End Of All The Endings (Book 2)

End Game 55

"Seven f*cking strings. Don't use my own game of words."

"Game of words huh? That's how you call your nonesense so-called wisdom? No lady, you are an airhead stupid girl who never learned a damn thing."

Tumayo si Art at hinatak niya ang kwelyo ni Lio. I remained calm. Hindi ako p'wedeng mamroblema ngayon.

"F*cking answer her o gusto mong ituloy ko yung ginawa ko sa kasal? My fist is so itchy to touch a face that is covered with blood."

Hindi sinagot ni Lio si Art at nanatiling nakangisi lang ito.

"3 strings." sambit ko na siyang nagpabitaw kay Art. I looked at Lio with seriousness. "I am telling you boy, I am not playing any games. But if you really insist to participate in a game that does not exist. Better have second thoughts before you commit the most stupid decision."

"I lived in danger because of the two of you. You threatened my friends and you threatened their lives. You used my friends to get this man and trap him with Monica. You were about to steal the one who gave me a new reason to live and I stopped it. You know my capabilities and yet you are still denying all the visible facts. Your fearless character is fabricated and I will make sure that I will be the last person that you will ever see within this room."

"You don't mean it Sheliah." seryosong sambit ni Lio.

"Lovers are connected by heart and soul. So do Art and I? Let me ask him... Art, do you mean what you've said earlier that you'll break his face?"

"I do and I swear it." Art seriously said.

I looked again at Lio. "So do I?" Tumayo ako at nagtungo ako sa likuran ni Lio, naka-posas ito at hinding-hindi niya ako mahahawakan. "If you are going to bring up our stupid past then I'll let you. Pero tandaan mo, siguraduhin mong mababago mo ang mga desisyong gagawin ko para sa'yo. Kung hindi... you only have 3 strings left, don't let me cut it all at the same time."

Naghintay kami ng sagot mula kay Lio, he just remained silent.

"One last chance, don't waste my time."

"I wish you to die."

I heard bells ringing inside my ears. I looked at Lio who's now lookikng straight into my eyes as if he's digging my soul.

"You are a selfish piece of shit." dagdag niya pa at akmang lalapit si Art pero hinawakan ko ang dulo ng damit niya ag napatigil siya.

"Proceed." I said.

Lio cracked a smile and he looked down below. "All my life, our father... Your father maybe. All does he know to say is your name and all of your brother's name. Yeah, sure. His 'love' for me was real and he was legitimately caring towards me but all those years? I never felt him. Oo, anak ako sa labas eh. My mother was a gold digger. What else? Oh! He never wanted me to be his son even though I was dying to be with him and to have him even just for a day. Yung ituturing niya akong anak kung paano ko siya itinuturing na ama.

"But you are so selfish. Bukam-bibig sa akin ng ama mo kung gaano mo siya kinasusuklaman dahil sa akin. Now he was so damn furious towards me. I lose the hope of him treating me his own. So why I wish you dead? It's more than those father issues. And I will not say it."

Nag-angat siya ng tingin. "I already confessed."

My chest felt so heavy, but I won't let it overtake me this time.

"Good." I calmly said. I pulled back the chair and I stood up. Hinawakan ko ang kamay ni Art. "In case you've never had a formal meeting with this man. He is Art Antonio, my fiancé. The father of my child. Your nephew."

Napansin ko ang biglang pagtigil ni Lio. Tumingin ito sa aking dalawa. "Y-you're pregnant?"

"She is." Art answered. "And I will never let any of you to touch her and our baby once again and to ruin her like what you did. If being a criminal is all that it takes, I will be."

I paused and I took a moment to glance at Art. Thank you for staying and making me and our baby feel safe.

"I-I didn't know... Sheliah, patawad."

"Why?"

"You are carrying a blood of mine. I will never take a life of an innocent child. If only I knew, f*ck this."

He cares? To my baby.

"Don't worry. My son will know your name."  that's the only thing that I can ever say to him. Hindi ko kayang magpatawad hanggang wala pa ako sa maayos na kalagayan.

I will forgive. But not today.

Hawak-hawak ni Art ang kamay ko nang magsimula na kaming lumabas ng confession room. As he closed the door, he cover my face with his palms.

"Are you alright? May masakit ba? May problema ka ba na iniisip? Don't stress so much about what you heard from him. Sheliah? Answer me."

Hindi ko pa rin siya kinibo. He slowly removed his hands away from my face. "Sheliah, tell me. You're making me worried."

I sarcastically chuckled. "Sheliah. Huh. Sheliah, I see."

"What is it?" he frustratedly asked.

"Since we saw each other again, I've been waiting for you to call me 'hun' but you didn't. Diba, Antonio?"

"Shels..."

"F*ck you, it won't work. Kahit ibalik mo pa mga ginagawa natin noong highschool. Sheliah diba? Edi Sheliah itawag mo sa akin." 

Minasahe niya ang kaniyang noo. How dare you call me by my name.

"Shel-- Hun... You were doing the same so I thought it'll be okay if I call you like that."

"I will not call you Art if you did not started it! Ano manhid ka? Wow Art. Parang ako pa talaga may mali? Sige, ako na. Kasalanan ko na. Ako nauna? Sure thing! I'll own it up."

"Oh God—"

May lumapit kay Art na isang pulis. "Sir, buntis si misis?" tanong nito sa kaniya.

"Opo..." sagot ni Art dito at sumalyap pa siya sa akin. "Buntis yung misis ko."

"Hahaha gan'yan talaga sir. Masanay ka na, payong may asawa lang. Pasayahin mo siya at iparamdam mo lagi kung gaano mo siya kamahal." tinapik-tapik pa nito ang braso ni Art. Sumulyap sa akin ang pulis at tumango. "Safe delivery Ma'am." bago pa ako makapag-pasalamat, umalis na ito.

Sinundan ko nang tingin ang pulis. Sana lahat alam ang gusto ng mahal nila. Hindi kagaya ng isa diyan.

Insensitive. Ignorant.

"Ano ba gusto mo, misis ko?"