My Amusement Trail ( Alca Penguña Series #1 )

Chapter 41

A/N: Remember that the author does not wish to alter your morals and ideals.

Trigger Warning: Strong words spoken, mention of blood, anxiety, use of guns, and violence.

Read at your own risk!

Klouie
Deception

My heart sank as I witnessed the excruciating pain etched on her face, and my eyes blurred with tears as I felt her agony piercing through my own soul.

What does she mean?

Napa-amang ang labi kong nakatingin sa kanya. Pinipilit na huwag gumawa ng konklusyon sa isip ko pero parang sirang plaka na pumapasok sa aking isip ang isang salitang binanggit niya.

"M'lady," pukaw ni Rossini sa atensyon ko.

Ethyl's eyes bore into me too, they were shining with pain as her tears kept coming out.

Kinagat ko ang pang-ibabang labi para pigilan ang pagkawala ng sariling luha.

"Hon," she uttered, pleading at me.

I took a step back, as my heart was aching painfully causing me to labor my breath. Hindi ako makahinga ng maayos. Hindi ko makapa ang sarili ko dahil sa gulat.

"W-why..." Hindi ko mabigkas ang aking sasabihin ng maayos.

No, no, no.

This can't be.

"Klouie?"

Mabagal akong lumingon sa aking likuran. And there, I saw my father looking at me with so much surprise.

He got out of the car immediately and was stopped when he finally saw my miserable face. Kinurap nito ang mga mata at umiling-iling sa akin, signaling me not to lush out.

But the way my eyes bore intensely on his suit, how it was so messily messed up as if someone was fiercely gripping and tugging at it, drove me absolutely insane inside. Parang pelikulang nag flash sa utak ko ang nakita ko kanina.

"What the h-hell is going on?" I muttered, my eyes glued to him.

"Sweetheart, i-it's not what it looks like," he stammered, his voice trembling.

Kumunot ang noo ko sa kanya.

"Klouie--"

"This is not the talk I wanted earlier, d-dad."

"Sweetheart--"

"I told you to stay," puno ng poot kong sabi.

He looks at me painfully. And every time I blink while looking at him, the scene before us keeps flashing. It's making my heart ache. It's making my blood boil.

"I'm s-sorry," he uttered again, shaking his head. "Klouie,"

"Si Mommy, dad..." kinagat ko ang pang-ibabang labi nang tumulo ang luha niya sa binanggit ko.

"Si Mommy... paano na siya?" I mumbled again; I couldn't imagine the pain if my mother finds out about this.

I'm sure she will question herself. I'm sure she'll be hurt more than I am. Siya lang inaalala ko ngayon.

And that thought scared me. Ayoko, Ayoko nito. Please, someone slap me if this is truly true.

Pinipigilan ang sarili na huwag sumigaw. Huwag magalit. Huwag umiyak. Huwag magsabi ng masasakit na salita. Kasi kapag ginawa ko 'yon alam kong pagsisisihan ko rin sa huli.

I grew up watching my mother overcome any obstacles life threw at her. I'm sure she cried herself to sleep many nights. And still she got up every morning and did an amazing job raising me. I could never be weak. I learned from the best.