Fault
Halata ang dumaang gulat sa mukha niya, namimilog ang mga mata, ngunit nang mapagtanto kung sino ako, mabilis iyong napalitan ng galit.
I cursed and turned my back, shook my head, and immediately called my father. There is no way this is real! Siya ang nakuhang driver ni Tito Rommel?
I could almost hear the internal scream I did at the back of my mind as I could see myself punching the air and kneeling down on the floor dramatically. Kael, the motherfucker, is in our living room! Dito sa mismong Forbes Park na bahay namin! Hindi doon sa kabila!
I clicked FaceTime and called my father for an audio call since I don't wanna witness whatever hideous thing he is doin' right now with my mother.
Two rings, and he answered it. Naglalakad ako patungong gazebo, ni hindi na pinansin ang mga bumating katulong dahil sa bumungad sa akin sa loob ng bahay.
"Hmm—
"Dad! Sino itong nakuha ni Tito Rommel?" I asked frustratedly.
"Oh? Nagkita na kayo ni Mikael? He's your Tito Rommel's son..." he chuckled a little, like he already knew I would freak out.
Oh hell no... I just got goosebumps, and I feel like my soul left my body. I wanna scream dramatically, but even my mouth couldn't process what's on my mind right now.
What the hell? Mikael, the son of Tito Rommel, is none other than Kael?! I gasped unbelievably, my hand sliding from my head down to my nape as I glanced at the house unbelievably. I cannot believe this!
"No... This is not..." I couldn't even formulate the right words to explain how flabbergasted I am at the moment. "This is outrageous, Dad! You sent someone who's gonna kill me! He hates me, dad! And I won't stay in a fucking place with that motherfucker! Pull him out!"
Tumawa siya sa kabilang linya.
"What's going on? Is that Tyler?" I heard my mother's muffled and sleepy voice, probably disturbed by my dramatic noise.
I shut my eyes frustratedly and put my hand on the side of my waist. How did I let this slip in my mind? All this time, the one I am talking to is none other than the kid I got a beef with when I was a kid? Oh, bloody hell...
"Dad! I said pull him out!" I said in my thick accent impatiently.
"Alright, kid, calm down..." si Dad na hindi ko alam kung natatawa ba o nag-aalala habang nililingon si Mom na nagising ko.
"Yup. Your son is whining about Rommel's son. You know Mikael... his father isn't available to drive him to our property, so he sent his son to drive Tyler instead. But it seems like the two are still beefing with each other," he explained calmly to my mother.
I sighed heavily as I tried to analyze everything. Pakiramdam ko paglalamayan ako sa araw na 'to kung papayag akong makasama 'yan. Tumingin ako sa bahay at nakitang iritadong lumabas din si Kael, may tinatawagan at dire-diretso na sa malaki naming gate.
I shut my eyes and lifted my head like I would lose my mind right there and then. Si Kael ang anak ni Tito Rommel na tinatawag akong kupal? Si Kael ang nakakausap ko noon sa call? Si Kael... fuck! All this time I was messing around with Tito Rommel's son?! Oh hell no...
"Then let him find his own driver, and let's see if he can do it alone," si Mommy na mukhang tuturuan na naman ako ng leksyon.
"You heard your mom, kid? Now... why don't you find someone else to accompany you?"
I rolled my eyes and ended the call. I called Ron immediately since I also wanted to rant about this. Magugulat siya sa sasabihin ko for sure!
Tyler:
