Chapter 65

Chapter 65


I was stunned by him but one of my hands was able to move and take my iced tea. I took a deep breath there and thought. Laren was right. Ivan was a good catch. Many women ask for that kind of man like her but ... to an imperfect woman like me God gave her.

We're really destined for each other, I know that. And otherwise I will block things that will destroy us again. Because I wish until the end we still were. I don't want anything else to break down and ruin our love.

'the amount of adjectives you're describing to my wife. Admit it to me, Ren, do you still like Ivan?" biro ko. I even frowned pretending.

"Ay, gaga!" he said laughing. "Yes and I liked Ivan then. I even loved him. But that was then, Andrea. Then, okay? That was before, what were you."

"Many of you like Ivan." I'm really frustrated. "He ignored you all before but I never ..."

'that wife of yours was stupid, Drea ..." Ren said shaking his head. "And of course, he was stuck in his friendship with Seymour and in his love for you. You really won't be ignored then because he's still confused. And one more ..." Laren grinned as if suppressing a laugh.

"And one more, what?" I sniffed slightly.

"And one more ..." he laughed. "You were the one who got married and gave birth so don't frown at that. Of all the women who liked Ivan, you were the only one who tasted him ..." he laughed.

My eyes rolled. "Ren, you're rude!" I'm worried about him. She's already infected with Darlyn!

'tell me, Drea. was he good in bed? was it delicious? was he aggressive?" he asked one question after another and suddenly laughed again. I covered my ears. I don't want to talk about those things! "And ... was it big?" she bit her lower lip after she asked me that question. His suppression of laughter was obvious.

"Oh, shut up!" I shouted at him. Siyaw laughed again and continued eating.

Oh, crap. Does he really need to ask me those kinds of questions? That's private!

My cheeks warmed when I remembered something. I remembered our intimate nights together! Hayst, I"m already infected with their green mindedness!

I just shook and exhaled. I shouldn't have thought of that, heck!

~ • ~

We were currently in front of a police station today. Actually, I was still hesitant whether I would come here or not but ... I decided to go because my mood was not calm. I have many questions that need to be answered.

"You know, Ren." I smiled sadly and looked at the police station sign again. "I never imagined it. You're the type I'm going to visit him at a precinct." I saw out of the corner of my eye Ren looking at me. "She's very kind. It's a sin for me to think about such an incident." I grinned bitterly and bowed.

I forgot what Mommy told me then. That even the kindest person in the world makes mistakes too. No human was as perfect. Everything has its own flaws. It has its own flaws.

I don't know what I would call those things that happened to me. Whether punishment or trial? But I don't care about you anymore because it has already happened. No more, I can't change everything.

"Shall we continue, Drea?" Laren asked so I looked at him. "Looks like you can't. We'll just talk to him someday." he smiled softly.

I was immediately nailed. "No. I'm sure I'm here." I cast a spell before speaking again. "Maybe because ... Maybe because the longer I take it, the more I can't handle it. I have to ask him, Ren. I won't be at peace until he answers my questions."

"You sure? You don't have to force yourself. You can go here some other day if you really don't want to go here ..." Laren tilted her head and watched those people who's now entering the police station.

I shook again and folded my hands. "I'm sure, Laren. Besides, this was the right time for me to talk to him. It's been months, you know ..."

He took a deep breath. "Oh, he's fine, let's go inside. Just, we'll back off when you really can't. Your pregnancy was in a dangerous state. You need to prevent stress." Ren stroked my shoulder with his palm.

I just sparingly smiled and nodded. He smiled softly at me and helped me walk.

We entered the station and immediately asked a policeman if we could speak to Seymour. He was still at a police station because his trial was not over in court. Actually, he wasn't the only one who did bad things to me. We're many. So his cases were stacked.

When the police agreed he took us to the visiting area. I was a little surprised because I saw Darlyn and ... Seymour talking there. Darlyn was crying while Seymour was smiling sadly as she wiped away her brother's tears.

