Mon Amour (My Love)

CHAPTER 24

KING

"You're leaving again? Hindi ka pa halos nakakapagpahinga, Angelo." Papa Allie said as I kissed his cheek. He looked at my suitcases. "Why don't you eat first?"

"No, Papa Allie. I'm not hungry and I really need to go."

"What's with the rush?" Papa Rodel asked. "Where are you going?"

I smiled and kissed him too. "See you later, Papa Rodel."

And just that, I got in my car and drove to my unit - where Kyle was staying.

Inside the elevator, I felt the butterflies in my stomach. I could hardly breathe. I got more and more nervous. Kyle should be home. He has to be home. He has to be there because I need to let him know how much I missed him. He needs to understand that staying away from him did not do me good. He needs to know that I am in love with him.

I love him. I love him so much.

When I reached the 33rd floor, it's as if the world slowed down. My footsteps became heavier and I felt numb. There was a deafening silence that I could not hear anything, aside from my own heartbeat.

I swiped my access card but the door still didn't open. Kyle activated the security system. I smiled. He followed my instructions. I deactivated it and went inside.

It's dark. The lights were out. And since I have bad eyes, I could barely make anything out. It didn't seem like Kyle was home. Maybe he went out.

"Kyle? Are you here?"

There was no answer. I trudged up the dark hallway to the switch and the lights flooded the whole unit. I sighed. Papa Rodel's right. What's with the rush? It was useless. Kyle's not here.

I was about to sit on the couch when suddenly, something grabbed me and pushed me to the wall. I was shocked that I almost screamed.

It's Kyle. And what's that? What is he doing? Is he...?

Yeah. He's kissing me. His eyes are shut and he's kissing me. And it's not just a kiss. It's harsh and it's hot and it's... burning.

Oh. What am I saying? I can't think straight. I can't make sense of what's happening. I can't think of a more appropriate word.

He stopped and looked at me. Kyle was gripping the collar of my shirt. He's crying. Why? What's going on? Why can't I look away? And why would I do that even if I could?

"Bumalik ka pa?" He asked. He sounded so angry. "Sinong nagbigay sa'yo ng karapatan na gawin sa akin iyon?"

"What?" I asked, bemused. "W-What do y-you -"

"Shhhh!"

I couldn't continue anymore because Kyle kissed me again. And then he stopped.

"Sino ka sa akala mo para iwanan ako nang ganoon katagal, ha? Anong akala mo sa akin? Laruan mo? Na pwede mong iwan basta basta?"

"Kyle, I-"

"Shhhh!"

He kissed me again. And then he stopped.

"Alam mo bang hinintay kita, ha? Hinintay kita araw araw. Gabi gabi."

He kissed me again. And then he stopped.

"Bakit mo ginawa yun sa akin? Bakit mo ako pinahirapan nang ganoon? Alam mo bang mahal kita, ha? Mahal kita, King!"

I was shocked.

"What did you say?" I whispered.

He kissed me again and this time, he didn't stop anymore. He closed his eyes and I felt his tears rolling down his face. Kyle's in pain. What could have been causing that?