My Enemy

Chapter 30

Kian Luis' Point Of View

I solemnly parked my own car in our garage and quietly entered inside our households. I put my things down on the glass table and headed to the kitchen. Lumapit ako sa naturang ref at kumuha ng maiinom at sinalinan ang aking baso

I walked a bit and went to the bar island to get some more drinks. I put down the glass with only water and sat on a stool that was there.

Sa ganong pwesto ako nadatnan ng aking Ina. I lifted my face and stared into her pale eyes

"Mom" I said helplessly. A tone I rarely used. Questly words affect me that much. I don't know what she said but I have a little bit suspicion about it

"Anak, I don't want to hurt you" Panimula nito. Doon na akong tuluyang napa-amang sa kaniya "But, I want—"

"Love, I'm home!!!" Sigaw ni Daddy sa entrada palang ng bahay namin. Mommy couldn't continue what she was going to say when she approached Daddy and kissed him on the cheek

Okay, I don't expect this one. Daddy only came home here once and I don’t know what he was up to on the days he wasn’t here. He only visits about twice a week. Mommy is always here but she leaves around nine and comes home around six in the afternoon

"Oh son, there you are" Daddy grabbed my attention. I was distant from him, something that others did not know. All they knew was that our family was happy but they were wrong

They didn't know how hard it is without your family, but I'm strong enough to handle myself anymore. My life's depend on me, not to everyone.

"Mom, continue what you were saying" Malamig kong aniya. Ngumiti lang ng malungkot si Mommy. My heart is beating incredibly fast.

"Anak, I think it's not the right time to say this to you. We don't to hurt you" She said and suddenly turned around and I heard her call the butler of our house

They don’t want to hurt me? In what way? Is it hurting more that you want them to be there for you, but nothing? They are not there when I want to talk. Isn't that more painful as a child?

I sighed because of it. Tinungga ko nalang yung light wine na iniinom ko at dumiretso ulit sa living room at kinuha ang aking bag. Paakyat na sana ako nang madinig ko ang boses ni Mommy sa kung saan

"...I think, wag muna" Wika ni Dad "Mas magandang sabihin na natin agad sa kanila para matigil na nila ang kalokohan nila" Apila ng aking Ama

Napakunot na ng sobra ang noo ko dahil sa pinag-uusapan nila "Masasaktan lang lalo ang mga anak natin kapag nalaman nila ang totoo—" At doon ko na hindi napigilan pa ang sarili ko

"Ano pong malalaman?" I exclaimed seriously "Ano po bang ayaw niyong malaman ko and are you trying to keep it from me?" Pagpipigil ko sa sarili kong emosyon

Darn it!

There's a hint in my mind starting to build up from Questly's words that she was said until here—with Mom and Dad

'Masasaktan lang lalo ang mga anak natin kapag nalaman nila ang totoo—"

Mga? Mga anak? Tama ba talaga yung narinig ko o pilit ko lang iwinawaksi sa isip ko?

"What do you mean by 'mga anak' Mom?" I asked questionably. They started to twidle their own hands as if that was the only way they could answer my questions.