SALVATORE #1: Loving the Prostitute

CHAPTER 51

"Where is my son?" matigas kong tanong.  "Saan mo siya dinala?!"

I'm starting to get mad, scared and nervous. My lips quivered. He found out. He fucking found out! How? The question is fucking how?

Did Honeylette told him? Ezekiel? Manang? Aina? It's impossible for those two. They don't even know Lucas' father. It could be between the other two or both of them. But Honeylette couldn't do that.

I'm starting to overthink again. One of them betrayed me. I'm scared of the thought that Ezekiel told him. He didn't do it, right?

Nagsimula na namang bumuhos ang mga luha ko. I felt betrayed and hurt. I couldn't believe it. I trusted Ezekiel so much. How could he?

The person on the other line laughed sarcastically. "You got the nerve, huh. You hid my son away from me for years, Denise."

"Fucking answer me! Where is my son?! Saan mo siya dinala?" I couldn't think of anything but losing my son. Iniisip ko pa lang ay pinapatay na ako. Pinapatay na ako ng sakit. I couldn't handle the pain. Sure I handled the pain before but this, no. Lucas is my life.

Sa apat na taong iyon ay sa kanya lang bumuhos ang pagmamahal ko. Sa kanya lang umikot ang mundo ko. Sa kanya lang bumuhos ang buong atensyon ko. Sa kanya lang. Siguro ganito ang mangyayari kapag nawala ang taong pinagbuhusan mo ng lahat na halos wala ng natira sa sarili mo. I don't care about myself! Lucas' love for me is more than enough.

Luca laughed again sarcastically. I could feel his anger. Kahit galit siya ay nakaya niyang itago iyon.

Ba't lahat na lang ng nangyayari ay laging hindi ko inaasahan? Yes, I expected this but not right now. Hindi ko inakalang mapapaaga na naman.

My fear grew bigger. Please, not my son. I could do anything for my son.

"Your son, huh. I'll text you the place."

Magsasalita pa sana ako nang patayin niya ang tawag. Napamura ako. Fuck this!

I received a text right after he dropped the call. Dali-dali ko iyong tiningnan at nakitang isang lugar iyon dito.

Mabilis akong kumilos at pumasok sa kotse ko. I drove fast. I don't want to lose my son. He's my everything.

My tears stopped falling while I'm driving. He better return my son to me and we could talk the custody of my son. Or he could visit Lucas here. If he insist to take my son away, I would declare war between us.

I parked my car and walked fast. He also sent me the hotel room. So he's currently staying here. Hindi ko na inisip pa iyon because that's not important anymore.

Hindi na ako dumaan sa receptionist. I don't care. Ilang beses pa akong tinawag nito pero hindi ko pinansin. I'll kill whoever gets in my way. Try me.

Sumakay ako sa elevator and pressed the third floor. Hindi ako mapakali habang naghihintay. Nanginginig ang buong katawan ko at sabog ang itsura ko. I stared at my reflection in front of me. Hindi man clear ay nakita ko pa rin ang sarili ko.

My hair was messy. At ang damit ko ay gusot-gusot na. The tears I burst earlier is already dried. Hindi ko na inisip pang mag-ayos dahil hindi na importante. All I could see is not important right now, my son is. Siya ang laman ng isip ko.

Mabilis akong lumabas nang bumukas na ang elevator. Hinanap ko ang room 203 at nang mahanap ay malakas kong kinatok. Hindi ko iyon tinigilan hanggat hindi nagbubukas.

He's not lying to me, right? I tried to open the door when no one came to open. To my shocked, the door wasn't locked.

I opened the door aggressively and there I saw someone sitting on the couch. He's not facing my direction but I know who it was. It was Luca. Napansin kong nagbago ang pangangatawan niya. It's bigger now than before.