Gab's POV
I don't know how many times I prayed since we got here in the hospital. I just don't know what to do.
"Anak, you should go home. You need to change your clothes. Puno ka ng dugo oh."
"I don't care, Dad. I'm not going home until mom's okay."
"But ---"
"Dad, I don't want to go home. I can't. Please. Hindi ko kayang iwan si mommy." He hugs me before I break down.
"You're mom is strong. She can do this." I just hug him back. I know Dad is worried too, but I'm not as strong as him. I can't see my mom on this state. I had never imagined her nor Dad lying on a hospital bed.
"The patient has lost a lot of blood. Is there anyone here who can be her donor?" The doctor said as he went out of the operating room.
"C-can I? I'm her daughter."
"Come with Nurse Joy to see if you can. I'll go back inside." I was about to come with the nurse when someone gripped my arm. It's Dad.
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll be fine."
Dad looks really scared. They're just gonna take some blood from me, not all of it.
Aga's POV
The police have already sued those assholes who attempted to rape my wife and shot Dawn who's now in the operating room. I will make sure that they will rot in jail.
"This is all my fault." I look at Lea who's leaning her head on the wall. She's still crying.
"Babes, it's not your fault. It was those asshole's fault."
"I would have not asked them to stop their car to help me. Dawn would have not go out of the car to save me. It should be me, Aga. It should be me who's in he operating room right now." I lean her head on my shoulder and caress her right arm.
"Don't say that, babes. Stop blaming yourself." Richard approached Gabby who just came back with the nurse who's suppose to take blood from her. Ang bilis naman yata nila?
"Gabby." Gab sat on the floor and lean her back on the wall. She's crying. I stood up to approach her.
"Gabby, what happened?" She cried even more.
"Hey." I caress her head.
"What happened?" Lea approached us.
"W-We're not match."
"What?" I and Lea asked in disbelief.
"How did it happen that your blood type is not compatible with your mother's?" Lea asked.
"Where's Tita Dawn?" I manly voice asked.
"Justine. She's inside the operating room."
"Excuse me po, meron pa po bang ibang possible donor? We badly need blood for her. Nagkulangan po kasi sa stock. We still need two bags of it." The nurse butts in.
"Si Gabby. She's the daughter." We all shook are heads.
"Unfortunately, hindi po sila match."
"How the hell did it--- Ako. I can try. I'm her nephew."
"Okay, sir. Come with me."
Lea's POV
I don't fear the fact that I almost got raped. What I fear most right now is to lose my bestfriend. God, please help her. Save her.
"I would have taken the bullet instead." It's Gabby. Our clothes are both stained with blood. I sigh before I sit beside her. I still wonder why she didn't match with Dawn.
"I'm so scared... I'm so scared to death." I don't know what pushed me to do it, but I held her hand tight. She has stopped crying. She probably got tired of it. Like I did.
"Would you believe --" I gulp the tears away. I don't think if she will believe what I will say because of the anger I shown her and her parents, but I feel like telling her.
"Would you believe if I tell you that I'm scared as well?" I asked her still holding her hands. She looked at me, seemed not surprised. I saw a slight smile on her lips.
"I know. You love her just as she loves you." Her words touched my heart which trigerred my tears to fall back again.
"Aren't you mad at me? She's not supposed to be in that operating room if not because of me."
"It's not because of you." She looked at me before she continued talking.
"It's because of her choice. She chose her bestfriend's life rather than her own. No one should be blamed for that."
"I wasn't the bestfriend she deserves. I resent her."
"You had your choice and she had her own." She sighs and faces the ground. I'm still looking at her.
"She is a bestfriend to me like she was to you. And knowing her, no matter how mad you get, no matter how hurt she feels because of it... you're still her bestfriend. She will always seek for reasons to love you even more. I guess, that's how bestfriends really are. They will stick with you whatever, whenever, however..." What am I suppose to say? Is the guilt makes me run out of words?
"I wish I was that kind of bestfriend to your mother. Like how she's always been to me."
"You were. I saw you." She turned her gaze to me again.
"I saw how you tried to protect her. I saw how you tried to stop her from stepping into danger. You kept telling her to get inside the car." We're now both crying.
"You both tried to save each other. You love my mom even how much you denied it for years."
I'm really out of words now. I just let the tears fall. This kid has grown mature and kind. If I'm her, I would have sent her out of my sight immediately. But she is her own person. No matter how bad I treated her, she remain kind and patient and understanding. Just like her mother.
God, is this your way of telling me to let go of the past? Is this your way of telling me how wrong I was to blame them for what happened to my daughter?
