Waves of Healing (Mikhaiah)

Chapter 46

Chapter 46: A Wound That Won’t Heal

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Miley’s POV

The moment Ava drove away, a cold emptiness settled in my chest. Her words echoed in my mind—*Don't you dare defend him, Miley. Don't you dare stand there and tell me he’s innocent!* The pain in her voice was unbearable, and the worst part was that I couldn’t fix it. I couldn’t make her understand.

Nag maneho ako pauwi, halos hindi ko na makita ang daan dahil puno ng luha ang mga mata ko. Nang makarating ako sa bahay ko,  everything came crashing down on me. The lies, the guilt, the loss of Ava—it was all too much.

I looked around the room, anger bubbling up inside me. Ava thought I was defending my father, but she didn’t know the whole story. She didn’t know the things. In a fit of rage, I started throwing everything I could get my hands on. Picture frames shattered against the walls, books scattered across the floor, and my coffee table flipped over with a loud crash.

"bullshit, Miley. Bullshit!" I screamed, kicking the chair across the room. My breath came in ragged gasps, and my chest felt like it was caving in. I collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down my face as I sobbed uncontrollably.

Mahal na mahal ko siya, paano nangyari 'to? Ang gusto ko lang naman ay protektahan siya, but now she hated me.

I stayed there for what felt like hours, curled up on the cold floor, crying until there were no more tears left to cry. When I finally dragged myself to my room, I grabbed a bottle of whiskey from my drawer and drank until the world blurred and the pain dulled just a little.

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Kinaumagahan pag dilat ko ng mata ko agad na bumati sa paningin ko ang gulo na ginawa ko kagabi; mga picture frames na basag, mga vases, at mga trophies ko sa surfing, it was a perfect reflection of the storm inside me. Masakit amg ulo ko dahil sa may hang over ako.

I sighed, running my hands through my red hair. "Anong ginawa ko?" I muttered under my breath, looking at the destruction around me.

I grabbed my phone and, with shaky fingers, dialed my secretary. “Liza.... handle the company for now. I need some time.” My voice was hoarse from the night before, but I didn’t care.

Matapos kong tawagan si Liza, agad akong tumayo at pumunta sa kusina at dumiretso sa fridge ko, umaasa na may beer pang natitira ron. *Of course wala na*, I thought bitterly when I found it empty. I slammed the fridge door shut and, without thinking, decided to head to the beach. It didn’t matter that it was still early. I needed more alcohol. Anything to numb the pain.

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Ilang oras na ang nakalipas pero nandito pa rin ako sa bar, umiinom mula umaga hanggang hapon. Pumunta naman ako sa beach habang may hawak-hawak na isang bote ng beer. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore used to calm me, but now it just reminded me of everything I’d lost. As the sun dipped below the horizon. The sand was cold beneath my feet, but I barely noticed.

I walked to the water’s edge and screamed. "Ava!" I cried out, my voice breaking. "I love you, please!" Tears streamed down my face, mixing with the salty sea breeze. "Bakit ganito?!" I screamed again, throwing the empty beer bottle into the ocean.