Pathetic Little Fool

Level Three

Misha's POV

Finally, my last week in Paris! It has been two years since hindi ako nakauwi sa Pinas. Kumusta na kaya si Inang? Alam kong telebabad yung kaka Skype namin pero iba talaga kapag nakakapiling mo sa personal. And of course yung kaisa-isa kong kapatid na mas una pang nakapagtayo ng pamilya saken, how could he be doing now kasama si Kles? Actually bakla siya at nakapag foreigner naman pero yung anak niya, sperm ni Epefaño Corteva, Jr.,--my brother slash sister--yung ginamit via baby maker which means nasa dugo pa rin namin si Titania--my niece na ipapanganak na this month! Hindi ma-measure yung nararamdaman kong excitement ngayon kaya't good luck nalang kung may makakabangga man sa nararamdaman ko kasi panis talaga.

Chineck ko lahat ng mga bagahe bago pumunta sa Restaurant de miel kung saan magkikita kami ni Ms. Honey Bem, to which I owe her a lot kasi siya yung tumulong saken for my recovery. Nagring yung phone ko. It's her!

"Misha...are you sure na uuwi ka na talaga? Mamimiss kita and also sa lahat ng mga naging kaibigan mo dito," naramdaman ko yung kalungkutan niya sa phone. Para tuloy'ng ayaw ko ng umalis, gusto kong isurrender yung plane ticket pero hindi pwede. My family needs me. And I also need myself to be in the Philippines-- to stop escaping. Kailangan ko 'tong harapin.

"You know I need to. But don't worry, kung may mangyari man babalitaan kita. Promise! You are a very good friend of mine, you should know how thankful I am that I have a Bembem sa buhay ko!" and she has to be told kasi utang ko sa kanya ang kung anuman ang narating ko ngayon sa Paris bilang isang CEO ng perfume company-- "délicieux épeler."

"Sya na ngang dramahan. Basta be there okay? It is unacceptable kapag hindi ka magpapaalam, I might not forgive you kapag ganun," she reminded me. Para na siyang tumayo bilang ina ko sa Paris kaya't minsan tawag ko sa kanya "Mama".

Everything's set Misha. Wala ka ng nakalimutan, wala ka naman talagang dapat kalimutan eh.

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Gin's POV

"To go to where?!!" I cannot believe I will be sent off this fast. Saan nga ba naman ako nagmana? Edi sa Mum kong capital E.V.I.L. na katugma sa pangalan niyang Evella. I used to hear stories of how kind she was, too bad I never really witnessed her Cinderella-ish features kasi she already found out about Prince Charming, playing another court with Snow White. Oops! I mean my dad checking in to a hotel or replace -h with an -m if you want, and fvcking other woman. I don't really wanna talk about it.

"To your Tita, son! And you can never say no! It's about time na tumigil ka sa pagiging childish mo with your minions and think na everyone around you ay may potential to a heated competition!Alam mo kung gaano ka importante na we should collaborate with theirs especially ngayon na wala na si Cuervo!"

At dito lalabas ang tanong na, "May magagawa pa ba ako?" Her word is a law. And she is ,herself, a martial law. I wonder what could have been my life if Cuervo Pritchard never cheated-- back to the days when mom was called Ella, not Eve.

"Ma'am Eve, dumating na po ang inorder niyo na airplane para kay Young Lord bound to Tita Bee's in a few minute," voice out ng isang malaking body guard na naka itim lahat na mata at ngipin niya nalang ang hindi.

"Bueno. Narinig mo yun Gin? Hindi mo na kailangang mag empake kasi last month palang, prepared na lahat. Ikaw nalang ang kulang. Now go before I freeze all your bank accounts," she threatened me. But she can't actually, hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. What I'm afraid of is the possibility to lose her completeley-- not out of death but of identity.

"Baka nakakalimutan mo Mum, may-ari ng lahat ng bangko ang kaibigan ko, si Bourbon. Anyways I am not doing this to keep my money, but with the hope of keeping what's left of you," sagot ko pagkatapos sinara ang pintuan.