THE UNWANTED (COMPLETED)

33-MCAPOLLO NEIGH ESGUERRA

McApollo Neigh Esguerra

   "Liliana!"

I called her. I saw her crying again. She's one of Natasha's best friend. She looked up. Staring at me. 'What's with her that Louigi is going crazy about her?' She stand up and wiped her wet face.

"Bakit?" Her horse voice is irritating.

"Did it happen again?" My question make her lips in lined. I guess, yes. She avoided my gazed. Bite her lips and looked up again. Maybe, preventing her tears to fell again.

"Who's inside?" She breathes hard and glanced at me again.

"Logan, Harper and Catherine!" I nod and started to walk. I left her there. She need privacy and I don't have a plan on comforting her. Louigi will surely kill me. As I walked through the hallway. Their eyes on me. I'm used to it. There's only one person that I'm not really used too. Her eyes. Her eyes when she's looking and staring at me. Her eyes always brought me to my childhood. Always brought me to my innocence.

I always stared at her coldly, because I know she's trembling with the sight of it. She's avoiding my gazed. She's the first one who avoided. I heard her voice inside of my head.

"Kuya, ang galing mo!! Model ka pala!! Proud na proud po ako sayo!!" She's clapping her hand while she's saying it. The happiness mirrored on her eyes. She's really happy for me. I ignored her and turned my back to her.

"You don't care. I don't need your attention!" I know it hurts her but I stayed still. I should be cold to her. I maybe dont have a box of memories to Mom but her very existence took it.

I also treated her like a criminal. Sending her a cold stare. Ignoring her presence and hurting her by saying a hurtful words. We always thought, for a long time that she's the dust that keep on hunting us. The past still hunting us everytime she's around.

She's isolated. Only Tita Espe and Nicholas treated her right. Welcomed her. I always brought that necklace with me. I'm not wearing it but it's always inside of my pocket. It can calmed me everytime I touches it.

Mom give it to me when she's still carrying her in her womb. She told me that I should give it to her when she's already a grown lady. I remember how beautiful her smile that time. She also let me touched her tummy. It moved. I was amazed. It's like Natasha wanted to play with me. She told me to love her with all my heart. I nodded happily. I was so happy that time. Finally, we have a princess now.

That feeling changes when she don't survive. Instead the baby live. The hatreds still out of my knowledge. Only Dad and the twins planted it into my mind. They said she's a trashed. She's a dust. She's a killer. She killed our Mother. Growing with those words mark in my head but never in my heart. For 7 years, Natasha stayed at our Grandma. I know they love her very much. If only I can tell them that she shouldn't stayed with us, I will.

The first time Natasha step on our house stiffened me. She really look like Mom. There's something rose inside of me. A joy. My heart is in joy. I just can't let it out. I'm afraid to Dad that he'll scolded me. That's the very first time that Dad laid his eyes to her. The familiar spark suddenly recognized him. I know he also saw Mom.

Natasha's bright smile brought something inside of the house. She brought a life in our house. Her eyes rounded as she saw Nicholas. The Baby Nicholas. The 2 years old Nicholas.

She walked happily straight to Tita and Nicholas. I'm staring at her. She greeted Tita. She greeted everyone one by one. They never greeted her but it's like she's unaffected. She even kissed Nicholas face. The boy giggled and made her laugh.