I Can't Make You Love Me

Chapter VIII - 2nd Degree

I turned right as soon as I saw the stoplight turned green. Mas binilisan ko pa ang takbo ko. I gripped tightly. Very tight. 

The road is all clear since it's already passed midnight. The road is very peaceful. All you could hear is the sound from my motor. I looked at my side mirror. He was still there. Trying to keep on track. I can see through his eyes that he is really exhausted. I smiled bitterly.

For the first time, I hated the wind for it whispers things to me. Things that bothers me. Sounds that I want to forget. Words that stabs me.

"Best, I'm sorry."

I shook my head with the thought. Sorry? Yeah. Right. 

"I need space."

What kind of space do you even need? Some hectares so I won't disturb your Flirtationship?

"you needed some time on your own"

Wow. I never thought that I needed sometime on my own. But now that you've mention it, I may need it now. 

"Babe, It's not what you think." 

Not what I think? As far as I can remember, my brain still functions quite well. 

"No. I'm sorry."

"Ahhh!" I screamed loudly, though I'm not sure if they can hear me through my helmet. It happened very fast. Tumalsik ako sa motor ko at gumulong gulong ako sa kalsada. When I finally stopped rolling, I tried to feel my body. But I really can't feel anything. 

I tried to remove my helmet for it's very suffocating. I successfully removed it. I checked my face and my head for damages, and thank God there was none. But I was taken back when I caressed my cheek. 

It’s wet.

I was crying. 

Dammit.

"Aphrodite!" Kuya Dion screamed as he grabbed me by the arm. "Sht! Are you okay?! Dammit, Bunso! Speak up!" I can really see that he was in a panic. Kung may lakas lang ako, baka tinawanan ko na siya. 

"I'm fine, Kuya." And I tried to smile. Seriously, I'm fine, maybe I'm just tired. Yeah. Just tired. 

Kuya Dion called the house and told them what happened. And as if a minute, our car arrived. Kuya Hermes was driving it. 

"Put her inside the car. Now!" Uh -oh. Now this is trouble. Kuya Hermes is all damn serious that he had shouted at kuya Dion who was nervously getting me in the car. All hail the eldest. 

"Bunso, ayos ka lang ba talaga? Ang kulit mo naman kasi eh! We were riding our bikes for hours. Sabi ko tigil na." Kuya Dion said while brushing my brown hair. My kuya is concerned. I flush. Was it my fault that when I'm riding my bike, I feel peace and calm? It's so soothing that somehow, I can forget my problems... even for awhile. 

“Kuya. I told you I’m fine. I’m not a weakling, ‘kay?” I said trying to sound very reassuring.

“We will talk as soon as we arrive home, Aphrodite.” Oh. I Almost forgot that kuya Hermes was here.         

No matter how hard I tried to stop them, we still arrived the hospital with my Kuya Hermes’ full authority. He can be really bossy, at times.

The doctor immediately checked me, not sure if I’m in a matter of life and death situation, or he was afraid of Kuya Hermes’ piercing glare. I felt sorry for him.