Avaricious Hearts

Chapter 29: The Mess I Made

NEIL'S POV

I just keep myself so fucking busy just to prevent myself from going after her. I have to drill in my thick skull that she wants me out of her life. 

But fuck! I can't do that!

"Neil, para saan naman ang mga 'to?" tanong ni Kuya Nex nang pumasok sa kwarto ko.

"None of your business. Go away" irap ko sa kanya at pinagpatuloy ang ginagawa.

"Mom is worried. She called and Manang said that you're locking yourself in your room. Natatakot na sinasaltik ka na naman" natatawang sabi niya at tinignan ang ginagawa ko.

"I didn't lock myself. Nakapasok ka nga ng walang kahirap-hirap. You go away, wala ako sa mood." taboy ko sa kanya

"Hmm... What happened to 'let her go'?" tanong niya umupo pa talaga sa harap ko para ipakita ang quotation mark niya sa ere

"Let her go for now" nakasimangot na sabi ko.

Tumawa siya at dinampot ang isang picture. "You're badly smitten this time. You're creepy. Are you stalking her?"

"Can you just fuck yourself, Kuya?" iritang sabi ko sa kanya. "Baka imbes na wala na akong sakit ay bigla akong atakihin at masuntok nalang kita" 

"You and your bad temper" iling niya at inilapag na ang picture sa lamesa. "We're just concern. Magaling ka na ba talaga?"

"Stop being a pussy. Let me have my peace of mind" masungit na sabi ko sa kanya.

"Okay. Okay" sumusukong sabi niya.

I just resumed what I am doing. 

I hired a private investigator to follow her all the time. Then I received pictures of her every three days on my e-mail. I printed her pictures then put them in an album.

This is insane. I am insane. But I don't care. I don't care if I'm acting like an obsess maniac here. 

I just want to see her. And this is my way to see her while doing what she wants. 

I dialed on my phone.

To: Charmaine Amante

What are you doing?

I've been hiding her for two weeks. Hindi na kaya ng konsensya ko kaya hindi na muna ako umaalis ng bahay. Ayokong makaharap si Troy. Hindi din siya tumatawag o ano. 

From: Charmaine Amante

I am fine, Neil. Stop worrying yourself. I am not going to cut my pulse or something.