These Wrecked Hearts- (Published Under IMMAC)

Kabanata 2 - Captivated

RYKER's POV

"FUCKING SHIT!"

'Thank God and I'm out of that hell!' I don't want to go back there. Every second, every minute there felt suffocating. I slammed my car door shut. Then I quickly started the car engine. Then I quickly left.

'I don't want that hell hole again! I am going to my own paradise!'

I had been running away from my problems for weeks. After a heated argument with my family, they threw me to this hell hole, and I have no goddamn choice but to escape. I needed to clear my head and find some peace in my life. Because honestly speaking, I am getting insane.

I decided to go to my beach resort, a place where I could escape from the chaos of my life.

"Vista Verde... I'm coming..." I mouthed.

Pagkatapos ng ilang oras na biyahe ay naarating ako sa lugar na pagmamay-ari ko, sinalubong ako ng mga crew ng hotel. The shock was written all over their faces. Maybe they heard the news... what my parents did to me. Kaya hindi na nakakapagtaka na magulat sila.

"G-Good day, Sir!" a woman greeted me with an awkward smile plastered on her face. She seemed confused by the expression on her face. "Nakalabas—I mean, nakabalik na po pala kayo rito."

"Hmm? Why? It's my resort after all."

Natigilan siya sa sinabi ko. I saw her bite her lower lip then showed me again a forced smile. "Shall I prepare your suite, Sir?" pag iba niya sa usapan na agad ko naman tinanguan.

I couldn't help but feel the weight of my troubles lingering on my shoulders as I checked into my hotel room, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. My entire body felt worn out, and I was completely spent mentally and emotionally. I was transfixed by the sight of the waves breaking on the coast as I looked out the window. I am aware that I required a diversion, anything that could pull his attention away from all that was going on.

After a few moments, nakarinig ako ng doorbell. Binuksan ko ang pintuan at nakita ang isang crew na dala ang mga pinakisuyo ko na gamit at damit. The man even brought food and a bottle of champagne. Bumaba ang mata ko sa name tag niya na nakalagay ang pangalang 'James.'

"Thanks, James..." I said.

He bowed his head. "You're welcome, Mr. Velasquez."

Then, suddenly, my eyes fixed on the pink envelope beside the stainless steel cloche. I can see the cursive letters of the words 'Pink Paradise' in front of the envelope. This made my left eyebrow raise.

"What's that?" I asked.

Napalingon sa akin si James. "Po? Ano po 'yon?"

"That pink envelope."

"Ahhh... invitation po ng Pink Paradise. The club near the coast. The owner of the club sent you the invitation po, Mr. Velasquez," he explained to me.

"What for?"

"There will be a party later, around 10 p.m."

'A party, huh?' Maybe this is the distraction that I've been waiting for. Maybe this is the breath of fresh air that I needed. Not bad.

"I see... sounds fun,"

For some reason, I feel the urge to go to that party. Maybe to lose myself... just this time.

The throbbing rhythm of the music greeted me as I entered Pink Paradise. The atmosphere was noisy and wild. People doing their own shit. People were drinking and dancing the night away at the club. As I allowed myself to fade into the background, a wave of relief washed over me.