hand inside his briefs. She grasped his swollen manhood and started caressing it with her skilled hands. Tumingin ito sa kanya. Seducing him. Pinangko niya ito at dinala sa kwarto. Pinahiga niya ito sa kama at isa-isa niya nang hinubad ang damit niya.

She giggled. Napatingin siya rito, napakunot-noo.

"You're buffed. I like it," she giggled again. Lalo siyang nalilibugan sa paghagikhik nito.

He's completely naked and he started to remove her t-shirt. Naka t-shirt lang pala talaga ito at walang suot na panty kanina habang nag-uusap sila sa sala.

"Whoa. It's big. I thought it's tiny," tudyo nito sa kanya. Tumawa lang siya at nagsimulang halikan ang leeg nito. Kinakagat-kagat niya ang earlobe nito. He noticed that she's trying to reach for his dick.

"Oh my God! It's really big huh!" she said while squeezing his dick. Tila manghang mangha ito.

Aba, kaloko `tong babaeng `to ha?

He kissed her. She responded wildly. It was a torrid kiss. Namalayan niya nalang na gumigiling na ito. She's grinding her pussy against his dick. He pinned her down and sucked her nipple. He bit it gently. Napakapit ito sa balikat niya. He licked and sucked both nipples alternately until she's writhing and moaning in pleasure. Hinalik halikan niya ang puson nito. She grabbed his hair and pushed his head down. His face is against her pussy. Dahan dahan niya itong dinilaan at sinipsip. Napapaliyad na si Mariz. Lalo siyang ginanahan at siniguro niyang masasarapan ito.

"Ohhh, uhmmm yes, there, uhhh!" sinasabunutan na siya nito.

"Uhhh! Fuck! Don't stop licking! Shit! Bite my clit!" gumigiling na ito habang sarap na sarap sa giginagawa niya.

He kneaded her breasts while his tongue is busy pleasuring her pussy.

"Fuck me now!" tumuwad ito.

He started rubbing his dick against her wet pussy.

"Ahhh! Shit! Fuck me!"

And he did. Sarap na sarap siya habang kinakantot ito. Nakahawak siya sa baywang nito habang napapakapit naman ito sa dulo ng kama. Binilisan niya ang pagkantot dito. Sinasalubong na rin nito ang pagkantot niya. She suddenly changed her position. She wanted him to be on top.

"Uhmmm, please! Faster!"

He plunged. Faster. Deeper. Hanggang sa naramdaman niyang bumaon na ang mga kuko nito sa likod niya. Then she came. Hindi siya tumigil. She fucked her hard until she came for the second time.

"Viiiiiiince! Ahhh! Fuck you!" she screamed as she came again.

Nilabasan na rin siya. He stayed on top of her. His dick is still stuck inside her pussy. She hugged him tight and kissed his lips. Huhugutin niya na sana ngunit hinigpitan nito ang pagkakayakap sa kanya.

"Just stay on top of me," hiling nito.

"But I'm too heavy," he told her.

"It's okay, I like it," anito sabay kagat sa ibabang parte ng labi niya.

Sa totoo lang medyo inaantok na siya. Pero napansin niyang parang gusto pa nito ng isang round. Nagulat siya kakaibang nararamdaman. It feels like his dick is being sucked inside her pussy.

Pu—! Gumagalaw ang...?

Napansin nito na parang naguguluhan siya.

"It's called muscle control. I do Kegel exercise along with yoga," natatawang pagpapaliwanang nito.

His dick grew hard again.

Ibang klase talaga `tong babaeng `to.

Napailing siya at nagsimula na namang kumantot.



Knocked out si Vince sapagkat naka-ilang round sila ni Mariz. Paggising niya, wala na ito sa tabi niya. Lumabas siya ng kwarto para i-check kung nasa sala ito. Nakaupo nga ito sa sofa habang nakatutok sa screen ng laptop nito. Lumapit siya rito at hinalikan ito sa noo. Hindi siya pinansin nito at tinaasan lang siya ng kilay.

