Hard to Handle

Challenge # 09

Oh my god

De Angelo

"What happened, Jorge? Or do you know what really happened?"

I woke up in a hospital suite. Ang huli kong natatandaan ay si Jorge, nagsisigaw siya sa may fire exit. That was when one of my employees came in and helped me. Dinala nila ako sa Varres Medical City. The doctor took care of my left leg. Ngayon ay naka-cast iyon. Sa tabi ng kama ay naroon si Doc Dyosa. I forgot that her family own the hospital.

"Imagine my surprise when I saw you assistant knocking on my door, Jorge. Are you alright? Is it one of them or is it just you?"

"It's Jorge." I mumbled.

"Ah, yourself?"

"The other Jorge."

"Ahhh, the twin." She smiled. "I was kind of worried because you didn't call me yesterday. Baka lang nakakalimutan mo, I am still monitoring you. Remember what happened in Ibiza? We don't want to risk it here. This is a new environment for you and them. Ayaw natinng maulit ang Ibiza incident, Jorge." Tango lang ang ibinigay ko kay Doc. Nakahalukipkip siya habang nakatingin sa akin.

"I know what to do, Doc. You don't need to worry."

"Who says I worry about you? I just don't want anything bad to happen to you. I don't want Ibiza to happen again." I just nodded. Medyo malala nga iyong sa Ibiza. That happened last year, I was out for two months, Ronni was the one living my life. Hindi ko na-manage, and the reason why the Doc found out, was because I wasn't emailing her, or calling her. Kailangan araw – araw akong tatawag sa kanya para sabihin ang nangyari sa araw ako, one by one, detail by detail. Maaari kasing hindi pa sa anim nagtatapos ang personalities ko. Doc Dyosa is worried that there's more.

"Alright, you rest. I'll be back later with your charts. And if, alright, another doctor comes here with short wavy hair, fair skin, stands about five feet six inches, maganda, pero mas maganda ako, and starts her talk with the word sex on it, don't tell her you are the patient with DID. You are my patient, Jorge, you are mine alone. Remember that." Tinapik – tapik niya pa ang pisngi ko. Umalis si Doc Dyosa pagkatapos ng usapan namin. I was left alone in the suite.

There's silence again. I hate the silence around me, but the more I live like this, the silence becames bearable, na hindi ko na napapansin ito. I stayed in the hospital for a week. I went home after the doctor's advice. Kailanga ko ng therapy kaya every other day ay may PT na nagpupunta sa unit ko.

One day, after my therapy, the owner of the other unit approached me. Si Pascal, matagal ko na siyang kakilala. Ever since I moved her, naging acquainted na kami, hindi ko masasabing kaibigan ko siya. Hindi na ako nakikipagkaibigan, ayoko. Naging maingat ako dahil hindi naman lahat ng tao maiintindihan ang sitwasyon ko. Ayos na ako sa doctor ko, sa assistant niya, assistant ko at ang mga tao sa farm ko sa Oriental Mindoro.

Pascal smiled at me.

"Jorge, may lilipat na tenant sa kabila. I informed you kasi baka magtaka ka kapag nag-simula nang umingay iyong kabila."

"I see. Thanks, Pascal."

Nagwo-work out ka pa sa gym sa taas, pre?" Tanong niya. Doon kami unang nagkita sa gym.

"Hindi na muna. Injured eh."

"Okay. See you around, Pre."