The Price Of A Sinner

Chapter 10

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Nagising ako sa magaan na haplos sa pisngi ko na parang bulong lang ng hangin sa balat. Mabigat pa ang talukap ng aking mga mata nang dahan-dahan ko itong iminulat, at agad bumungad sa akin ang napakaguwapong mukha ni Dos. Nang magtama ang mga mata namin, ngumiti siya, 'yong ngiting parang kayang tunawin lahat ng sakit ko.

"Hi..." bati niya, halos pabulong. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry..."

"Kanina ka pa?" tanong ko habang hindi pa rin kumikilos mula sa pagkakasandal ko sa couch. Napahinga ako nang malalim nang mapagtantong nakatulog pala ako sa gano'ng posisyon.

"Hindi naman, kararating ko lang. Are you okay?"

Ilang segundo akong nakatitig lang sa kanya, hindi agad nakasagot. Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero parang gusto kong magsumbong sa kaniya, 'yong tipong sumbong ng isang batang pagod na.

"Am I a bad person?" I asked.

"W-what?" he asked, confused.

"Is it bad to hate your parents? Is it bad to hate someone who took everything away from you?"

"No... I don't think so. Honestly, I think that's the first reaction anyone has when they're deeply hurt — hate. They start to despise the people who caused them pain. So yeah, it's valid. Why? What happened?"

I shifted my gaze forward, memories of my family swirling in my mind.

"I... I hate the feeling I get when I'm around them. I don't feel safe. I don't feel loved."

"We're talking about your family here, right?" he asked, just to be sure.

"Yeah..."

"It's a heavy feeling, but I'm sure there's a reason for it."

I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, the weight pressing heavily on my chest. Naiintindihan ba ako ng lalaking 'to? Wala naman yatang problema sa buhay ito, tss.

"There is," maiksi kong sagot.

"And?" he pressed, his eyes fixed on me, waiting.

"I have a stepsister from my father and... everything changed the moment she came into our lives. It's like I suddenly stopped existing in my own family, in my parents' lives. I'm their real child, yet I'm the one who has to share everything."

Our eyes locked as I spoke, the bitterness in my voice undeniable.

"I think you have every right to be angry," he said firmly. "Don't ever let them take away what's rightfully yours. If you know you deserve it, then fight for it. Don't just sit here crying, think about how you'll take it back. Always, always put yourself first in every decision you make. Be resilient, Mifi."

I smiled at his words. It felt so comforting to be understood, to be heard by someone other than my friends.

"Thank you, Dos."

"Anytime. Pero for now..." ngumisi siya, sabay lapit pa ng kaunti. "Tayo muna ang maglaban. Sa kama mo ba o dito sa sofa?"

Napakagat ako ng labi, hindi mapigilang matawa sa biglaang pag-shift ng usapan. "Pwede namang dito tayo magsimula sa sofa... tapos doon natin tapusin sa kama, 'di ba?"

"Oh, damn! Brilliant idea, baby," he said before pulling me in and kissing me.

I climbed onto his lap as he sat on the couch. Our lips crashed together in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over my curves, sliding down to my butt, squeezing it firmly. A soft moan escaped my lips as he continued.