Vlog With My Obssessed Ex

Prologue.

"You promised me! I heard it clear when you said you wouldn't leave me," he hissed.

"And when was that promise? A year before I actually said I wanted to live abroad? Zion, nag iisip ka ba? I told you a couple of times that living abroad is what will make me happy!" I butted in.

"And you decided by yourself? Without actually considering my opinion... kasi ikaw lang ang pwedeng  gumawa ng desisyon sa relasyong ito, ganun ba?

"Gosh, can't this wait? I literally just landed from a long flight. What the hell? Can't you see I'm exhausted?" bulong ko sa kanya, natatakot na marinig ng mga tao sa paligid na siyang pwedeng pagsimulan ng chismis.

My flight was already exhausting. Mabilis akong mahilo at masuka kapag sumasakay sa bus, barko, at lalo na sa eroplano. And the fact that I have to smile and accommodate people is really tiring when I feel like I would just fall down due to dizziness.

I'm not mad though. After all, I owe them everything I have. Kaya lang minsan, I feel like I need to have privacy and in times like this, parang pinagkakait sa akin 'yun.

"Let's go home then. Let's talk about it after you rest," Zion urged while he tried to grab my things.

I grabbed the bag away from him. Natigilan siya, pero hindi nawala sa mga mata niya ang determinasyong makipag-usap sa akin.

"No. Let's schedule it nalang. Pwede, namang-"

"Hindi na pwedeng next week! Kailangan mapag-usapan na natin 'to ngayon, Zy!"

Zion tried to drag me out of the crowd. Malaki siya masyado kaya ang hirap kumawala agad. Kapansin pansin ang tinginan ng mga tao sa paligid. Some were even holding their phones, taking videos of us!

I snatched my arm back, and forcefully stopped walking. He was aiming for my arm once again yet I stopped him.

"Why do we have to talk about it now, Zion? It's been four years! If you haven't moved on, then please spare me. You're making a scene."

"There's no fucking way I would move on, Zy! Tangina pagkatapos mo akong iwan ng walang paalam, do you think I'd still let you out of my sight? No way! We will go to my condo, talk, and fix whatever that happened in our past!"

"And here you are, thinking you can still control me? Well, damn you! Wala kang karapatan, kaya kung ayaw mong mas mapahiya dito, leave me alone and let me rest!"

I left him in the middle of the crowd, I heard him calling me, yet I was too focused on escaping from the drama we'd made, and since there was too much crowd, and my security were protecting me, I exited and went inside my car successfully.

After 3 hours of driving, dahan dahan akong naglakad patungo sa condo ko. It's been four years since I left it. Sa tulong ng mga kasambahay ko, nakita kong malinis at hindi nagalaw ang magamit sa loob nito.

Pareho pa rin ang kulay, puti at itim. Puti sa mga dingding at kisame, itim sa mga kagamitan at papag. When every little thing inside has not changed a bit, sa akin marami ng nagbago.

I ate the food I bought at a drive-thru and opened the TV since I expected that the incident at the airport would be quickly televised, and I think that it's not just because I'm famous, but because it was really scandalous enough for them to notice.

Sino ba naman ang bigla-biglang sisigaw sa airport ng napakalakas para lang magtawag ng “ex” at masumamo sa gitna ng napakaraming tao? It's been four years! I know matagal ang pinag-samahan namin ngunit ang maging bayolente siya agad-agad ay talaga namang hindi kapani-paniwala. What does he need? And why can't he wait for at least a day before going to me and asking me to have a “talk” with him?

“Isang lalaki ang bigla hinimatay matapos maghamok sa airport at mag-sisigaw nang dumating ang sikat na influencer na si Zyanna Soulyhert…”

What the hell?

“...Ang lalaki diumano ay ang kanyang dating kasintahan na hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin maka-move on sa sikat na influencer. Agad namang dinaluhan ang lalaki ng mga medic at dinala sa kalapit na hospital... Sa ngayon ay wala pang binibigay na statement ang panig ng sikat na vlogger na kauuwi pa lang mahigit isang oras matapos ang insidente.”

Pagkatapos kong marinig ang balitang ‘yon ay dali-dali akong uminom ng tubig at dahan-dahang huminga. Sa nag u-unahang pintig ng puso ko ay kailangan ko pang paypayan ang sarili just to relax and think right.

I heard from my acquaintance that he has been struggling with his emotions ever since that happened, but I didn't know it would be as bad as this.

Nasanay akong malakas siya kaya hindi ko naisip na darating ang panahon na makikita ko siya na mahina at nagmamakaawa. What the hell happened to you, Zion?

My phone rang and I answered it immediately. Alam kong tatawagan ako ng manager ko due to the issue.

“Hello?” kabado kong sagot. I suddenly noticed the unregistered number upon answering. Kung sa normal na araw ay napagalitan na ako ng manager ko dahil sobrang delikado ang tumanggap ng tawag ng hindi ko kilala lalo na't sikat ako. Pero sa narinig kong boses, agad akong nawalan ng lakas na ibaba ang tawag at natulala.

“Zy... I'm very sorry but I need you here at the hospital. Nagwawala si Zion. He... couldn't breathe but he keeps on screaming your name… baka raw umalis ka uli… I don't know what to do anymore. Please...” aniya habang umiiyak. Isa sa mga bagay na ang hirap paniwalaan. Hindi siya umiiyak. Hindi pa siya umiiyak ng ganito.

Pumikit ako ng mariin. “Which hospital?”

“Dito sa tapat ng airport...” Agad niyang ibinigay sa akin ang address. “He’s trying to remove his IV cannula and they couldn't sedate him yet because he's using all his force to avoid them. Please nagmamakaawa ako. Pumunta ka rito...”

Ate Ria never calls. She never called me when Zion and I were together before, not even when we broke up. Ngayon lang. After four years of being abroad, ngayon lang ako kinabahan ng ganito.

"What happened to you, Zion?"