Beyond the Limit (Isla Paraiso Series 1)

CHAPTER 1

I heaved a deep breath and massaged my temple as I watch my phone rang and my Mom's messages bombarded my notifications. I sipped my coffee while looking at it.

Kagabi pa iyong mga messages niya na hindi ko na nakita pa because… oh well.

Ipinilig ko ang ulo ko. Don't think about what happened, Myst.

Huminga muli ako ng malalim bago kinuha ang phone kong naka patong sa lamesa at ni-reply-an ang huling message niya.

Me:
I won't be going home for the meantime, Mom.

Pinatay ko na ang phone ko at ibinalik iyon sa lamesa. I slowly rose from where I was sitting and I was immediately greeted by Simon’s annoying smirk. I rolled my eyes at him.

“Wow, so nice of you to treat me this way, Ma'am.” He said sarcastically.

Hindi ko siya pinansin at nagpatuloy lang sa paglalakad hanggang sa makarating ako sa balcony ng unit niya. I am just wearing a white robe, nothing underneath it.

While I was watching the busy street below I can't help but to heave a breath. Inilagay ko ang mga palad ko sa hamba ng balcony at pinagpatuloy ang pagmamasid sa baba.

I can still feel the soreness in between my thighs but I am setting that aside. There's no time for me to think about what happened. Because there's actually nothing to think about. That was just a simple one night stand.

Napalingon ako sa gilid ko ng maramdam ang malamig na bagay na tumama roon. I glared at Simon but he just shoved my phone on my face. I glared at him more.

“Fucking asshole.” I spat, but the asshole that he is, just smirk at me.

“Answer it.” He said shrugging his should.

Inirapan ko siya at tiningnan ang caller i.d, napabuga ako ng marahas ng hininga ng makita kung sino iyon. Then, I heard Simon's laughter from my behind.

“Hello, Mom?” I said as I answered her call.

“Oh, gracious goodness, finally!” She exclaimed on the other line. “Where are you, Mystique? Huh? What do you mean you're not going home? Have you gone insane?!” Sunod-sunod niyang tanong na wala akong ibang nagawa kung hindi ang masahiin ang noo ko.

“Mom–”

She cut me off, “Don’t Mom-Mom me, Mystique! I want you home! Come home before I drag your ass her! I don't care where you are, I will know it so don't you escape from me!”

“You know that–”

“I know very well the reason why you want away from our home, but, goodness! Kailan ka pa natuto na takbuhan ang problema, Mystique?! Hindi ba at paulit-ulit naming bilin sa inyo na kung may problema kayo, aayusin natin iyan, anak…” she heaved a breath. “Walang maaayos na problema kung patuloy ka lang tatakbo, Mystique…”

Eh, paano? Paano'ng hindi muna ako lalayo kung alam kong mauuwi lang sa sagutan ang lahat?

I want to be calm as much as possible if ever man na magkausap ulit kami ni Martin. I don't want both of us shouting endlessly kapag nagkaharap kami.

Kilala ko ang kapatid ko. Matigas ang ulo no'n, hindi makikinig sa kahit ano'ng paliwanag ko. This is one of his toxic traits that I really hate. Naiintindihan ko kung saan siya nanggagaling pero sana naman maintindihan niya rin ang point ko. Hindi iyong puro yung side niya lang ang dapat intindihin.

Masyado'ng makitid ang utak no'n.

“Hindi muna ako uuwi, My. I'm sorry. You know how Martin’s mind works. I want to be away from him first. Baka magkasagutan na naman kami kapag pinilit ko pang makausap siya.”