Uncontrollable Obsession

Kapitulo 27

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Bumaba ang tingin ko sa kaniyang likuran. Nang ibalik ko sa kaniya saka ko naman siya tinulak kaya napaupo siya sa mid-century chair. Nasa kuwarto lang kami nanatili dahil hindi ko sinagot ang pang-aaya niya sa akin doon sa living room.

May kung anong nagtulak na katarantaduhan ang naglalaro sa utak ko na pilit kong winawaksi. Pinaayos ko siyang umupo, buti at sinunod niya.

"Gamutin ko muna 'yan."

I didn't wait for his response and just went into the bathroom for the medicine kit. Masyadong mabilis ang kilos ko pagbalik sa kaniya dahil sa taranta. The nervousness that I felt was still there. I put the kit down and then knelt in front of him.

He was silent while watching me doing things. I bowed my head and closed my eyes tightly for a moment. I kept cheering myself that the wound he got on his arm would not kill him yet. I heave a sighed as I opened the medicine kit that I placed on his side.

"This will be painful, so bear with it."

He didn't move so I was forced to raise my face to look at him. I caught his deep gaze at me. I swallowed hard and instantly bowed down again. I let myself focused on his wounded arm.

"And I just need a wound to get your attention, huh," he said.

He was still wearing long sleeve so I slowly folded its sleeve up to his elbow.

I was quiet when he said that. What does he really want? That my attention should be focused on him? That all he does should be noticed. If that's the case then, I'm not the one he's needing for but camera. He is messed up. He wants attention but when his friends are there for him, he'll shoo them away.

Bumuntong-hininga ako nang dahan-dahang lumandas ang daliri niya sa pisngi ko, sunod n'on ay kinuha niya ang hibla ng buhok ko at pinaglalaruan ito. I managed myself to get not disturb by his simple gesture. Kapag ipagpatuloy niya ang ginagawa baka magambala ang atensiyon ko.

"You were undressing yourself when I gave your sleeveless shirt. Bakit hindi 'yon ang sinuot mo?" Sabi ko habang naghahanda para sa gagawin.

I gritted my teeth and took the alcohol. Total, it was his choice to be on that condition so why not punish him. He doesn't know how scared and worried I was at that night. Binuhusan ko ng maraming alcohol ang sugat niya, siguro sa gulat at hindi na rin inaasahan kaya siya napahiyaw.

"Fuck it!"

Paulit-ulit niya itong hinipan at hinimas nang marahan para lang mawala ang hapdi. Nabitawan niya ang buhok ko dahil lumipat ang kamay niya sa sugatang braso. Pinisil niya ang magkagilid nito.

Deadma lang ako sa kaniyang reaksyon. I continued cleaning his wounded arm while I felt his eyes on me. If looks could kill I might dead already. Puwede namang tubig ang ipanglinis pero hassle kung tatayo pa ako para kumuha n'on. At pinili niya 'to kaya magtiis siya r'yan. Akala niya ba ikinatutuwa ko ang ginawa niya? Only people with no brain will do that.

Hinila ko ang braso niya na pilit iniwas sa akin. I hissed when he pulled his arm again. I was forced to turn to him and gave him a sharp look. A pleading expression was registered on his face. Umismid lang ako't kinuha ulit ang braso niyang iniiwas.

"I'll double it if you don't stop."

He sighed and stopped. His kind of breathing was heavy. I gently cleaned his wound. I just put alcohol on his wound on purpose because I was so annoyed by what he did that I wanted him to feel my annoyance.

After cleaning, I injected him with anesthesia so he wouldn't feel the pain. I suddenly missed my job. Pinilig ko ang lungkot na dumaan. I can come back soon.