Out of my League [Completed]

Epilogue

Note: This is Axl's POV and it will start from his childhood to the present so please wag sana kayong magpalito sa transitions. Most of the scenes already happened in the previous chapters so you'll be familiar. Lastly, I have an author's note and FAQs after this chapter!

Epilogue

When I was younger, all that I believed is that people were born to be naturally selfish. We crave the things that can satisfy us, that can make us happy. We do everything, to get our desires, to be contented.

But all along, I've been questioning myself, does a person ever feel satisfied? Do we ever feel contented? Do these things really make us happy?

I stared at the transient blue skies above me. My brother is crying beside me but the sound doesn't bother me at all. I've been used to it, seeing him cry every now and then because he misses our mother.

But where's my mom? She's out there, finding out the things that can satisfy her, trying to be happy all by herself, and my dad.

And we're here, stucked at the mansion, endlessly waiting for them to come back.

"Alistair! Axl! Naku umiiyak nanaman ang kapatid mo.." Nanay Lana rushed to us, she carried my brother.

"Sshh sshh tahan na Alistair, matanda kana hindi kana dapat umiiyak.."

"I miss mommy, I want to see mommy.." My poor brother cried.

"Uuwi din 'yon, busy lang sila ng daddy mo. Tahan na.."

I watched how she tried to calm my brother but I hated the fact that they've been lying just to make us feel better.

I know what's the reason, I am ten years old. Even when I'm young, I understand what's happening.

I walked towards Nanay Lana and my brother, "Mom is having fun, she doesn't care about us so we shouldn't waste our tears for her! She doesn't love us!" I yelled at my brother.

Nanay Lana's eyes widened while Alistair cried evenmore. I hate that he's been crying for years for our mother who doesn't even call us when she's away. And I can even count the days that she's home with the fingers on my hand. I hate that we have to be asking for her attention when she's our own mother afterall! I hate this life, I hate being born as his son!

I remember every single day that I would cry because I miss her and only get disappointed to hear from the maids talking secretly, that she's an irresponsible mother. That she only cares about her escapades, that she's young and she wants to enjoy life. Because Alistair and I are young too and we are suffering because of her selfishness.

From that day on, I tried to build my walls so that she can never melt me again. I don't need her, Nanay Lana is enough for me and Alistair. She takes care of us like her own children.

It's a fine Saturday morning of summer. Alistair is at the pool while I'm busy analyzing the numbers at the stock market. I've been buying shares from different companies and businesses and this is currently my hobby.

Our father taught us how to play in this field at an early age. Thankfully, their vacations ended up when my grandmother got furious. They are already here to be with us.

I didn't really let my anger with my mom affect my relationship with her. I tried to forgive her even without apologies, I tried to understand. But the scars were deep I carried it as I grow up.

"Who's that girl? Iyon ba yung anak ni Nanay Lana?" Alistair walked towards the sun lounger where I'm sitting.

I looked at him and followed his gaze. From the back door of the kitchen, I can see Nanay Lana and an unfamiliar girl.