CLUMSILY SEDUCING THE HIDDEN MAFIA HEIR

EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

"D-Dad? Are you mad at me?"

He didn't look at me. He stayed in his seat while facing the outside window. I watch him drink his expensive alcohol.

"The doctor says you cannot be trained. Your heart is weak, your immune system is weak, your body couldn't risk pain! Baka nga maulanan ka lang, magkakasakit ka na."

"K-Kaya kaba galit sa'kin? I-I will try to be strong! I promise I will never pass out again, dad. You can train me again! This time I will try my hardest, I promise!"

I was six years old back then, and I clearly remember how traumatizing it is to be trained by my father and Sylvester. But no matter how hard I tried, I kept on passing out. Leaving them disappointed and frustrated all along.

"Why are you so soft, Damon? Walang kwenta, napakahina mo. Maybe Colby is better than you. Malas lang at basura ang isang 'yon." Tumawa siya. "We have to wait many years for your full recovery, son. Until then, learn how to unsoft yourself."

Lumaki akong mag-isa. Because of the pressure he left me, I taught myself how to fight. Dahil din sa inggit at pagkamuhi kay Colby, I learn how to destroy his whole being.

Pero ang akala ko, kapag nagmatapang ako at pinakita ko sa lahat na malakas ako, they'd like me. But it's the opposite in the ordinary world. Nang dahil sa natutunan kong ugali mula kay Dad, people start to hate me. They were avoiding me for having such aggressive behaviour.

And I don't really care, dahil mas mahalaga sa akin ang impresyon sa'kin ni Dad, kaysa sa kanila. Lumaki ako na inaalala lang ang kung anong iisipin niya sa'kin. Kung ano ba ang dapat niyang makita sa akin.

Maybe then, I will be worth to be his son. Maybe then, magkakaroon din ako ng pakinabang sa kaniya.

At unti-unti ko noong nararamdaman na pinahalagahan niya ako tuwing gumagawa ako ng ikakasama ng iba. Lahat binibigay niya sa akin. But the worst feeling is I can still strongly feel the distance and barrier he set between us. Malayo parin ang loob niya sa akin. Lagi parin akong naghahabol ng atensyon bilang anak niya. Para bang nakukulangan siya sa akin, sa mga pinapakita ko.

But the more I fight innocent people, the more I feel like some sort of a monster. I am becoming my own nightmare.

Doon ko lang napagtanto na lahat ng tao sa paligid ko ay todo kung makalayo sa akin. Most girls kept saying they liked me but were afraid when I confronted them. Teachers always assume the worst in me that they didn't seem to know how good I was in my studies. Everybody else doesn't even dare to come near me like I'm some ugly beast.

I thought it was fine. I thought I'll be okay with that. But hey! I'm all empty every fuckin' single day! Walking alone, eating, doing everything else by myself is fuckin' tiring!

Once a year na pagbisita sa'kin ni dad on my every birthday ay kulang na kulang. He'll never ask how I've been. But instead, ask what I want so he can give and leave right away. E mas marami pang moment na pinaparusahan niya si Colby kaysa sa interaction naming dalawa. What the heck is that?

That is why I hated Colby from the bottom of my heart. And I was satisfied seeing him suffer just like me.

"Who are you? Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.

There was a girl who was staring at me emotionally. It's my first time seeing her. Her eyes are beautiful, but her face is so ugly yet unique. The heck?