CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
I was in denial in simula. When I finally had the tapang, I confessed. Then, my puso got broken.
That's it. That's always the cycle since I knew about pagmamahal. Laging isang piece lang ako ng game kapag bored sila. The audacity of men.
After that, I was disposed like used tissue. Always na lang. Hindi na ako natuto sa scheme ng men. I easily fell with their traps. Well, for someone who is always in chase of that pagmamahal, who was never loved, I'm so prone to fall for maling tao.
Konting sweet words and sweet gestures, na-appreciate ko na agad for I was deprived of that my whole buhay. Maybe, I'm just really malas. Hindi man lang ako nakahanap ng pure love.
Tinungga ko ang wine na may mataas na alcohol content. Want kong malasing. I put another full amount on my baso. I was mag-isang nagdi-drink sa house namin. Ginalaw ko ang wines ni daddy, tomorrow ko na lang ifa-face ang consequences. Isa pa, they are not in the bahay naman.
It was just me, Freedom and his yaya. Good thing, may guards naman sa palibot.
I almost jumped out of the stool, may wet na lumapat sa may feet ko. Nag-sigh naman ako nang makita ko si Liberty sa aking paanan. It was Freedom's aso, but it reminds me of Rico.
Rico na naman, wala na ngang laman ang brain ko, siya pa rin ang tini-think ko. He just dumped me like I was nothing to him. Nag-confess lang naman siya kung gaano niya pinaikot ang world ko at pinaglaruan ang feelings ko.
"Justise," I heard my son's boses.
Huli na para i-hide ko ang hawak na bottle of alak. Umakyat siya sa isang stool upang pumantay sa akin.
"Freedom, can you please go to your kama and sleep ka na? It's not a good impluwensya na you're seeing me wasted." Nag-explain ako sa kanya.
Hindi pa rin siya bumaba sa stool, nag-sit siya sa counter. "It looks like you need company, I'll be here for you. Your eyes are swollen. You're sad." He observed.
Sometimes, kaaway ko ang intelligence ng son ko. I can't lie to him. Hindi ko magawang itanggi ang paratang niyang sad ako, that's totoo naman. Saka swollen ang mata ko, I cried a river.
I-deny ko man, he knew what's totoo. Magmumukha lang akong liar kay Freedom.
"Let me help you with your wine, I'm going to pour it on your glass." He made sabi.
I pouted. "It's bawal for you." Ni-mess ko ang hair ko, nag-sigh ako ng deep. "I'm such a bad influence."
"I can figure out what's wrong from what's right, Justise. You don't have to worry about me. Let me take care of you because you are sad."
Inabot ko ang kanyang cheeks, I caressed his face. "I should be the one taking care of you, not ikaw. Hindi mo ako responsibility, Freedom. Your priority lang dapat is maging happy." I told him softly.
"It makes me happy taking care of you. It makes me happy if you are happy." He said seriously.
Kinagat ko ang lower lip ko. "Can you hug me?"
Hindi siya nag-answer. Lumapit siya sa pwesto ko at nag-give ng hug na mahigpit. Tinapik - tapik niya pa ang back ko. It made me tear up once again. Agad ko namang ni-wipe ang tears sa aking cheeks.
Freedom is more responsible than I could ever be.
"I love you so much. You're the only man in my life that would never make me cry." I whispered.
He kissed me on the forehead. "I don't want to see you crying." Pinahid ng thumb niya ang pisngi ko. It made me smile a bit.
Hindi man ako lucky sa boys ko, pero sure akong lucky ang girl na mamahalin ng anak ko. I kissed his noo. I'm calling it a night.
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