Angels With Filthy Souls R-18 (COMPLETED)

#6

My knees are still shaking after that encounter. My mind is still in haywire and I can't think of something straight. I harshly let go a sigh and punch the mattress. I badly need a distraction, a talk with Ishmael, perhaps. Napapikit ako nang mahigpit. Paano ko naman siya matatawagan, eh wala akong phone? I can't even sneak since it's too early.

I have been pre-occupied for these past few days and there is no one to blame but that Forsythe Pendleton. He walks like a king that can make anyone bow down after him. He brings with him a danger, an exciting and thrilling kind of danger. He's a storm, his stares are. Titig pa lang nakakapanira na ng ulirat para akong parating nasa ilalim ng kanyang mahika. Nakakalula at nakakahipnotismo. But I am not that weak to surrender easily to his charms and I am fully aware how weak I can be whenever I am with him but I am not bowing down to him. No one's raising a white flag here. Lana Bellamie is not losing.

"Fuck." Mahina ko pang usal sa sarili ko nang mapapiksi ako sa biglang pakatok sa aking pinto. The knocks are gentle but with pressure. Kung wala pang may kumatok at hindi ko pa mapapansin na kanina pa pala ako nakatulala at lunod na lunod sa isiping walng kakwenta-kwenta.

"Daddy," I call him as a recognition.

"Go with your mom." There's a finality with his voice not giving me the chance to refuse. I slowly nod my head while my lips are on the side. "Magbihis ka na at naghihintay na sila sa baba." Nagkatinginan pa kaming dalawa ni Daddy bago niya tuluyang tinahak ang hagdanan pababa.

The moment he's gone, my shoulders automatically fall. I miss my dad although we are seeing each other everyday, he still feels so far. Para hindi ko siya maabot. Ganoon ba talaga kapag bunso ka? The more you have older siblings, the lesser love you get. Para kasing naubusan na si Daddy ng love for me kaya naman inggit na inggit talaga ako pagnakakakita ng daughter-father na malayang nagbabatuhan ng jokes sa isa't-isa. Samantalang ako naman ay kulang na lang na magpaalam muna bago ko sabihin ang joke ko. That's absurd, I know and sad too.

We eat meals together but we barely talk and sometimes, that talk is not about asking how am I doing instead it's all about warning, don't do these and that. He makes me feel his follower and it's really sad that what I feel about him is mostly fear not love. Kaya siguro nagging secretive ako dahil sa part na 'yun. Sinusunod ko lang naman ang gusto nila to satisfy them and also to avoid questions.

I try to face a smile when I see Mommy on the garage. Nasa tabi niya si Daddy at kausap nila ang Ninong ko. Seeing them laughing together make me hesitate come near them. Kung hindi pa ako nakita ni Ninong ay baka hindi pa sila natigil sa pag-uusap. Huminga muna ako nang malalim bago napagpasyahang lumapit sakanila. Sabay na napalingon sina Mommy at Daddy. I love how the eyes of my parents glitter with happiness but that did not last long for Dad. Agad ding nawala ang kaniya nang magkatitigan kami.

"I think we should get going para hindi kami gabihin sa pag-uwi." Dad shifts his direction to him and nods his head. Humalik si Mommy sa cheeks ni Daddy lumapit din ako kay Daddy para humalik rin sa pisngi niya. After that hinatid niya kami sa sasaskyan, nauna niya akong pinagbuksan ng upuan sa backseat habang sa passenger's seat niya pinaupo si Mommy.

"Uncle," pagkuha ni Ninong sa atensyon ni Daddy. "We'll be back before dinner time." Saad pa niya bago naapatingin sa kaniyang orasang pambisig.

"Thanks for doing this favor, son. Kailingan na kailangan ko na kasing i-review and financial reports." Nakita ko pa ang pagtango niya ng buong pag-unawa.

Pumasok na siya sa loob ng sasakyan at inayos ang rearview mirror niya. I can see how his veins falter as he adjust the mirror and his shoulders flex with firm when he locks his seatbelt. "Auntie, your seatbelt, please." He reminds mom and she willing obliged his request.