EZH #4: Caspian Hernandez [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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I felt the familiar twist in my stomach that made me almost double over in pain. I've been feeling this since this early morning. Iyong para bang may hangin sa loob ng sikmura ko na gusto kong ilabas pero hindi ko alam kung paano. It was as if I could almost taste the acid in my mouth, the sensation made me want to throw up the nothing that I consumed last night.

"I suggest you eat what I bought for you, Quinnzelle." Iñigo said, pissed off at what I was doing to myself. Napilitan ako na tawagan si Iñigo kasi sobra sama na ng pakiramdam ko kanina.

I was woken up by an extreme pain in my stomach, it felt like it was squeezing the hell out of itself. What was more weird about it was I could feel the squeeze from inside my organ, not from around it and that made me fucking scared.

Ibinalik ko ang tingin sa pagkain na nakahain sa harap ko. It was a set of a complete breakfast meal; protein, carbo, fats and all.

It sickens me.

No matter how appetizing the food was. The visual didn't help. I don't want to eat.

I refused to.

Inabot ko ang baso ng malamig na tubig na nakapatong sa mesa. The glass of water was the only thing on the table that I let be near me. Lahat ng pagkain ay nasa gitnang part ng lamesa. The mere thought of food near me made me sick even more.

"Quinnzelle." Iñigo said, more stern than earlier. He openly glared at me. I glared back, showing him that I wasn't gonna go back down. He scowled at me. "That's it. I'm taking you to the hospital."

Tumayo si Iñigo. Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa gulat.

"No!" Sigaw ko kay Iñigo. "Not the hospital!"

"Yes!" Sigaw ni Iñigo pabalik. He frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair. "Haven't you realized it yet? Your stomach is eating itself in you!"

I flinched at the sound of Iñigo's shouting. Nagbaba ako ng tingin sa mesa, continuing the motion of fiddling with my fingers.

"You didn't know that." I mumbled. "You're a businessman, not a doctor."

I didn't think he'd hear what I said because, apparently, he did.

"Quinnzelle Arellano Zobel!" Iñigo loudly spewed my name out of his mouth with controlled anger and frustration. Hinampas niya pa iyong kamay niya sa mesa ko for emphasis. I was not looking up at Iñigo but I knew he was heaving, the sound of his heavy breathes was very much evident in the quietness of my unit. "I may not be a doctor but I'm sure you need medical attention, Quinn. I know you don't want to be in one but please, listen to me just this once. I'm your friend and I'm so fucking worried about you now. Hindi ako patatahimikin ng konsensya ko if ever may mangyari sa 'yo na masama knowing that I could've done something to prevent it."

Napapikit ako nang mariin, pinigil ang sarili na tingnan si Iñigo.

"That is not fair!" Naiiyak na sabi ko. I felt tears prick the corner of my eyes. I shut them tighter to prevent the tears from falling. "How could you use our friendship!"

"I'm desperate to make you listen, Quinnzelle. Ilang taon na ba tayong nakabalik dito sa Pinas? Hindi na pwede dito iyong habit mo na hindi ka kakain kapag wala ka sa mood. Are you really trying to kill yourself?" Inis na sabi ni Iñigo.

I knew he was just worried but I couldn't stop the sudden erratic beating of my heart after I heard him say that.

Mabilis na pumatak ang mga luhang kanina ko pa pinipigilan. My shoulders shook from the intensity of my already chocked sobs.