The Royal Mishap ［book 1］ [editing]

☾16: Lyle Jhonard 'Lyle' Montereal

“Welcome home, Young Master,” Manang Gelay greeted when she saw me after opening the door. I smiled at her.

“Lyle is fine, Manang,” I told her. “Pasensya na iho, pero hindi maaari,” aniya, napailing na lang ako.

I've been telling them to drop the formalities when I'm coming home when they greet me but they're always telling me that it's not right.

“Where's—”

“Kuya!!” sigaw ng kung sinuman kaya hindi ko na nagawang matapos pa ang itatanong ko. I looked up to see Allishia — my little sister — running down the stairs. Fuck!

“Lish! Be fucking careful!” I hissed but she just giggled before wrapping her arms around my waist to hug me.

“I'm not telling you that I won't do it again. I miss you, Kuya!” she beams before plastering a sweet smile. I sighed.

“I fucking told you hundred of times to be don't fucking run down the stairs because it's fucking dangerous!” I hissed, but then she just giggled, again.

“Nah, it's fun. Where's my pasalubong?!” excited na aniya pagkahiwalay sakin.

“Where's Mom, first?” I asked.

She pouted. “Manang probably called her na. She's with Dad sa garden. Where's my pasalubong na?” napailing na lang ako binigay sa kanya ang hawak ko.

She's a spoiled rotten but good thing she's not a brat.

“Sweetie, you're here,” It's Mom. She's walking towards me with her usual smile and behind her is Dad. I tsked.

“Mom, I won't take long,” I told her before embracing her and giving her a kiss on her forehead. I just nod on my Dad before glancing back at my Mom and my sister—who is now eating her favourite Ice cream. Tsk.

“I know. I just really want to see you, is that bad?” aniya.

I sighed. Umiling ako saka bahagyang ngumiti. We talked for something before I decided to go upstairs, in my room, so I can pack some of my clothes that I left here. Malayo ang bahay sa bago kong pupuntahan at lilipatan that's why I need to pack the other stuffs I left here para hindi na ako magbalik-balik.

“Come in!” I shouted when I heard a knock from the outside.

“Son..” napaangat ako ng tingin.

“Mom, why?” I asked her before asking her to seat beside me.

“Hindi...mo pa rin ba kakausapin ang Daddy mo?” malambing na tanong niya.

I sighed. Kailan ba ng huli kong makausap si Dad? I can't remember. The last time I remembered talking to him was the last time I've decided to not treat him as my father, but even though if that happened, I still can't change everything that he is still my father.

“It's better this way, Mom,”

I heard her sigh. I'm sorry, Mom.

“I understand,” she said before smiling sweetly. “Anyway, please don't forget to visit us if you have time. You can bring your friends here, okay? Hindi ka naman namin pinagbabawalan dalhin ang mga kaibigan mo dito,” she added.

Ngumiti ako saka tumango. “I will.”

After some time, I bid my goodbye already. Allishia even told me that she'll visit me if given a chance and I just nod. Mabilis na pinaandar ko ang sasakyan ko paalis doon, not even wanting to see another glimpse of my father.

It's a good thing that there's no traffic, mabilis akong makakarating sa mall kung nasaan ang mga gunggong. They're probably waiting for me now. Napailing na lang, basta talaga libre sige ang mga gago. Tss.

My eyes widened when a cat suddenly came out of nowhere. Mabilis akong napapreno pero kasabay 'non ang pag-usad ko ng bahagya dahil sa nasa likuran ko. I looked behind and hissed. Mabilis na lumabas ako ng sasakyan at ganon din naman ang nasa likurang sasakyan. With forehead knotted, I walk towards to the owner of the car who bumped onto mine—or perhaps a driver?

“Sir, pasensya na ho,” aniya habang sinisipat ang tingin ng nasirang likuran ng sasakyan ko. Napakamot na lang ako ng ulo bago inis na bumaling sa sasakyan niya.

I don't think he owns this car. He's probably a driver.

“Babayaran ko na lang ho iyong damages ng sasakyan niyo,” aniya bago inabot sakin ang isang papel.

I looked at it, it was a cheque. Blanko lang iyon pero pirmado na ng may-ari.Takhang sinipat kong muli ang sasakyan. I tried to peek on what's inside because the owner is probably inside waiting for his or her driver. But the car was too tinted to even see a glimpse of a person inside.

“Sir?”

Binalingan ko siya ng tingin bago bumaling sa cheque na hawak niya. It was really blank. What if sulatan ko ng milyon iyon?

“That's—”

“—blank cheque,Sir? It is, Sir. Kayo na lamang ho ang magsulat ng halagang kakailanganin ninyo sa pagpapa-ayos ng inyong sasakyan,” aniya kaya napatanga naman ako. What? So, wala siyang pakialam kung milyon o bilyon nga ang isulat ko sa cheque na 'yan?

“No, it's fine. May kasalanan naman ako. I can take care of this,” I told him.

“Sigurado ho kayo? Tanggapin niyo pa rin 'to. Magagalit ho kasi iyong amo ko kapag nakita niyang hawak ko pa'to” aniya na para bang takot talagang mapagalitan kapag hindi ko kinuha.

“Just tell your boss that I don't need it.”

“Hindi ho talaga pwede. Tanggapin niyo na lang,” mapilit na sabi niya habang inaabot ng sapilitan sa akin.

I sighed before getting it. He looks relieved because of that before bowing his head and get inside their car. Natatangang napatingin na lang ako sa papel na hawak ko. A fucking blank cheque that I can write how many fucking digits I wanted too.

Nag-angat ako ng tingin sakto namang dadaan ang sasakyang nakabanggan ko. I was froze when I saw a glimpse of who was on the backseat.

“Nashiel..” I whispered while staring at her. It feels like everything was in slow motion while I was staring at her.

She isn't looking at my direction. Fuck!

“Nashiel!” I shouted bago tumakbo para sundan iyong sasakyan pero mabilis iyong pagpapatakbo kaya hindi ko naabutan.

Hinihingal na tinignan ko lang iyon habang papalayo. Fuck! Is that really Nashiel? What if she just look like her? What if that's really her? Fuck!

Whoever she is, I need to do something to see her again.

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