Fixing A Broken Star |⭐

Chapter 22

I woke up the next morning with swollen eyes. I allow myself to cry last night. It pains me that I had find comfort from those people who wasn't related to me by blood and got an insult from those who are supposed to provide me love.

I wonder if I'm the only one who have that kind of parents. I wonder if there are others who experience the same. That those who are supposed to push them to keep going, pull them down. Siguro madami kami. Siguro hindi lang ako.

"Hersh you're spacing out"

Avril noticed my behavior.

"Uh.. sorry"

"I think you need some rest"

"I'm fine"

"Kami na muna dito Hersh. Take a rest, you look pale"

Aryana said in a concern voice.

I felt so dizzy maybe because I'm tired. I guess they're right I just need some rest.

I go to clinic on my own because I don't wanna bother them to come with me. I know they're all busy and I can handle myself.

I talk to the nurse and she allowed me to take a nap. Naalimpungatan ako when I felt presence beside. I thought it's the nurse but it was Kylo.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Ah. Yes. Why are you here?"

I asked him. He shouldn't be here with me.

"I'm looking after you"

"Ky, I can handle myself. Go back to your duty"

He creased his forehead because of confusion.

"I want to take care of you"

"Ky please! I want to be alone"

I didn't mean to sound rude pero ganoon ang nangyari.

He look at me seriously and then let out a half hearted smile.

"Alright. I brought you foods and medicine. Eat and then drink it after. I'll go ahead"

"Ky-"

I wasn't able to finish what I'm saying because he already left. I look at the foods that he brought. It's my favorite chicken wings and a hot chocolate. It's almost lunch and I haven't eat yet.

Guilt started to creep me in. I didn't mean to said that in that way.

I think I have to apologize to him but, not yet now. I need time for myself for now.

I eat the food and leave the clinic as I felt better.

Lumipas ang maghapon ng hindi ako kinausap ni Kylo. It's like he's back to his normal self.

I had to call my driver to fetch me. When I got home I saw a lot of expensive brands on my bed. Is this from mom and dad? There are shoes, clothes, perfumes, make ups, and jewelries.

I smiled bitterly. How come they afford to buy me these expensive things but can't even afford to give me love. Is this how they show their love? Through expensive things? Really? I don't think I can appreciate it more than love and effort.

I heard a knock on my door.

"Nak, kakain na. Pinapatawag ka ng Mommy at Daddy mo"

"Manang pakisabi po busog pa ako"

"Mukhang may sasabihin silang mahalaga eh. Sa tingin ko ay aalis na ulit sila."

Hindi ko alam kung matutuwa ba ako o malulungkot.