The Good Between Bad

Chapter 42

I was looking at her sleeping figure as the doctor checked her condition. Her long black hair lost its shine and now sprawled all over the pillow. Ang mga natural niyang mapulang labi ay ngayong maputla at ang makinis niyang balat ay napapalibutan ng mga gasgas. Her eyes closed, preventing me to see those big m, brown eyes.

I couldn't help but to feel pity and guilt.

I caused this. Ako ang may kasalanan kung bakit naaksidente siya. Kung hindi lang sana ako umalis ng basta basta. Dapat kinausap ko siya ng maayos.

"How is she?" I said, not taking my eyes off her.

"She's fine. No need to worry, Mr. Dela Vega. Just minor injuries and a bit of concussion."

"Then why isn't she awake?"

"Dahil sa gamot na binigay namin. You told me that she's currently suffering from amnesia..." I nodded. "Her brain is still trying to recover and I need to still do further exams for that pero hindi namin magagawa 'yon hangga't tulog siya. Maaaring may nagbago at bumalik lahat ng nakalimutan niya dahil sa trauma pero pwede ring wala. Nevertheless, I can assure you that everything else on her is in right condition. She should be waking up around noon."

Noon? Shït! Hindi ako pwedeng magtagal ng gano'n katagal. I should be driving to Cebu instead.

I waited for the doctor to leave before I called Naomi. Hindi ako pwedeng magbantay sa kanya. Kinapa ko ang bulsa ko. Dämn it! Where's my phone. 'Wag mong sabihing ngayon ko pa na misplace 'yon.

I silently cursed when I remembered putting it down in the taxi.

Sa sobrang pagmamadali para madala sa ospital si Eloise ay nilapag ko ito sa sahig bago siya buhatin.

Fvking hëll! How am I suppose to call someone?

Nang makita ko ang phone niya sa istante ay yun ang ginamit ko. I entered the passcode and dialed Naomi's number.

Hindi pa rin pala niya binabago ang passcode niya. T'was my birthday.

"I'm sorry, Seven. Alam mo naman na patapos na ang school year. I have a lot of works to be done. I'm sorry but I can't leave right now."

"She's your sister for God's sake, Naomi. She got into an accident and in the hospital...unconscious. Hindi ka ba nag-aalala!?"

"I am. Pero alam kong andyan ka para bantayan siya. She'll be okay."

"This is too much. I can't take care of her anymore."

"Please, Seven. Ikaw lang ang makakatulong sa kapatid ko. Take care of her, please."

Gusto kong magwala nang babaan niya ko ng telepono. I'm frustrated. I'm trapped here at wala akong magawa para iwanan siya.

It was Sunday. Maro and I was supposed to be back to Manila pero andito parin ako. Napag-alam kong hindi rin pala siya umuwi mula kay Stephen.

Hinilamos ko ang palad sa mukha. Labag man sa loob ko ay tinawagan ko si Oliver using viber. I told him to go to Cebu and check on Maro. Tignan kung anong problema at solusyonan.

I personally wanted to do that but I was stuck. Not to mention that I couldn't call Maro dahil hindi ko kabisado ang number niya.

With every minute passed, I'm getting more worried. Kanina pa ko nakatitig sa bagong phone ko. Wala pang tawag o text si Oliver tungkol kay Maro at gabi na. Siguro nasa byahe pa siya.

I'm tired, uneasy and drowsy.

I hate this. I hate being stuck like this. I hate being controlled by the situation. Damn it! I need to do something.