Medical Batchelor Series 2: Promise of Love

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There are certain things you just shouldn't do; letting people back into your life after they have caused you nothing but grief, is one of them.

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Lexie

HABANG nasa daan kami, napaisip ako kung dapat bang malaman ni dad ang kalagayan ko. Would he believe me? Or just resent me even more? How about Jairus, kailangan bang pag daanan nila ulit ang nangyari kay Uncle Rick?

Naaamoy ko na ang sariwang hangin at ang simoy ng dagat. Kahit na marami na akong nakitang magagandang beaches sa LA. Iba pa din ang dagat dito sa Batangas.

Ilang minuto lang ang nakalipas, dumating na kami sa bahay. Typical ancestral house ang bahay ni daddy. Two-story ito na napapalibutan ng malawak na lupain, sa likod nito makikita ang malawak na karagatan.

Dito ako lumaki, nagkaisip, at nasaktan.

I emerged from the passenger seat, grabbed my bag, and made my way into the house. Ang kuwarto ko ang pinakamaliit sa lahat. Actually, pasalamat pa nga ako at itinira pa nila ang kuwarto na 'to sa akin. Noong umalis ako, ginawa nila tong guest room. Kaya nawala ang mga posters ng mga favorite boy band ko, although I had time to adjust to the fact that my father erased a piece of me, it still stung. The quotes from poems and my favorite books I'd written on the walls had been painted over with brilliantly white paint. Even the desk had been painted to cover all the phone numbers I wrote on it in permanent marker.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

When I'd come home two years ago, everything had been painted over. Hindi ko na tuloy maramdaman na anak pa niya ako. O, kung ano ba ang dapat kong maramdaman sa nakikita kong pag limot ng daddy ko sa akin.

It was as if he had deleted a piece of my past.

Lumapit ako sa table ko at binuksan ang top drawer nito. Nakita kong andun ang mga litrato ng kabataan ko, but closed it again, not yet wanting to go down memory lane. Inilapag ko ang bag ko malapit sa kama at hinatak ang pinto pasara ng mapansin kong nakabukas ang pinto ng kuwarto ni Noah.

Si Noah ang bunga ng kataksilan ni daddy, and had ultimately caused their divorce. He's now twenty-five and currently traveled for his job. At least, dad's infidelity brought me a brother. He was a photographer, not only was he is talented with a lens, but he also went from place to place and lived as a nomad. He never stayed in the same place longer than a few months. Three years after, nasundan si Noah. They named her Naomi. Ga-graduate na siya ngayong taon sa College. She was smart, sassy, and gorgeous. At her age, she had more grace and style than most women had in a lifetime. Of course, her mother, Lana was a model, which probably contributed to her fashion sense. Gusto niyang nasa debut party niya ako and I promised her that I wouldn't miss it.

I walked past Noah's bedroom and the door was partially open. The fact that Noah spent more of his time out of the house – isa siyang photographer at tinanggap niya ang scholarship na in-offer sa kanya ng Tito niya.

Di tulad ng kuwarto ko, Noah's bedroom had become a shrine.

Covering the walls were photos he'd taken, photos of him taking photos, and copies of the awards he'd won in the last few years. Lahat ng iyon naka-framed at nakasabit. I bet this was all daddy's idea. I stared at the walls, knowing how much Noah would hate it. Sasabihin lang niya na, huwag siyang masyadong purihin at ilagay sa pedestal dahil marami pa siyang dapat matutunan.

Matagal-tagal na din since Noah didn't come home.

I stepped out of the room, vaguely aware that it smelled like Noah.

Isinara ko ang pintuan nito at ipinangako sa sarili ko na hindi na muli pang bubuksan.

I hate daddy.

I hate him for loving him more than me.

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How did you like guys in this chapter? Maiksi lang ito just to emphasized how hurt Lexie was.

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