"Riz? What's wrong?" nag aalalang tanong niya. He hugged her tight.

"Get off me!" Galit na kumuwala ito sa pagkakayakap niya. Padabog na isinara ang laptop at nagmamadaling pumunta sa kwarto.

Walang nagawa si Vince kundi sundan nalang ito ng tingin. Hindi siya mapakali. Hindi niya alam kung ano ang gagawin niya, kung susundan niya ba ito o hindi. Bago pa man siya makapagdesisyon kung anong gagawin, lumabas na ito sa kwarto at tinungo ang pintuan. Naka-mini skirt at tight shirt lang ito. At may dalang wallet at cellphone.

"Where are you going?" mahinahong tanong niya.

"The hell you care?!" she shouted while slamming the door shut.

Nagulat si Vince sa inasal ni Mariz. Sa pagkakaalala niya, wala naman siyang nagawang mali kagabi. She even hugged him tight till they both fell asleep.

Maybe she just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

He decided to contact his employees to check if his business is doing well. He's an engineer and he owns a small-time construction company. Kauumpisa pa lang ng kanyang negosyo at katuwang niya ang kanyang mga pinsan sa pagbuo nito.

Katatapos niya lang mag email ng mga electronically generated blueprints na ginawa niya nang biglang bumukas ang pinto at tumambad sa kanya ang nakangiting si Mariz dala-dala ang maraming shopping bags.

"Hello there, Vince!" she rushed towards him and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"You went shopping?" nakangiting tanong niya. Mukhang maganda na ang mood nito.

"Yup! And I have something for you," anito sabay abot sa kanya ng isang kahon.

When he opened it, he saw an expensive-looking belt.

"It's a reversible Hermes belt. With both black and brown leather on both sides," sabi nito habang nakakandong sa kanya at nilalaro ang earlobe niya.

"You splurged on this, Riz. What else did you buy?" tanong niya habang nakatingin sa hindi mabilang na mga shopping bags nito puro mga signature items.

"Uhmm, just a couple of dresses, shoes, and bags."

"I c-can't accept this," aniya sabay abot dito ng box.

"And why is that so?" Napatayo ito. Halatang nagbago ang mood.

"I just can't accept it, okay? It's quite expensive. Besides there's no reason for you to give me such a pricey gift."

"But I bought that with you in mind," naiiyak na sagot nito.

"Do you always do this to the guys you've slept with?" hindi niya alam kung bakit, pero kusang lumabas sa bibig niya ang mga salitang iyon.

Kitang-kita niya ang pagbabago ng facial expression nito.

"How dare you?!"

Isang malakas na sampal ang dumapo sa kaliwang pisngi niya. Umiiyak na pumasok si Mariz sa kwarto at nagkulong sa loob.

Pumasok siya sa loob ng kwarto. He found her crying, wrapping her arms around her folded knees. Tumabi siya rito at niyakap ito ng mahigpit.

"I'm sorry, Riz. I'm so sorry," he said while kissing her forehead.

Nagpatuloy lang ito sa pag-iyak.

"Sssshhhh... Please stop crying," aniya habang hinahaplos ang buhok nito.

"Just leave me alone!"

And he did what she wanted.



Nag-aalala na si Vince sapagkat gabi na at hindi pa rin lumalabas ng kwarto si Mariz. Naririnig niya pa rin ang mahinang pag iyak nito. Gusto niya nang pasukin ito sa kwarto ngunit baka lalo itong magalit sa kanya. Hinayaan niya nalang ito hanggang sa siya ay nakatulog na rin sa sofa.

Kinabukasan, nagising siya sa ingay na nagmumula sa kusina. Nakita niyang abala sa pagluluto si Mariz. Hindi yata nito napansin na gising na siya sapagkat naka-earphones ito at masiglang sumasayaw na animo'y nasa dance floor habang nagluluto. Pinagmasdan niya lang ito. Napaka sexy sa soot na shorts at racerback top. Nakasandal siya sa ref at nakahalukipkip na pinagmamasdan ito. She looked so hot while doing whatever it is that she does in the kitchen.

