FUBU

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I looked at both of them, laying on top of the bed, resting after what we just did.

Things has always been that way.

I stood up, put on the dress again and carried the pair of heels as I got out of the mansion.

I had to sneak out as quickly as I can.

Their maids are not the silent ones. So I have to be careful.

The driver was already waiting for me in the garage.

I could feel the cold cement against my feet as I stepped inside the car.

Tumunog ang notification sa cellphone ko.

A huge chunk of money was just transfered to my account.

Along with it was a message.

Last night was fun. Till next time Sari.

It's how things have always been. We spend a night together, they transfer an amount to my account, each time it gets bigger and bigger.

Para kang putang binayaran sa gabing pinasaya mo sila.

Ano nga ba ang ipanagkaiba namin?

"Kuya, pa drop niyo nalang po ako sa St. Luke's."

"Yes Maam." marahang sagot ng driver.

Sa isip ko, marahil malaki din ang bunos ng driver.

All throughout this year, he's been my constant companion. Mula sa bahay, pauwi, at kahit sa ospital.

I wanted to get out of this dress I was wearing but I didn't bring any spare clothes.

So I have to get in and wear those uncomfortable heels once again.

A nurse who knows me automatically smiled at me the moment I was inside the hospital.

She walked along with me and towards one of the private rooms od the hospital.

I placed my bag at the corner and sat at the chair near my patient.

"Good Morning Pa." I planted a kiss on his forehead.

Marahan kong hinaplos ang kulubot sa balat niya.

He's been laying in this bed for three years now.

Brain Injury. That's what it took for him to be caught up in this hospital bed.

"I did this bad thing all over again. Parang hindi ko na yata matatakasan tong ginagawa ko Pa. Kailangan kong gawin because of you. Eto lang din anag alam kong paraan eh."

I sighed as my mind keeps wishing that he would suddenly wake up and answer me.

Gaya ng dati.

When he'd used to give me advices of the worst situations I have to go through.

He's all I have left, after my mother left us.

And now, here I am. Visiting him in this damn hospital for three years now.

The doctors have told me that I would have to come to a time when I have to give him up.

I know. But not right now.

"Pa, gumising ka na. Please."

I bowede my head down and placed my face against his palm.

Kahit alam kong wala naman patutunguhan, I continued to beg for him to wake up.

"Sana dumating na yung araw na magiging okay ka na. Yung araw na makakausap na ulit kita." I could hear my own sobs, but I didn't mind if I sounded like a child crying. All I cared is that it was just him and me. And no one else.