Twisted Story of My Life

Chapter Fifteen

I might have slept for a long time. I feel my eyes are heavy and my head is severely aching. Aching maybe because of too much sleep or because of too much thinking. Or is my brain refusing the thought that all of these crazy things actually happened?

I willed to lift myself up and try to look at what the world still has to offer to me. I was surprised to see Zeke sitting at the edge of my bed. He must have also cried. He looked tired and miserable. I feel my heart beating so strongly almost wanting to come out of me. I felt the anger rise above me.

"Who let you in my room?!" I asked in a high tone.

"I talked to your parents," He said looking at me intently but quite sadly.

"Leave!" I shouted. I started crying again.

"Please, love. Give me five minutes to explain. Will you?" He pleaded as he ducked to avoid a pillow I forcefully threw at him.

"I fucking hate you! Leave!!!" I shouted. I do not know where I am getting this strength because I told you my body is too weak. Maybe it is adrenaline. I hate this guy. I hate Zeke!

"When you are ready, babe. Listen to me. I know it must have hurt to see me in that..." I threw another pillow at him this time hitting him on the face. He shrugged his shoulders as if admitting defeat and then he left. He looked at me again just before he closed the door.

After a few minutes my mom entered my room.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Mom asked caressing my arm.

I shook my head. "Please ask the driver to bring me to Makati in an hour," I said instead.

She nodded and kissed me on the cheek. My ever understanding mommy.

I hurriedly showered and packed.

The whole trip I was spacing out. I tried to sleep but I just can't. To make it worse, tears involuntarily fall down my cheeks. The driver would constantly look at me through the rear view mirror. I try to fake smile but I know he knows that I am not fine after all so I did not bother to pretend anymore.

You see my life is such a mess. My parents did not want me to go to the city afraid that I would get hurt there not knowing that the fucking man who would hurt me was already a part of my life all along.

As soon as I got in the condominium, I went to Alyssa's room. Good thing she is here.

"What happened to you?" She asked immediately giving me a hug as soon as she saw how wrecked I am.

I hugged her tightly and continued crying.

After a few minutes of cyring and her just looking at me trying to figure out maybe what to tell me, I gathered the courage to speak. I told her what happened on that Valentine's day. How my sweet surprise turned out to be more surprising for me. I was sobbing the whole time. No, not really sobbing. I guess I was wailing. I do not know how Alyssa was even able to understand a word a said. I guess when you have been best friends ever since, that is easy.

"Oh my gosh! Were they drunk or drugged or something? I don't know, Alex. I'm sorry. I just thought that asshole could not do such a stupid thing to you. I honestly thought he loves you so much. He seemed so in love with you all over again," Alyssa said kissing the top of my head.

"Not that I have seen the act but they were sleeping beside each other. With that messy morning after looks; what could have they done?!" I shouted.

"I love you, Alex. I don't want you going thru this. Even worse this time since there is third party. Calm down. You want to go out? Do you want to do something?" Alyssa said and asked in a tone that showed truthful concern.

I tried to fight back the tears but I just wouldn't win. I fucking hate myself for readily believing that love is sweeter the second time around.

I shook my head, "I will go to my room first. Thanks, Alyssa," I said and headed to my room. I was almost dragging my feet, one after the other, to get to my room. I was too weak.

I changed to comfortable clothes and went to my bed. I thought it was a good idea to have time alone to rest and hopefully to unthink. But my room is like hell burning me up alive. Every corner of it has a memory of Zeke. I could almost see him lying lazily on the couch watching TV. I could see him standing on the corner of my bed undressing. I could almost smell his scent even if all my sheets are freshly changed. I could almost feel him lying beside me tugging the pillow I am now hugging tightly. I could almost feel his breathe at the back of my ear as he used to whisper sweet nothings. Then pops the face of that bitch Kara with messy hair and tired eyes sleeping on Zeke's bed. Any moment now I know I would burst. If only I collected the tears that fell down from these stupid eyes of mine maybe I could have filled an Olympic size pool.

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The next day I went in the office only to file my immediate irrevocable resignation. I instantly knew that I made the right decision. For there on my desk lies dozens of roses of different colors- red, white, yellow, blue, and pink. I did not bother to look at them. I collected my stuff silently putting them in a box.

"What happened to you?" Dustin asked sounding concerned.

I shrugged and said, "I need time for myself."

"LQ?" He asked looking at the unmoved roses.

I fake smiled and said loudly so that all of them would hear, "I will keep in touch. Thanks everyone!"

And with that I was gone.