Nag-eenjoy siya habang pinagmamasdan ito nang bigla itong lumingon sa kinaroroonan niya. Nagulat pa ito ngunit biglang ngumiti at lumapit sa kanya.

"Hey, `morning! I was just about to get the maple syrup. I made some pancakes," she said while removing her earphones. Niyakap siya nito at hinalikan sa mga labi.

Tahimik na nagpasalamat si Vince sa magandang mood ni Mariz. Nakakabahala ang mood swings nito. Tintantya nia muna ang mga salitang bibitawan niya sapagkat baka biglang magbago na naman ang mood nito.

Nag-breakfast silang dalawa. Sobrang sweet at maasikaso ito sa kanya ngayon. Sinusubuan siya at sobrang lambing.

"Open up," malambing na utos nito habang sinusubuan siya ng pancake na may maple syrup.

He then opened his mouth and chewed the pancake. Ngumuso siya sa bacon na nakalagay sa plato na may paper towels. Kumuha naman ito ng isang piraso at isinubo sa kanya. Ngumuso siya ulit but this time nakaharap na siya rito. Agad naman siya nitong hinalikan.

"Cute baby!" anito habang kinakagat ang lower lip niya. Biglang nag-flag ceremony sa ibabang parte ng katawan niya kaya napaungol siya sabay hawak sa dibdib nito.

"Were not yet done eating, Vince," tumatawang sambit nito.

"Yup. That's why I'm eating you right now," aniya habang marahang kinakagat kagat ang labi nito.

Napakapit ito sa kanya at nagmamadaling hinubad ang t-shirt niya. Hinubad niya na rin ang racerback top nito pati shorts. He placed her on top of the kitchen table and started kneading her breasts. Nakita niya ang bote ng maple syrup sa gilid ng mesa kaya kiniha niya ito. He poured it against her swollen nipples, to her cleavage, down to her navel and to her pussy. She shivered when the maple syrup dropped against her throbbing clit. Medyo malamig pa kasi ang syrup kaya naghahatid ito ng kakaibang sensasyon sa clitoris nito.

He played with her nipples using his thumb. Napakagat-labi na ito sa ginagawa niya. Pinipisil-pisil niya ang nipples nito.

"For God's sake, are you torturing me?! Lick it off!!!"

Napangiti siya. Sinunod niya naman ang kagustuhan nito. Dinilaan niya ang nipples nito. Dinilaan niya lahat ng parte ng katawan nitong may maple syrup. Unang hagod pa lang ng dila niya sa clit nito, bigla na itong napakislot.

"Fuck! I'm gonna come!"

True enough, she came. He was so aroused with what just happened.

"Uhhhh, please fuck me!"

Pinangko niya ito at dinala sa kwarto.



When Vince woke up after their very steamy lovemaking, he just caught Mariz staring at him.

Kinabahan siya baka galit na naman ito. Kaya ngumiti lang siya at hinaplos ang mukha nito. He glanced at his watch on the bedside table. It's already 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

"Let's order some food for late lunch?" aniya sabay halik dito.

Ngumiti lang ito. Halatang pilit.

He hugged her tight and asked, "By the way, when are you going back to LA?"

Hindi ito sumagot. She struggled to break free from his embrace.

"Riz?" naguguluhang tanong niya.

"Leave me alone," anito. Hindi tumitingin sa kanya. Ngunit hinawakan niya ito ito sa magkabilang braso at pinaharap sa kanya.

"What's happening to you?!" hindi niya napigilang pagtaasan ito ng boses. She started crying. He caressed her face but she looked away. Bumaba ito sa kama at tinungo ang dresser. May kinuha ito sa isang itim na pouch. She got an orange bottle filled with meds. She took one tablet and swallowed it in. Tumingin ito sa kanya.

"Please, Vince.. Please get out. I need to be alone."



Alam ni Vince na may problema kay Mariz. Hindi niya alam kung ano talaga ang dahilan ng pagbabago bago ng mood nito pero may namumuo nang hinala sa utak niya.

