The Mafia Lord's Pet|✔

EPILOGUE I

Epilogue I

Tinakpan ko ng mahigpit ang tainga ko para hindi ko marinig ang mga daing ni mommy sa kabilang kwarto. Daddy was hurting my mommy again. It wasn't his first time hurting Mommy, and it won't be the last. I know. Since the time I knew how to understand my surroundings, since I knew how to understand what was going on around me, Daddy was already causing mommy pain. So much pain. I often saw him hitting my mommy. Sometimes he slapped her. Sometimes he smashed my mommy's head on the wall.

I asked Mom why Daddy does it. And she said, "Because your daddy doesn't want me to leave him." 

I hate daddy. I loathe him. I loathe him to death. I hate him for hurting my mom. I hate him for not being a good husband to my mom. Kasi hindi naman iyon ang nakikita kong mga magulang sa mga classmates ko sa school. Their dads don't raise their hands on their wives. 

I silently cried behind the huge door of my room. I don't want to hear my mommy's cries and groans. It hurts me too when I hear her sufferings.

Nang marinig ko ang malakas na pagbagsak ng pintuan sa kwarto nila mommy. Pinunasan ko ang luha ko at tumayo. Dahan-dahan kong binuksan ang pintuan ng sarili kong kwarto at sumilip ako, making sure that my daddy was already gone. Natigil na rin kasi ang mga ingay sa kwarto nila.

Mabilis kong tinawid ang ilang hakbang na layo ng kwarto namin at pumasok ako sa kwarto nila Mommy at Daddy.

I was stoned on my feet when I saw Mommy lying on the floor. I saw how her chest moved up and down rapidly.

When I finally collected my thoughts and gathered my strength, nilapitan ko si Mommy at nang makita ko siya ng maayos. Tumulo ang luha ko nang makita kong duguan ang noo ni Mommy. Mommy's lips were cut, her eyes were bruised, and her forehead was bleeding.

Mabilis akong humanap sa kwarto nila ng maaaring ipangpunas ko sa dugo sa noo ni Mommy at nakakita ako ng towel sa kanyang closet.

"What are you doing here, Tyson? Go back to your room!" My mommy said firmly, but I was stubborn. 

I wiped the blood on her forehead.

"Mommy, why are you letting daddy do this to you?"

"Tyson." My mommy's eyes started to get moist and eventually cry. 

Using my small hands, I wiped my mommy's tears.

Let's runaway, mom. Let's leave, daddy." I encourage her. 

The disappointment washed over me when I saw my mommy shake her head in disagreement. 

"I can't Ty. I can't. We... we can't."

"Why mom?" gulo kong tanong kay mommy. Di ko talaga ito maintindihan.

"I love your father, Ty."

"Does daddy love you, mom? If he loves you, why does he hurt you?"  

Nanghihinang bumangon si mommy mula sa pagkakahiga niya. She cupped my face.

"Your dad may not love me, Ty, but he is afraid of losing me. And that's enough for me. As long as your daddy wants me. I will stay."

"But he hurts you, mom." I begged.

"He hurts me because he is afraid of losing me, Ty."

Iyan ang laging sabi sa akin ni Mommy, that daddy was afraid of losing her. She endured all of the pain and beatings because my mom believes that Daddy was afraid of losing her.