Chapter 34

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André

"I'm not a fucking prisoner! Let me out of my goddamn room!" I shouted on top of my lungs, banging on the wooden door infront of me.


It has been few hours since the old man decided to lock me up in my room inside the villa where our family used to stay everytime we visited the Philippines. Nandito pa rin lahat ng mga collection ko ng figurines at vintage display cars. But, my bed here was too small for me now. My six foot-inch self wouldn't fit the poor bed.


"Jesus Christ!" I slammed the door again for the nth time.


Sobrang maga na ng mga kamay ko, but I had to keep trying. Hindi ako pwedeng ma-lock dito. I had to see Charles and run away with her. Hindi ako papayag na masunod ang gusto ng matandang 'yon.


Taking my phone from my pocket, I saw that my battery was already crying for help. "Fuck!" One percent nalang. I needed to think smart. Sino ang pwede kong tawagan na siguradong matutulungan ako?


I scrolled through my contacts. I was sure that my friends would help. But, hindi pa nila nakikita si dad. They wouldn't know how to deal with him.


Just then, a message from an unexpected person popped on my screen.


From B0:

Tyler's family is pressing charges against you

They found more evidence leading to you

You need to find a good lawyer now


Oh, fuck me! Akala ko ba tapos na sila sa kasong ito? And still, they're putting the blame on me? I can't deal with this right now.


In the middle of my ranting and anger, my phone suddenly went black. Naubos na ang battery nito. "Fuck!" I tossed my phone away as I sat on the carpeted floor.


How will I contact anyone now? Paano ko pa makikita si Charles?


My eyes found the open window next to my bed. This was the only option I had. If I was lucky enough, mabubuhay pa rin naman ako kahit na tumalon ako mula dito sa third floor ng villa. Yeah, I'll do it.


Tumayo ako mula sa sahig at naghanap ng mga damit na pwede kong gamiting lubid. Effective naman ito sa movies. Pretty sure it would work if I tied them tight enough, right?


I rummaged through my old clothes from the wardrobe. Most of them were green polo shirts that mom used to buy for me.


Each of us brothers had an assigned color. Izo's was blue, Chain's was red, mine was green, Hive's was orange, Leif's was purple, and Geno's was yellow. Yeah, we used to be a walking rainbow.


I laughed at that thought. Suddenly, I missed the old times... when mom was still alive and all of us brothers were still close enough that we'd probably die saving each other.


Just then, may narinig akong kaguluhan sa labas ng kwarto. I was going to ignore it, but my door suddenly got unlocked, revealing my older brother in a black turtleneck and pants.


I raised a brow at him. "Pinadala ka ba dito ng matandang 'yon para i-check kung buhay pa ako? Well, bad news for you, mon fréro, buhay na buhay pa ako."


"Do you know why he locked you in here?" he asked in monotone.


"Because he's evil," I simply answered.


"No, because you're reckless and stupid," he answered without hesitation.


I huffed a breath. "Oh, fuck me! Thanks for visiting me here in jail, my dear brother."


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