A Marcos

Karma

Simon brought me to a very quiet place wherein it's a bit higher for us to see a greater view of Baguio. It's so cold out here but he's such a boy scout for bringing me a jacket. We both sat down there, staring at the skies enjoying the stars.
I can't feel my eyes because of how puffy it is from crying. So instead, I put some ice compress for relief--- Student Nurse Hacks. Lucky for me, Kuya Simon knows how to handle me if I have some episode if panic attack-- I mean he's just the only one who saw me having one.
"What about it now?" He asked.
I sigh, forcing myself to smile. "Oh its tragic."
I faced him, "and sure as hell you'll scold me for being so stupid."
"Hey, I'm your best kuya right. I'll always listen. No matter what." That made me comfortable.
I looked away and shared, sighing. "I broke up with Sandro for Vincent and now I found out that he was playing at me all throughout to change my parents minds of marrying one of you."
I look at him again. "They already changed their mind by the way," I look at away. "You're free now, you don't have to be obligated to marry me."
"That's too bad." He comments. "I always wanted to marry you."
I went back to him as he goes laughing all over. I slap his arms consistently.
"But I'm serious, I can always be your go to when it comes to that." He raise both if his brows.
"I know." I assured. "But I don't wanna ruin your future for me too. It's your rights."
"Eh-- I'm good at that and I'm down on that... especially for you." He said.
I face him. "you know how much I treasure you, Max."
"Sucks on how your brothers just badly want to hurt me." I chuckled, covering all the pain.
I sigh and took the courage to ask this question. I hid this for a long time. "Si."
He bothers to listen, "did I do something wrong?"
"is there something wrong on me?"
"hey, you stop." He scolds.
I look away, remembering and feeling everything. "I mean, that Samantha is right. Whatever happens," I face him teary. "I'll always just gonna be the adopted daughter of Irene Marcos Araneta and Greg Araneta."
"I badly have to beg you to marry me to be part of the clan." I wipe my tears.
I face him again. "Am I ugly? am I dumb? I admit I'm stupid but does it make me dumb? Can you tell me what's wrong with me?"
"Hey shush!" He said. He lift my chin up. "You are perfect." He cleared out.
"Fuck that Samantha." He let out. "I dont make patols with the girls but for her to make you question this shits? Uh, she won't gonna get pass on me."
Now, I started sobbing again. "Then why are they keep hurting me?"
"Because you're letting them in. You're letting them use you." He frankly spit.
"That's not the Maxine I know." He comforts.
"Now, I want you to let out everything then after that you should be okay. You have to be okay." He continued.
"That's the Maxine that I know. That's the Maxine that I love." I gasp and let out a very exploded scream, bursting out my emotions and feelings.
He joined me too. We both yelled with all our might knowingly that nobody was about to hear us.
After that, I rest my head in his shoulder so he did the same thing on me. "I'm still confused and it still hurts."
"It takes time, Max. Just give it a rest." He said.
Suddenly, His phone rung.
"What?"
"I'm with her"
"Now?"
"Can it move a bit?"
"why so sudden?"
"fine."
"Wait for us there.
He put his phone down, "We have to go back in Manila as soon as possible."
"Mom and Dad want to continue the charity and fam wants to introduce you publicly." he spilled.
I sigh. "Another one."
"Hey, I can tell them if you're still not ready." He said.
"No, I have to prove them--- I'm a Marcos and I'm an Araneta at the same time." I claimed.
"That's the spirit!" He cheered. "That's my Maxine."

