The Badass Babysitter [The Final Kick]

Chapter 28: Where are you?

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

GENESIS CRANE

 
I could feel it, I'm about to burst at any moment.

My sanity is slipping away from me, dread and rage surges through my chest, filling me and choking me till I stop to breathe. Hindi ko na mabilang kung pang-ilang bote ng alak ko na ito, I lost count. I'm not an alcoholic person but I feel calmer under it. Kung hindi ako iinom, kung ano-anong demonyo ang papasok sa utak ko. Kung hindi ako susuko sa pagod at pagkalasing baka mapatay ko sarili ko. Kaya kahit maging sampu na ang paningin ko ay tuloy pa rin ako dahil ito ang kailangan ko ngayon.

I'm in the midst of going to madness. I told everyone around me to stay away from me before I snapped. Some listened, but my brothers did not. Sinabi ko sakanila kapag hindi nila ako lalayuan, baka sila ang mapatay ko pero makulit sila. A Cranes nature. Kailan ba sila makikinig?

"Your highness, please, enough. That's your fourteenth bottle," a worried voice speaks somewhere. I don't know. I've lost my senses when I'm drunk. Wait, fourteenth he says?

Fuck! That was cool! My wife would be proud of me for sure — oh wait, we did not toast any drink yet. That witch! How dare she drinks with other men and not drinks with me? Namumuro na sa akin ang babaeng iyon. Maturuan nga siya ng leksyon. Paluluhurin ko siya. That thought made me smirks. Yeah, I'll make her kneeled.

Lifting my head from the table, I chuckles when my vision whirls, chandelier from the ceiling turn upside-down and its lights dances giddily, making me feel nausea. I doubled over, spitting all the demons churning my stomach, splashing on the floor and spraying my jeans.

"Your highness! Dios mio marimar!" yelped by the same worried voice again. I came to the point calling him an Angel. He sounded like one and he called me using a royalty batshit thing. So I assumed he's an Angel. "That's enough! You're not a drinker! Fuck! You hate the taste of alcohol so you always sticks with milk!" he hissed, holding onto my shoulders and pushing me to lean against a soft mattress.

Where the hell am I anyway? Oh, I remember going inside a plane and breaking the pilot's neck because he flys the plane slowly! There's no traffic in the sky! He could put it in all speed and fucking go fast and furious! Does he know I am too eager to see my wife? Fucking idiot! Now, Barak had to fly the plane and he's lucky I did not break his neck too. That was because Peter punched me straight into my face, losing my consciousness for the next hours. Then I woke up in my old room and my brothers were crying crowding me. Then... what the fuck happened afterwards? I could not remember but I found myself waking up again to other room. A hospital room but I sneak out and went home to see my wife but....

"Where's my wife, fucker?" I opened my eyes and gripped Barak's collar and pulled him towards me.

Barak withdraw his gaze at me but the sadness on his eyes did not escaped. He slowly stepped away from me, giving me that look everyone gave me since I stepped foot in the Philippines. I hated it. It made me want to pick their eyes and shove it inside their mouth. They are annoying, so fucking annoying and Barak is one of them. Favourite ko pa naman siya pero ngayon ay hindi na.

"I'm going to prepare your bath, your highness. You stink — you're not in friend with a shower since we came back," he said, ignoring my question and left after giving me that look again.

Tangina. Tangina talaga.

Kahit umiikot ang paningin ko ay pinilit kong tumayo ngunit agad din akong natumba sa sahig at nakatulog. Nagising ako nang maliwanag na sa labas ng bintana. Groaning, I clutched my throbbing head, shutting my eyes as the light pierced through my cornea. My mouth were dry and I feel like I wanted to throw up. Nakapikit akong naglakad papasok sa banyo at naghilamos. I open my lids and stunned to see my horrible face.