Chapter 16
Helplessly
The news spreads like wildfire. As I see my brother striding toward me, eyes focus on me, searching and analyzing my mess up face, my cheeks trembled and my eyes burned. My knees wanted to stand up, so I. My sight watered when I saw him, without giving the authority a damn about their words and whines. My brother cups my cheeks as he hurriedly be with me. "Are you alright, Lana?" he uttered, thick brows meeting in worries. To the depths of the eyes he's giving, my mouth trembled. I nodded, rubbing my lips together. Kaagad kong binaon ang aking mukha sa kanyang dibdib. I covered myself with my brother's body, away from the people' judgments and complains. I wrap my arms around his waist and break...just like this. The familiarity of his scent makes me calm my heart that hurts so bad. "Let me talk to them and we're going home," ani kuya. He slowly pulled me away from him.
I don't even know why he's here in NY. But I'm glad he's here to cover me up. Umupo muli ako sa bench kung saan ako pinapwesto ng mga pulis pagkatapos nila akong ilabas sa cell. I don't even understand their words to me. They told me I will spend the night in the precinct because I was drunk and such and I don't know anymore. Their words stumbled upon inside my head and these are meaningless letters for my brain to accept. I guess, even I am sober enough to understand everything, I won't believe everything right now. For me, skinning Ylena is the best thing to do. I won't ever appreciate her as a human being living in this unearthly world to criticize my two friends just like that. I am so fucking done with her. She's so ugly inside, and yes, I am judging her, because why not?
"Lana, I am so, so, sorry..." ani ng isang pamilyar na boses.
Tumingala ako at nakita ko sina Fel at Davina, magkahawak ang kamay. "It is my fault," ani Davina. Fel gives me an apologetic gaze. She covered her palms on my hand, settled on my lap.
Ngumiti ako ng maliit. "It's fine. You need to rest. My brother's here for me. Don't worry na," ani ko. "Shoo! It is 2 am, girls! Go home and get drunk again!" I kid. "Come on," I groaned. I'd be better..." I rested my palm on my chest. "My heart will be better."
"Lana," Fel uttered, "thank you. Text us your address we'll visit you in the afternoon. We'll be there with your pizza and beer. Is that alright?"
"Yeah, and thank you," I laughed, "so much. Pizzaaa will make my heart better..." I joked again.
The two gave me a bear-hug before turning their backs to me. They stayed with me all night beside the cell until I decided to call someone, I mean they did the honor to call someone to help me. I don't know how they manage to call my brother who is apparently in New York for some business, I supposed. I thought is a wildfire that spread like shits.
Napabutong hininga ako at tinignan ang aking palad. I saw my forearms have few scratches from the devil. I ignored it and looked at my brother who is silently reading papers, analyzing everything. He's a darn lawyer and a businessman, of course, he'll examine every words like precious thing. His girlfriend is sooo, soo lucky. She has my brother. What would you wish for? Nothing, wala na. I wish I could...shit.
Lilipad na sana ang tingin ko sa aking palad nang mapansin ang tao sa labas ng presinto. He is leaning on the door, arms crossed, and gazing me wholly. My lips parted when I looked at his eyes, agony and sadness took over his gorgeous face. He is a mess like me. Like the whole disgusting world is on his broad shoulders. I breathed a sigh. He won't even be here inside, because damn me, I pushed him away. I remember, I don't want him here, but he fucking stays. He looked so worn out because of me. How could he stay after everything?
Inalisan ko siya ng tingin nang dumating na muli ang kapatid ko sa aking tabi. My brother offered his hand. "Please call mother. I received a phone call from my client. I apologize I won't be the one to drive you home, Lana. Vaughn will." He told me, referring to man outside the precinct beside a luxurious SUV. "Is that alright?" He looked at me, cupping my cheek.
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