CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR:

I have never felt so helpless in my life until this moment. No matter how much I fucked up my life before, I still had some fraction of control over things. But when I look at how things had become these past few days, I realized how our lives had spiral out of control. We wouldn't say it out loud, but with one member of the house already gone, the changes in our lives started emerging. I did have problems of my own that I'd like to deal with, but I couldn't focus on myself since Markie asked to be left alone after finding out Sebastian cheated on her.

I didn't have the full story yet since she refused to talk about it. The more I think about her, the more I realized Markie was trying to forget what happened so she wouldn't lose herself from the pain of being cheated on. However, I didn't think Markie even realized her life was spiraling the more she tried to avoid dealing with their problems.

It's been a few days when I'd wake up early in the morning to go to school, then arrive home with Markie still in the same clothes just standing on the balcony with a cigarette in one hand that she already stopped using during her relationship with Sebastian. It was a gradual thing that was going on in her life. I would hear her cries at night from the room across mine during the late hours even until I opened my eyes at the sun shining from my window. But every time I'd knock on her door to offer my comfort and shoulder to cry on, I would be met with rejection.

We were having breakfast on a usual morning a few hours before our school starts, yet during their conversation I was just keeping to myself. I had a lot on my mind that kept lingering in my head at the same time, I felt like I was going crazy from how full my plate was. My eyes were staring at the coffee cup that I was holding for a few minutes, I didn't realize it was empty until Sera poured another coffee on my cup.

"Thanks," I mumbled under my breath, before taking some sip. "I'll just get some then give it to Markie upstairs." I said when I noticed Clyde finished cooking some fried rice, eggs, and tapa which I've been waiting to get cooked for a while.

"No." Clyde said, which made me pause. He started preparing a separate plate which I was supposed to do for Markie.

She's been rejecting our help for almost a week now–always in her room, just keeping to herself, and would get agitated whenever we wanted to talk about Sebastian. She was never like this when Hiro left her for Bea, yet her feelings for Sebastian, whom she'd only known for more than four months, topped her year's worth of love for Hiro. Markie saw herself having a future with Sebastian, that's how much love she had for him.

"I'm tired of my sister's bullshit, I'll talk to her this time." Clyde added after putting a plate full of food on a tray to bring to his sister upstairs.

"Don't shout at her, please..." Sera pleaded with her boyfriend, something that she's been doing the whole week. We wanted to give Markie as much space as we could until she's ready to share what happened to us, but Clyde wanted to have a conversation from the get-go. He only lasted for a week because Sera kept asking for his patience that he had no choice but to give since he'd do anything for her. It seems as though he ran out of patience from finding out earlier that there was no progress with his sister.

"She's in a really vulnerable state, okay. Don't be all-Clyde when you approach her, you're kind of scary when you're mad."

"I'm not mad, baby... I'm furious." Clyde heaved out a sigh before putting down the tray back to the table, "I told her from the start when she introduced that smug piece of shit to me at the tournament that I don't think he was good enough for her. I was trying to be a good brother, but what did she say? She told me to mind my own fucking business and just be supportive for once."

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