Ms. Artista (Book 2)

Fifty Seven

"Pero sobrang ganda niya pa rin, 'no? Kahit tulog."

"Of course, she's our gorgeous girl."

"Hay nako, darling. Feeling ko talaga magigising na 'yan si Francine dahil sa'yo."

"Oh, ano naman? Ayos nga 'yon, eh!"

"Pen, don't shout. She's resting, okay?"

"No, actually it's fine. Go ahead, make a noise. I want her to wake up, too."

"I-I'm awake." I whispered, barely audible.

"Francine!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"Love."

As I opened my eyes, I saw Hester, Pen, Lexi, Kian, Kleo and my Mama. They are all looking at me.

"A-Anak, gising ka na ba talaga?" my Mama gently held my right hand.

"Y-Yes." I tried to say. I feel so tired. I feel like I've been sleeping for a week. My entire body is in pain.

"How are you feeling, love?" Hester softly caressed my hair.

I flashed a faint smile upon hearing his voice.

"Tired." I whispered. "Hungry." I added.

"Ano'ng gusto mong kainin? Mag-sabi ka lang!"

Oh, Pen.

"I'll call the doctor." nakita kong lumabas ng kwarto si Kleo.

Am I in the hospital? What am I doing here?

"You've slept for three days, love." Hester said while smiling at me.

"What?" my eyes kinda widened. Three days? Tatlong araw akong tulog?

"Yeah." he caressed my cheek softly.

When the doctor arrived, he immediately examined me. He stated that I still require plenty of rest because my body is still recovering. If I recall it correctly, Rose just slapped my face. She absolutely didn't do anything with me. Why is my body aching so much?

"Salamat, doc." Mama thanked him after checking me up.

Pag-labas no'ng doctor, tumingin agad ako kay Hester.

"Love, where is she?" I softly asked him. Despite the fact that she did hurt me, threatened me, and nearly killed me. I'm still concerned about her. She has a mental illness. She requires assistance.

"Hay nako, Francine! Huwag mo ng tanungin, okay? Imbyerna pa din ako sa babaeng 'yan!" Pen answered me.

I sighed. "Help me up, love." I said to Hester. Nang maka-upo na ako sa kama, tumingin ako sa kanila.

"To be honest, I'm not mad at her. I just feel sorry for her. She's lost her mind. She's obsessed with Hester." I looked at him, "And, she's mentally ill."

All of them almost sighed and rolled their eyes.

"Oh, babe. You're so kind. I don't like it." Lexi rolled her eyes.

"Bakit naman hindi ka galit, Francine? Hindi mo ba alam? Halos patayin ka na niya." Pen's eyebrows furrowed.

"I know." humigpit ang hawak ko sa kamay ni Hester, "But, I'm not dead. Look, I'm fine, okay?" I softly smiled.

"I don't want to instill any anger within her. But, of course, I want her in jail or in a rehabilitation facility." I pointed out.

Everything I've gone through with her is severe. She seems to have traumatized me. I was really terrified of her. She just scared the hell out of me.