BEDROOM WITH MY STEPBROTHERS (COMPLETE)

Chapter 19

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ LANCE'S POV ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

If there's a superhero and has the power to control over time, I wish to go back in time...

The time when I tell Macoy that he cares for me.
The time when I said those words to Macoy's family.
The time that I tell Macoy that I love him.
The time when I was abducted by a group of devils.

Pero in reality, hindi ko kayang gawin. Marunong lang akong mag basketball, but I don't know how to defend myself, my mom from everybody.

Hanggang dumating si Macoy Gonzalez. He's gay but he doesn't look like one of his classmates na kumekembot sa paglakad. He's intelligent and physically strong. Kaya nyang talunin ang mga goons sa dati kong school.

Yung time na inigtas nya 'ko sa mga goons, na realize ko na para siyang prinsesa na hindi nya kailangan ng Prince Charming para sagipin.

Nakahiga ako ngayon sa'king hospital bed while Macoy, Cesar and Kuya Carl were sitting on their chairs, staring at me na parang bata.

Dumating yung psychologist ko. She's around fifties because of her aging skin.

"Lance, we're trying to lower your dosage. Results show na medyo okay na ang vital signs mo. You can try speech therapy o kahit makipag usap ka sa mga friends mo..." Nagsasalita si Doc nang nagtanong si Kuya Carl.

"Excuse me Doc, ano po bang sakit ng kaibigan ng kapatid ko?!" Si Kuya Carl.

"Hijo, Lance still suffers from PTSD, and talking is one of his treatments para bumalik si Lance sa dating pamumuhay. The more we talk to him, the better." Sabi ng doc pero nagsalita na si Macoy.

"So...through talking and stuff, gagaling ba siya?" Tanong ni Macoy at ngumiting tumango yung doktor.

Nagpaalam na si Doc at lumabas.

After the conversation with my psychologist, sumakit muli ang ulo ko. As I close my eyes, flashbacks are still there. Kahit anong gamot, hindi pa din mabisa.

When you look at my body, you can say that "he's totally fine".

But inside, I'm screaming...shouting...begging to stop.

"Sabi ni Doc sa'kin may PTSD ka daw. Eh ano yun?" Tanong ni Cesar at sinagot naman ni Kuya Carl.

"PTSD stands for 'Post Traumatic Stress Disorder'. It's a mental illness that can develop after a person is exposed to traumatic events, such as sexual harassment, war, traffic collisions , or other threats to human life. Kadalasan, nangyayari yan sa mga biktima ng digmaan o...maaaring biktima ng rape..." Pinutol ni Kuya Carl ang kanyang explanation tungkol sa PTSD nang nagtanong na si Macoy.

"Lance, mayroon ba silang ginawa sa'yo?" Si Macoy.

Honestly, I don't know what to respond to his question. I was scared of my life, my future with Macoy.

Matatanggap mo ba ang isang kagaya ko?
Mamahalin mo pa kaya ako?

I nodded to his question.

"If you want to confess something, just let me know at makikinig ako sa'yo." Sabi ni Macoy sa'kin saka tumango lang ako sa kanya.

Tumayo si Kuya Carl.

"Cesar, tara at mag dinner na tayo. I'm sure nagugutom na kayo. Sasama ko na din sina Macoy at Lance." Sabi ni Kuya Carl.

Lumabas muna sina Kuya Carl at Cesar samantalang naiwan dito sa room si Macoy. Lumapit siya sa'king kama.