My Bad Boy : Montesalve brothers 1

One: Her

Yvonne's POV

"Ma, stop it. Wag ka nang mag empake. I'll convince that lady pero please. Stop doing this." I pleaded.

Liningon niya naman ako. Kanina pa ako ngumangawa sakaniya, asking her to put down her bag and stay pero nginitian niya lang ako.

"Anak, you're 24. Sinong babae ang kailangan nang yaya sa edad na dalawampu't apat? Malaki ka na. Hindi mo na kailangan nang katulad ko." She explained that made me more frustrated.

"You're not just a yaya for me, you're my mom. You're.my only parent. Ikaw nalang yung meron ako oh, iiwan mo pa ako?" I said.

She tapped the bed near where she's sitted and I sat there. Hinimas himas niya ang buhok ko na nakakapag pagaan nang loob ko.

"Nanjan pa ang magulang mo iha. Habang nanjan pa sila, pansinin mo sila, pahalagahan mo sila. Ano nalang ang mararamdaman ko kapag ang anak ko ay hindi ako pinapansin?" She said.

Tears streamed down my face. I can't stop it. I just can't

"Ma, iba ka sakanila. You've been the sweetest of the sweets, the best of the bests and the most caring mother I have. Never compare yourself to that old woman. Iba ka ma. Ibang iba." I explained.

I've been used of calling her 'ma, or mama' since I was 3. And yes, she's been my yaya since then.

"Iha. Alam mo ba kung bakit tayo biniyayaan nang tenga?" She asked. I just raised my eyebrows that shows her that I didn't get her.

"Para makinig sa paligid." She paused for a while and smiled at me again. "Kaya tayo binigyan nang utak, para intindihin ang naririnig natin." She added.

"Pero meron din akong puso ma. Maaaring naiintidihan ko pero nasasaktin din ako." Reklamo ko.

"Alam kong hindi sila naging mabuting magulang sayo. Alam kong naging malayo ang loob mo sakanila. Pero kahit pagbali-baloktarin mo ang mundo. Kahit paputiin mo ang itik at kahit umitim ang araw, magulang mo padin sila."

"Kung may mga taong hindi ka dapat magsawang intindihin, yun ay ang mga magulang mo. Nasasaktan ka, pero hindi lang sayo umiikot ang mundo. Nagkulang sila, dahil hindi mo sila binibigyan nang tsansa. Sa isang pamilya, kayo at kayo lang ang dapat na mag intindihan."

I cried even louder after she said those. Why does every word hits me? She's always right. She's always nice. She's a person who forgive. And I hated her for being like that, at the same time, I loved her for having that attitude.

"Pero ma, ayoko. Dito ka lang. I don't want to be separated to you. Please ma, I beg you." I pleaded and begged on my knees. Medyo nagulat pa siya at inalalayan akong tumayo.

"It's time for you to fix your family. At kung hindi man maayos, atleast sinubukan mo."

**

I don't know how many hours I cried at my room. I don't freakin' care how many boxes of tissues I already used and I don't min what I look like now.

Images of me and mama at my room popped out. Imagine when your mom for the past 21 years left you with you real mom whom ignored your presence since you're born.

And that's it. I went to my mom's room and there, I saw them fighting again. Bakit sa araw araw na pag aaway nila hanggang ngayon nasasaktan padin ako?

Diba dapat sanay na ako? Dapat balewala nalang sa akim. I should be immuned. Pero hindi.

Sinong matinong tao ang masasanay masaktan?

I slammed the door that cause them to look at me. Sabay pa ngang napakunot ang noo nilang dalawa.

"Who told you to fire mama Hena?" I asked. Maayos. Hindi galit, hindi mahina.

"Nobody. I don't need anybody's permission to fire somebody." The old man said. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Spare her please? Do whatever you want, fight till your hearts fall out but don't include my mama. Sesantihin niyo nang lahat wag lang siya." I said.

"And why should we follow you?" He asked.

"Because I'm your daughter!" I shouted. Kung kanina napipigilan ko pa well hindi na ngayon!

"You don't even call us mom and dad." The old lady said.

"Because you never acted like my mom and dad! Hindi nga kayi maka attend sa graduation ko! We never celebrated my birthday together. Hindi mo nga ako nagawang talian nang buhok kahit minsan. So why would I call you dad and mom? Ako? I graduated as a cum laude. I handled your company and followed your commandw pero I wans never your daughter? Then d*mn this life!" I blurted then slammed the door and left.

I left the house, kahit na tinatawag ako nang maids ay hindi ako nakinig. It's late in the evening and here I am at the park, sitting at a bench.

I cried there. Bahala na kung may maingayan sa akin kakaiyak ko. Bahala na kung may makakita kung gaano ako kapanget umiyak. Bahala na.

I don't know for how long I cried. Pakiramdam ko isa akong grade 5 student na nanglilimos nang pagmamahal at atensyon sa mga magulang niya. I used the back of my hand as a hankerchief.

Lalo pa akong naiyak nang sinukin ako. Nakakainus naman eh! Naiiyak na nga ako sisinukin pa ako. Nakakainis!

Nagulat nalang ako nang may mga kamay na humawak sa pisngi ko. Tinabig ko iyon at tumingala pero hinawakan niha lang ulit ang pisngi ko.

"May ipis sa ulo mo. Wait lang." He said.

Nanlaki ang mata ko, napatayo at nagtititili. I hate ipis! I hate it!

"Ahhhhh sh*t sh*t sh*t! Get off me you d-" Hinfi pa natatapos ang pagmumura ko nang hawakan niya ang dalawang braso ko at niyakap ako.

I was so shocked. I never knew a stranger would do this to me. Like this only happens in movies.

"Oh diba nawala yung sinok mo." He said.

Then there, I realized that my hiccups did stop. He started carressing my back as if he's comforting a child. Gently and softly he patted my head.

"I was never a daughter to them. How much should I prove myself to them? Pagod na ako eh. Pagod na ako manglimos nang atensyon nila." I said not minding that he's a stranger.

Patuloy padin siya sa paghimas nang buhok ko which reminds me of mama Hena.

"Hindi nililimos ang pag ibig." He said.

"You never knew how much I worked hard for them. I studied hard for them to be proud pero wala. I tried to catch their attention pero wala. I begged for them to love me pero alam mo ang reaksyon nila? My so called mom slapped me." I said. Mukha akong batang nagsusumbong sa lola niya. I even stamped my feet due to irritation.

"You worked hard." He commented.

Natahimik bigla ang paligid. I think he's waiting for me to stop crying. At pahikbi hikbi pa ako pero napatigil din naman ako.

"You worked so hard para lang mahalin ka nang iba. Kaya nga nandito na ako. You won't beg for love anymore. 'Cause I'm here. I'll love you."

~~AgentBlue143