We arrived home to see the both of them waiting on the living room. It still hurts but I don't want them to know that. I spot the worried face of Vincent who didn't stop from staring.
"Did you cry?" Sandro asks, looking at me.
"just had some panic attack." I responded on my hoarse voice.
"what happened to your voice?" he continued.
"Ask your brother." I walk away, both of them look at each other--confused.
"what happened to her voice simon? is she sick or something?" I heard Sandro didn't stop.
I sneak to see them chatter. Simon shook his shoulder. "You heard her, ask Vincent."
He went to Vincent, "What did you do to her?
"she told you?" Vincent went back to Simon.
Simon pout his lips and thought. "yeah."
"which was it exactly? Is she mad at me?" Vincent adds.
"light me up bro, I'm still here." Sandro inserts.
"That you guys went to a party and she chugs up lots of cold beers and partied." Simon explains. They both sigh.
"But.." He points to the two of them, "you guys sucks!" he then left, I chuckled in the action of Simon.
Damn.
I immediately went to my room when I heard his footsteps.
After I packed my bags, they were already waiting for me on the parking area. I ignore there existence and pull up the heavy bag with all my might without needing their help. Simon took some and they attempted as well but I shove them off.
"are you be the one to drive?" I asked Simon.
"It's my car so I'll be the one to drive." Vincent answered on his weak tone.
I opened the backseat door, "Si, We both sit at the back."
"Why are you being so bratty?" Sandro joins.
I went inside and completely ignore him. Simon gets to go in too. "You don't wanna extend another hours though." He state.
"Who the heck travels roadtrip at around 10 pm." Sandro made reklamos to hisself.
We all headed to the road, I'm not used to being silent but I tend to force myself to like it for the meantime---literally all the 45 minutes of traveling I didn't dare to open my mouth. Kuya Simon is used on this matter--- he barely speak most of the time. I secretly sights Sandro-- ofcourse busy with his phone, he never runs out of workloads. Then, I noticed Vincent who keeps on glancing at me in the rearview mirror.
"If we got his here, I'll definitely kill you twice." I told him.
We both caught each attention when Vincent hit the brake. "Okay, I'm really tired. I wanna rest." He made reklamos all over. "Plus, I had beers of ram earlier--- my head is so heavy."
I rolled my eyes and transferred my attention to the window. "I had so many things to do too." Sandro answered.
He looks at our back to sight Simon, "I can't see clearly at night, definitely me."
I look at them when they all gaze at me. "I can drive," I volunteered. "But you better make sure you all are ready to die on this day." they all look away.
"I think there's a motel there just 5 kilometers away." I conclude. I came closer and held on to the chair of Vincent to get near him. "at least you'll do the favor there noh? to give me rest." I let go.
He held me, "Will you forgive me on that case?" he pleads with this paawa eyes.
I slap his hands. "You wish."
Sandro and Simon just stared at us. "Hello. I'm here."
Then he looks at me. "So Vincent will be your next target, then who? Simon?" he scoffs.
That hits me.
"Sandro!" Vincent scold glaring at him.
"Will you stop?" Simon voiced.
"You really are full of shit." I say and went to get down the car.
"Max," they joint in to call me. "get back here!" but I kept walking.
"Maxine Celestine Marcos Araneta, you get back on this car right now!" Sandro yelled.
"ugh!" I shouted. "Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! I hope I didn't get close with you! I even wish I didn't met you!" I burst pointing to him and Vincent. "You really are brothers! Assholes!" I continued.
He sarcastically chuckled. "Oh," He looks at me and went to Vincent too, pointing at him. "You broke up with me for him and---what? it didn't work?" He applaud with a laugh. "Damn right, Maxine. Karma hits so fast."
"Sandro!" Simon let out.
He looks at Vincent, "did you know? she broke up with me for you?"
"You'll never gonna work anyway, Plus she likes me more than she likes you! I was here first." Vincent defends.
"You're both cruel you know--- keeps on fighting to a girl then goes wasting it." Simon answered.
"Hey-- she was the one who broke with me for his bunny. How fucking cringe that was!" Sandro fired.
I didn't mind them as the three of them argue and manages to started to walk away from them continuously until minimal voices is all I heard.
I spot the Motel--- I had to sleep though I can't feel my body connects to mine anymore. After all the sobs additionally with the alcohols, dude I'll pass out anytime soon.
I entered to this pinkish vintage vibe room with lots of paintings surrounding me and some fine art statues. A middle age lady greeted me in the counter. I smiled back at her and gave her the same treatment.
"Hi, Ma'am. How can may I help you?" She looks nice.
"Is there still available rooms?" I asked.
"Can you give me a second ma'am for me to double check?" she said.
"yeah sure." I replied.
just a sec, she came back. "I'm sorry ma'am but there's only one room available."
"Damn." I said to myself then I went back to her and smiled. "Uh-- can that room fit for four people?"
"Of course ma'am, it has a wide space but there's just one problem--- it only has one bed. Would you like to add some mattress and beddings ma'am?" she inquires.
"Yes please." I replied.
"that would 5,459 ma'am." she delivered. I handled her my card and goes swiping it for a payment.
She gave me the key just as the same thing that someone entered in the room, obviously --- it was them. "Room 7 ma'am, here's your key. And I hope you enjoy your stay!" she desiminated.
I sneered and received. "Thank you!"
"You got us all worried sick, lady." Sandro said.
"Please don't do that again, Max." Vincent adds.
I hang the keys on my fingers showing it to them and waited for a palm to catch it. "Room 7." I smiled and let go of the keys, Sandro was the one who caught it.
I then go straight between them and walk out rolling my eyes and letting them hear as I said. " Amateurs."