The Sexy Bitch and The Heartthrob

Part 4

Nagtataka siguro kayo kung ba't ako ganito.

Kung ba't napakasama ko.

Want to know the hist'ry?

* flashback *

"Pa! Tara! Doon tayo sa swing!"

We were on the playground, playing. Obvious naman diba?

Papa carried me and let me sat on the swing.

He pushed the swing so hard that I could be thrown in a far, far place anytime.

I was enjoying.... We were enjoying...

"The Man Who Can't Be Moved" by The Script suddenly played.

T'was my father's ring tone.

"Going back to the corner where I first saw you,

Gonna camp on my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move... "

"Hello?" Papa said while holding his phone, sticking it with his right ear.

I tried to listen but all I could hear was Papa's responses.

"What?!" His brows curled. He suddenly ended his call.

"LM, enter the car, NOW." he said with a threating voice. I could sense that there was something wrong.

I just obeyed him without knowing what was going on.

He drove the car.... Kaysa naman ako, diba?

Waiiiiit. I know this way.

It's the way to.... The Hospital....

It bothered me. I didn't even know what was going on.

'Til we arrived at the hospital, I didn't mind to speak.

We got to the ICU.

ICU... Where the critical patients stay....

And die....

I was so nervous.

I saw Ate LC and Tita Jean in the watchers' area, crying.

W--wait. Where's Mom?!

I tried to peek on the ICU's door. It's a li'l bit transparent, anyway.

Then I saw my Mom, lying on a bed, taking very hard risks...

I suddenly felt a heartache...

I could see her being uneasy... What happened to her?!

I pushed the door. I couldn't open it. I tried to pull the door, but it stayed closed.

All I did was to sit beside the two women, crying.

I asked them, "Ate? Bakit? Anong nangyari kay Mama?"

Eventually, my tears fell down my cheeks.

I felt so curious... Of what happened to my Mom.

"We know, yo--you won't believe u--us."

She stammered while sobbing.

I looked at them seriously with my teary eyes...

I placed my palms on Ate's shoulders and I hysterically shaked her,

"What happened to her?!"

I didn't even care that time of who and what surround me.

I just care about the condition of my mom, about what happened to her..

She stared at me hopelessly while my Tita just kept on sobbing.

"Tita Celine and Mom were best friends, right?"