Cursed Kiss (Curse #1)

Donis Amadeo

Trigger Warning: kidnap

Epilogue

It was pretty grim.

Halos nakalimutan ko na dahil bata pa ako no'n. Mom and I were just walking from the marketplace when suddenly a black van emerged. May bumabang tatlong lalaking nakamaskara. My ice cream dropped to the floor when they forcefully took away my Mom from me.

"Deo! Run!" my mother tried to budge at sinipa ang mga nagtatangka sa kanya. Ako naman, bilang batang walang muwang I tried to punch the guy with my small fists instead of running away to protect her.

"Sush..." my Mom's worried voice just made me cry more. "H-Hahanapin tayo ni P-Papa... Papa is a police remember?"

Hindi ako makapagsalita sa busal but I can feel my mother's chin on my head comforting me. My mother is a brave woman, pero ang kinatakot niya ng oras na iyon ay ang kalagayan ko. I heard my father's name in the conversation.

"Spare me... I have four sons... They need a mother. They need m-me. "

I heard my mother cry a lot and it pained my young heart.

Ilang araw bago ko narinig ang malakas na lamba ng pinto at mga putok ng baril. I can't even cover my ears dahil nakatali ang kamay ko hindi ako makasilip sa nangyayari dahil may takip pa rin ang mata ko.

"Catherine!" my father's voice roared louder than the bullets calling my Mom's voice

Kahit walang kain nang ilang araw ay pinilit kong ilamba ang sarili ko sa pinto para marinig nila ako.

Tinanggal nila ang busal sa bibig ko at ang nasa mata. They untied me. My vision was blurry and the light was binding but I ran immediately outside to see my mother.

But in a room she was lying down, blood pooling from her white dress. My father hugged her greatly. My mom, pale in complexion became more pale, almost lifeless lips whispering to my Dad's ears. Kahit puno ng luha ang mata ay pumasok rin ako para marinig siya.

"Raise...our sons.. to be just like...you..."

Then my mother closed her eyes, and her hand loosing on my father's grip. That's when I knew...she's gone.

I resented my father a bit. Kung bakit ang tagal bago niya kami nahanap. Kung bakit huli na siyang dumating. But I remember my mother's words.

I didn't see what happened before I went out of that room. Hindi ko alam at puro barilan lang ang narinig ko. But I think that scene will always be imbedded in my mind. Hindi ko iyon makakalimutan. My mother's blood on my father's uniform.

My mother didn't resent him kahit siya ang napahamak dahil sa trabaho ni Papa. So why would I? Hiniling niya pa nga kay Papa na palakihin kaming katulad niya.

At young age, I understood that being a Hiñago means misfortune will always chase us.

My brothers are cold to him. They used to admire him... his uniform, his job, and how cool he was while having that gun at his side... The tables turned when Mom was gone.

Ending, si Lolo ang unang nag-alaga sa aming magkakapatid dahil sa trabaho ni Papa. We began to live with Lolo and our cousins, Tarrie and her older brothers, nakatira rin sila kay Lolo dahil sa trabaho ng Papa nila ay dahil wala na rin silang Mama.

They noticed my change in behavior. Kahit ako ay hindi rin naiintindihan kung bakit naging ganito ako. A day would pass without my father nor my siblings hearing a word from me. I forgot how to speak. I was constantly spacing out. Having nightmares after nightmares.

I don't even want to sleep during the days kahit na halos hindi ako makatulog sa gabi dahil sa mga panaginip ko.

"Take Donis to a doctor, Dionisio," sabi ni Lolo. One time I was playing on my own. I heared them. "A physician who specializes in trauma and behaviors perhaps..."