Peace of the Heart (Cacher Series #1)

Kabanata 43

Kabanata 43

Betrayed

I didn't finish the call. I immediately ran downstairs with hot liquid running down to my face. I didn't know what to do first, I didn't know what would I feel... I didn't know what's happening. I don't know. I didn't know. I don't want to know.

"Martiza?" Alcaeus asked with a confused expression when he saw me running. "Why are you crying? Wait! Where are you going? Martiza! Martiza!"

He kept on calling me but I didn't look back at his way. I was running fastly, and when I met the tall black gate, I didn't think twice in opening it to free myself. I kept on hearing Alcaeus shouting my name but my mind was preoccupied... All that I know is I want to see him... I want to see my brother.

"Martiza!" Alcaeus shouted.

But I was already far away from him.

I kept on running. The things I should've done when I had the chance to forgive him. My Kuya... is dead. He was waiting for me. He was asking for her little sister. He was battling his illness all alone. He wanted to talk to me... maybe he wanted me to take care of him... but I didn't show up. He waited for eleven hours... he died on the cold rainy night.

He died waiting for me. He died only knowing my hatred for him. He died with his words... unheard. And lastly, he died, he died without his family on his side. He died without us. He died carrying all of my hurtful words.

He wanted to talk to me... he wanted, and yet... even a minute, I didn't give him the chance.

I betrayed him.

My eyes widened as I spotted the massive crowd full of media, ambulances and different police mobiles around the park. I didn't waste any time, I quickly dragged my feet toward them. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest. My tears couldn't stop from falling in my eyes as I pushed people away from the investigation scene, I even hurt most of them but I couldn't care less. I needed to see him.

"Miss, nakakasakit ka na!"

"Ano ka ba!"

"Ang chismosa naman nito!"

I couldn't mind their words because I was busy finding my way to my brother. And when I finally saw him... my soul left my body.

His cold dead body was laying on the ground with his widened eyes. He was on his wetted tuxedo, like he was so ready in dying. His hair was up on the ground and his hands were placed both on his chest. He became more thinner than the last time I last seen him. His eyes were filled with water, his lips were a bit opened. He looked... helpless and terrified.

The caution tape was all around the scene. I put my hand on my mouth to stifle my cry. I was just staring at him. The authorities were attending his dead body, while the disrespectful media was taking video and pictures.

"Kuya..." I whispered in between my sobs. "Kuya..."

I walked slowly toward him with my hand covering my mouth.

"Miss! Bawal pumunta d'yan! Miss!"

"Bawalan niyo!"

"Hoy! Pigilan niyo!"

I ran toward his body. I cut the caution tape using my hands. I've heard the shoutings of people stopping me from what I was planning to do. My focus is on my brother as I kept on running toward him. Coming to him. And when I already reached his lifeless body, I fell on my knees and I hugged him tightly.

"Kuya... Kuya... gumising ka..." Iyak ko sa kan'yang harap. "Hindi... H'wag mo akong iwan...  gumising ka! Nandito na ako! Nandito na ang kapatid mo... h'wag mo akong biruin ng ganito!"