Prince

Chapter 4

(KM)

I looked at daddy with a blank expression. Yes, I am hurting so much, and I know they can feel the pain inside my heart, but they still chose to ignore my feelings because it is their moral obligation, my parents, to guide me on the right path.

I am not a hypocrite; they raised me well enough to understand both right and wrong. As far as I can understand the concept, I know that right and wrong can vary from each person's perspective. A good thing or right thing for someone can be wrong for me, while something right for me might be wrong for them as it all depends on our own perspective.

"Kelly Martin Del Castillo-Del Rosario, both your Papa Jom and I wished through all the stars battled the odds just to be where we are today."

I don't really know the whole story behind daddy Jam and papa Jom. For them, it's the past, and it needs to stay in the past. Whenever I ask about their story, either of them would say, "past is past son, let's value what is right now as we don't know what will happen in the future" 23 years of existence, and they never dared tell me the entire truth as if they don't trust that I can handle it.

I continued to stare into the horizon when "I almost died several times, but we fought hard. I thought all of those hard times are behind us already... Now... I don't think that all of those hardships can compare to this..." I can hear the cracking in his voice.

This is the first time I saw daddy cry in my face. I can't help to feel remorse. I want to stand up, hug him, and tell my daddy that everything will be ok and it is all the past.

My heart is aching like no tomorrow, but this anger inside me won't go away like that. I need to release this anger one way or another. I don't want to hurt them any longer than I should be.

I grabbed my cane and walked away without saying a word. As I walk through the door, papa Jom is there watching us, or should I say watching over daddy Jam with teary eyes. One thing I know for sure is that papa does not like it when daddy cries.

"Maybe that is what true love is," I said to myself as I watch and feel the heavy emotions surrounding me right now.

I can't handle this anymore. "Ethan!!" I shouted when I walked past papa Jom.

He came walking with a smile on his face as usual. He grabbed my cane and supported me all the way to my room. "Did something happen?" he asked. "It's none of your business!" I answered back. "You can go now. I will call when I need something." He just went out of the room without any more questions.

I was inside my room, delving through my emotions, thinking if all of this is worth it. I was staring into the ceiling and talking to myself, asking why? How can I be so heartless to ignore both of my fathers' plea?

I locked myself inside my room, for I don't know, days maybe weeks with Ethan and Max tending to my every need. Until the day they told me that it would be their last day with me since they will no longer be renewing the contract.

(Ethan)

For two weeks, Martin never went out of his room. Both Max and I have been tending to all his needs until the last day of our commitment. It's hard for us to leave Sir Jom and Sir Jam to take care of Martin. It will be a rough ride at this stage, but it has already been decided from the very beginning. I hope they can overcome this trial and come out of it as a healthy family.

"Knock...X3"

"Martin, it's me!" I called for him. I wanted to say goodbye. I was hoping he'd answer the door but to no avail. He would not even bother saying anything.

"Tin-Tin! it's me, Max!" Max knocked once but still no answer. He tried to open the door, but it was locked, so he took the master key, and what we saw was Martin lying on the floor unconscious.