Her Fate

FATE 7

Fate 7

Crossroads

Harris

My heart won't stop beating furiously. I just didn't know what to do right now.

I know it's all my fault kung bakit nangyayari to.

"Diyos miyo Harrison! Pano na lang kung may mangyaring masama sa kapatid mo?!" Lola shouted in panic. She's pacing back and forth in front of me.

Nandito kaming lahat sa sala. Dad's here too. Trying to be okay. Mom's calling every friend of Jacy whom she hoped na nakakita sa kapatid ko.

I couldn't think clearly. My hands are trembling. My heart's pounding.

Where did you go Jacy?

"Wala rin siya kina Bea. Oh my God Eduardo! Nasaan na kaya ang anak natin?! She's still ill for fucking sake!"

"Harrison, alam mo ba kung bakit naglayas ang kapatid mo?" Dad said. His voice was firm. Alam kong kinakabahan rin siya but he's trying to hide it. For Mom's sake. And Lola's too.

Dapat ko bang sabihin? Dapat ko bang ipagtapat na Dad, umalis si Jacy dahil ipinagtapat ko ang pagmamahal ko sa kanya. Dapat ba?

My head says yes, but my heart is entirely against it.

Hindi mo na muling masisilayan si Jacy kapag sinabi mo ang totoo.

Bago pa ko pangunahan ng utak ko at ipagtapat ang totoo, I grabbed my car keys and hurriedly went out of the house.

I heard Dad called me but I chose to ignore it.

"Ibabalik kita dito Jacy." I muttered.

I'll surely will.

Tatlong oras ko nang nililibot ang buong San Lorenzo pero walang anino ni Jacy sa paligid.

Kumakalam na ang sikmura ko pero hindi ko ininda ang gutom. Mahanap ko lang ang kapatid ko.

Kapatid.

God knows how much I loathe that word.

I wish Jacy and I are not siblings.

Hinding-hindi mangyayari to.

I checked the clock and it's already 11:32 am.

Did she had breakfast already? What about her meds? Natatakot akong isipin na baka inaatake na naman siya ng migraine niya.

Who would help her?! Who would take care of her?!

Mababaliw ako sa kaiisip kung napano na ba siya.

I can't even contact her. Iniwan niya ang phone niya sa bahay. Her clothes are gone too.

The heat outside was painful. Uhaw na uhaw na ko. Buti na lang may tumbler na may lamang tubig sa backseat.

Kay Jacy siguro to. As I was about to hand it, I saw a white paper sa sahig ng kotse ko.

I immediately grabbed it and opened it.

Halos mamatay ako sa sakit habang binabasa ko ang sulat.

Jacy's penmanship scribbled on the white sheet.

Kuya,

I know this is too much. Alam kong sa oras na mabasa mo to, hinahanap niyo na ko.