Bed Romance (Completed)

27: One and only man.

galit ang mga mata nya, pero hindi sya nagsasalita. dahan dahan syang lumapit sakin, ang totoo'y natatakot ako sa nakikita ko, pero wala akong pakialam kung anuman ang nakikita ng mga mata ko ngayon

BLAG!!

nagulat ako bigla sa tunog na nilikha nya, namalayan ko na lang ang sugatan nyang kamay gawa ng malakas nyang pagkakasuntok sa pader, MYGOD! his hand is bleeding! natataranta na ako! di ko na alam ang gagawin ko!

"Mike!!!" I yell his name. tumakbo ako papunta sakanya saka ko kinuha ang sugatang kamay nya pero hinigit lang nya iyon at tinabig ang kamay ko. pero di ako tumigil sa pagkuha ng kamay nya kahit patuloy pa din sya sa pagtabig ng kamay ko.

He's insane! I hate him! I hate him for hurting his self!! I hate him for hurting me too =''(

"Mike akin na ang kamay mo! please.. ang dami ng dugo, akin na!" pinipilit kong kunin ang kamay nya pero di ko kaya ang lakas nya

tears suddenly drop from my eyes, I walk closer to him, realizing that every step I made is a mere pain, seeing his bloody wound is like hitting my stomach and slapping my face, it hurts me more not knowing what's the real reason behind this

I hug him very tight, a hug that gives me strength to hold on, I really love this guy even though he's the most difficult man to understand, and even he's the most cruel husband in this world

"Mike, please don't do it again" I said while I'm in the middle of my smirk. I get his wounded fist, it made me feel better because by this time, he let me hold his hand.

His right hand is now on my face, wiping those tears that continuously bursting from eyes, I didn't pay any attention on what he's doing because I'm busy curing his wounded hand

I get my alcohol in my bag as well as my handkerchief, I put it on the wound. I feel like I'm the one whose hurting while seeing of what I'm doing to him, but it seems that there's nothing to worry because his face stay calm, he doesn't make any reaction neither hurt feelings nor pain.

He's so brave.

"Mike, *sniff* you're demented! I hate you for hurting me! *sniff* nasasaktan ako pag nasasaktan ka" sabi ko ng may bakas ng pansisisi sa mga binitiwan kong salita. nakatingin lang sya sa mga mata ko, mas gusto ko na ang mga tingin nya ngayon, wala ng galit, normal na..

"Pero di naman ako nasasaktan" sabi nya. di sya nasasaktan sa lagay na to? e halos maubos na ang dugo nya kakaagos mula sa sugat sa kamao nya.