Makalipas ang ilang oras, lumabas si Mariz sa kwarto. She seemed relaxed. Naglalakad ito papalapit sa kanya. Tinabihan siya nito sa sofa at yumakap sa kanya.

"Vince," mahinang bulalas nito.

"Hey..." tanging nasambit niya habang niyayakap ito.

"I'm sorry," she said in a low voice.

"I have to tell you everything before the Lithium wears off," dagdag nito.

"Riz..." he was speechless.

Nakahawak ito ng mahigpit sa kamay niya, "I was in junior high school when my parents noticed about my erratic mood. They sought help from a well-known shrink and they were told that I was showing early signs of a certain personality disorder. When I turned 18, I experienced alternating bouts of depression and mania for over a month. One moment I'm so bubbly, and then irritable and sad on the next. It was then that I was diagnosed to have Bipolar Disorder."

Niyakap niya ito ng mahigpit. Tama nga ang hinala niya.

"I'm tired of this never-ending cycle, Vince." Humihikbi na ito.

"I can't handle relationships well. They all fail," hindi na ito tumigil sa pag-iyak.

"Ssssshhhh.." he hugged her and tried to pacify her, "Come here, you should rest well. Stop crying, babe.." he said and kissed her lips passionately.

That night, after they made love, he tucked her to bed. Pinagmasdan niya ito habang natutulog. Naawa siya kay Mariz. Alam niyang nahihirapan na rin ito. Kung ididisregard lang angbiglaang pagpbabago ng mood nito, mabait at malambing naman ito. Sweet at maalaga. He felt like his heart was being pierced. He swore to himself that they will talk first thing in the morning and he will tell her that he wants to take care of her.

As he woke up the next morning, Mariz wasn't beside him. Hindi naman siya nabahala. Baka nagluluto na naman ito ng pancake sa kusina. When he went out of the room, there was no sign of her in the living area. He went to the kitchen, still, she wasn't there. May nakita siyang pink na note sa refrigerator.

If you're reading this, then I'm already on my flight back to LA. Don't fall for me, okay? `Coz we both can't handle it. You're a good catch and you deserve a girl who won't cause you headaches because of her terrible and shitty mood swings. Xoxo -Riz

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Author's Note

"There is a particular kind of pain, elation, loneliness, and terror involved in this kind of madness. The ideas and feelings are fast and frequent like shooting stars and you follow them until you find better and brighter ones. Sensuality is pervasive and the desire to seduce and be seduced is irresistible. Feelings of ease, intensity, power, well-being, financial omnipotence, and euphoria now pervade one's marrow. But, somewhere, this changes. The fast ideas are far too fast and far too many; overwhelming confusion replaces clarity. Everything previously moving with the grain is now against—you are irritable, angry, frightened, uncontrollable, and enmeshed totally in the blackest caves of the mind. You never knew those caves were there. It will never end." (Goodwin & Jamison, 1990, pp. 17–18)

Bipolar Disorder, which is also known as Manic-Depressive Disorder, is a personality disorder which does not just entail simple mood swings. Like any other personality disorder, it is difficult to handle. You may have wondered why of all the disorders there is, I first wrote about this one. It's because, while growing up, I got accustomed to both the manic and depressive episodes of my mom. Her manic episodes were comprised of impulsive or lavish expenses, unplanned trips, spur-of-the-moment house parties, etc. Yes, it was good while it lasted. But when her depressive episodes strike, she's a totally different person. Locking herself up in the bathroom, crying incessantly till dawn. Despite everything, I loved her and it crushes my heart thinking that she died while she's still on a depressive episode.

I have no intention whatsoever of maligning or disrespecting the persons affected by or diagnosed with either Bipolar I or Bipolar II Disorder. This fictional story is fabricated to raise awareness on the sad realities behind the said disorder. After reading, if you've subsequently realized that you come to know of someone (relative, friend, etc.) who behaves or thinks similarly with the heroine of this story, please do take action and suggest necessary measures (seek professional help) to the involved party.



This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2014 by shobe.sheen

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