Control The Game (COMPLETED)

Chapter 52

#CTG52 Chapter 52

"Cha, Iñigo's here," Chase said after he opened the door to my room. I'd been back at our house for almost 2 weeks now. Ayaw pumayag ni Papa na bumalik ako sa apartment ni Iñigo. For some reason, he's blaming Iñigo for what happened to me kahit ilang beses ko ng ipinaliwanag na walang may kasalanan sa nangyari bukod sa nag-utos na sumaksak sa 'kin.

I closed my laptop as I stood up.

"You're going to talk to him?" Chase asked, a little surprised dahil sa araw-araw na pagpunta ni Iñigo dito ay hindi ko siya nagawang labasin man lang. I just... didn't want to talk when I have nothing nice to say. Hindi na kasi nababawi kapag nasabi mo na. Kagaya ng mga sinabi niya sa 'kin. Hinding-hindi ko na maaalis sa isip ko 'yun.

Months from now, when we're okay again, I'd still remember his words... and from time to time, I'd remember how that felt like.

"Yeah," I replied. "Can't leave without talking to him."

Dad wanted me to go to our house in Alaska for the time being. Ayaw niya na nandito ako sa Manila hanggang hindi pa nahuhuli kung sino iyong nagpasaksak sa akin.

It's so... weird.

He ignored me for the most parts of my life... and now, he's being overly protective. He's so... extreme. It's either he's really strict or really protective. It's like he couldn't find the balance.

But it's okay... I'd take this over being ignored by him.

I changed clothes and combed my hair. I wanted to look presentable in front of him. Ilang araw ko siyang hindi nakita. I just didn't want to face him with my eyes swollen from lack of sleep. Gabi-gabi iniisip ko lahat ng nangyayari. Para akong mababaliw. Ayaw tumigil kahit ano ang gawin ko.

Ni hindi ako maka-labas.

Palagi akong napapa-tingin sa likod ko kahit may kasama ako.

The incident did more harm than I could ever imagine.

"Hi," Iñigo said, immediately standing up when he saw me approaching. I even needed to tell him to sit dahil parang tanga siyang naka-tayo at naka-tingin lang sa akin.

"What?" I asked because he kept on staring.

He smiled a little, shaking his head. "Thank—"

"Please stop thanking me. You don't owe me anything," I said.

Ayoko ng maka-rinig ng thank you mula sa kanya. If I do anything for him, it's because I wanted to do it. He didn't need to thank me for anything.

"Right. Sor—"

"And don't apologize for everything."

Iñigo pursed his lips. Hawak niya ang kamay niya na parang hindi niya alam kung saan magsisimula.

"May gagawin ka ba ngayon?" tanong ko sa kanya. I didn't want him to stay in our house any longer dahil baka biglang dumating si Papa. He's not Iñigo's biggest fan right now because of everything that happened. I already explained, but he's not listening. Sa pananaw niya, si Iñigo ang may kasalanan at ang trabaho nito bilang prosecutor.

I didn't even blame Iñigo for what happened...

It's his job and he didn't ask for me to get stabbed.

Nobody wanted that.

Iñigo shook his head. I stood up and got my key from the hook and motioned Iñigo to follow me. Tahimik kaming dalawa sa loob ng sasakyan. I felt him staring at me and I let him. Ilang araw niya rin akong hindi nakita. I needed to fully recover bago ko pa siya pwedeng makita dahil pinagalitan ako ni Papa pati ng doctor ko dahil bumuka muli iyong mga tahi ko nung huli kaming nag-usap ni Iñigo.