THE UNWANTED (COMPLETED)

37-MARCUS NOAH ESGUERRA

Marcus Noah Esguerra

   I'm on my way to the hospital. I can feel a heavy feeling to me, adding an irritation to me.

"Fuck that old man and fuck Noelle's Sickness!" I voiced it out. My body guard and driver glanced back at me but I ignored them. My forehead creased. My eyebrows meet. My jaw tightened. My fist rounded. That old man really getting on my nerves. He keep on asking about Natasha's condition. He's really obsessed to her. The fuck. He's old. I won't let him touch Natasha nor let him see her. I dont want him to be my brother-in-law. Tsk.

Natasha should married a decent man and in her aged. That Harper is better than that old man but he's still didn't surpassed my expectations and standards. Mary Natasha should be treated like a queen. And that's what I regretted everyday that I'm waking up. Reminiscing those times that I hurt her, trashed her and dumped her. I was such a jerk. Moron. Fool and insane.

"Am I really a jerk, Arthur? Glenn? Answer me truthfully." I asked the two infront.

"We don't know sir. Before we became your guard and driver, we didn't know about your whereabouts." Arthur.

"Tsk, how about now?

"You are....hot headed sir, always pissed, always ranting about your day, always wearing your ugly face!" Glenn.

"Tsk, shut up!" They became quiet. He shoot me hard. It's true, I'm always like that now. The composed and serious Noah is gone. I've got my changes too. As everything's changed, I changed too. A big impact hit us hard. An impact coming from Natasha woke us up.

I became impatient and Hot headed. And I always felt Noelle heavy feelings now. And it's vice versa. I became talkative too. I'm talking to other people now. I accepted an opinions now. I also let them see my furios expression. I became soft. Natasha's made me soft.

"My sister's really wanted to see you, sir!" Arthur.

"And?"

"She wanted to meet you, personally!"

"I'm not interested. Tell her, if she wanted to see me everyday she should apply at the Esguerra Empire but tell her also to don't expect much. I might don't give her attention."

"Okay, copy sir. Ah! She also told me, you are classmates during your high school."

"Name?"

"Athena. Athena Sullivan."

"Right. Sullivan. The High School Filipina-British beauty queen." I nodded and never talked again.

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It's past 9, but a few reporters still around. They became wild as I went outside. Looking at them poker face. Tsk.

"Mr. Marcus, any update for Miss Natasha's condition?" I stop and stared at her. Her mouth gaped. Tsk.

"That's none of other people's businesses. Give us privacy and rest people. You're only making yourselves expecting for nothing." I turned my back to them. Walked like I owned the hospital. Tsk. Half of the shares here came from the Esguerra's. So, we also owned this.

"Go, take your dinner now. You can leave me here. I'm safe here."

"Thank you sir!" The quiet hallway of the last floor making me feel shivered.

'The heck, it's creepy.'

I remember how Natasha frightened me everytime we had a brownout when we're still young. My eyes rounded and my hands groped the shirt infront of my heart. She only laughed at me and run fast. Run for her life. She always do that, she knew that I'm not into eerie place. Her laughs roared around the house everytime she's done with her planned.The dark house became lively.