Unexpectedly a bead of tears dripped from my eye. I grabbed Laren's arm and averted my gaze from them. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I saw him again. I saw again the Seymour I had met. For a long time it was as if he had returned to his former self.

I took a deep breath and tried to hold back the crying but I couldn't. They still dripped no matter what I stopped. Laren, on the other hand, rubbed my back and whispered things to me but I didn't understand. I don't understand anything now.

Why so? I thought I was feeling really angry for him but ... he's still here. My love for her was still in my heart. My love for him as his best friend.

I remember the promises he made to me when we were in high school. That he would hurt himself if he hurt and made me cry. That he would not let go when someone hurt me. And most of all he promised me he wouldn't let me get hurt ...

"were you crying?"

"Obviously. What were you doing here, you cookie monster?"

"From what I heard you did to you when you were a girl classmate. I was worried you might cry. And I'm right in my suspicion, you're crying. You're really crying, cupcake."

"What were you! You're probably the reason why they fought me. I'm feeling so close to you and I'm not a beauty. Imagine that, Seymour? I was a beauty pageant winner when we were in our first year! Then ... They'll say I'm not beauty? That's ... That's a total absurd! "

"were you affected right away? Langya, cupcake. You know in yourself that you're beautiful and you're still crying there. Let me, I'll rebuke those classmates of yours. They can taste me."

"Hey, don't! Those were still women!"

"But cupcakes, they hurt you. That's how you feel. You know that your parents don't make you mosquitoes and then they just bite you? Hah! They killed me!"

"Say no. I'm okay, Seymour. Promise, I won't really cry when they fight me again. I'll call you right away when someone fights me. Just, just don't do it now. You're graduating, oh. Running You're still a valedictorian. Maybe later something else will happen to your grades. "

"Okay. All right, if that's what you want."

"Hayst, thank you—"

"But on one condition."

"For me, it looks like I can't stand that. That's your smile. Tsk. All right, what's that?"

"I want you to be my date on prom night. I'm a senior so this was my last prom. And I want you to be my date."

"Gosh! That's all. All right! But ... let's just wait, shall we? Mommy might scold me."

"Don't worry, I've already said goodbye to Tita."

"Hala him, oh!"

"Pfft ... But I promise you that even though I'm close to college I won't leave you. I will still be your savior. And I will never let anyone hurt you again. You won't cry again, cupcake. That's a promise. . "

"Ows, really? You so sometimes make me cry."

'that won't happen again, cupcake. Because if I make you cry I won't hesitate to hurt myself too. You're important to me."

All those promises came to nothing. He has not even one fulfilled. He left me then and hurt me. But there was nothing more painful when he came back and he was the one I leaned on then but he was also the one who would destroy me, my whole being.

I thought he was always by my side then. He was my ally at all times but no, he was my worst enemy. Destiny was also very playful.

"Let's get out of here. You're not okay, Drea ..." Ren whispered in my ear causing me to shift my eyes to him.

"No ..." I shook my head one after another. "I ... I need to talk to him, Ren. He needs to answer my questions ..." as I shook my sob.

"You look stressed, Andrea! Please, let's go! That will go with you and baby!" he whispered and pulled me away. I didn't hold on to him and just kept shaking.

"Andrea?"

I turned my head to my right and saw Darlyn in front of us. Her eyes were swollen and her lips were trembling. Her breathing was also heavy as if she hadn't finished crying.

"A ... What ..." he closed his eyes firmly and sighed. There were tears from his eyes but he immediately wiped them away. He opened his eyes and I saw the pain there. "What were you doing here? You're ... You're pregnant, Andrea ..." she had a hard time speaking but she was able to say it properly.

"I want to talk to him ..." I almost whispered. I looked at Seymour. I could clearly see the shock that enveloped his face.

His features matured. The extreme thinness of his body was also obvious. His face was pale but the sadness in his eyes could not escape me.

I swallowed and averted my eyes. He looks horrible and ... miserable. I felt a sudden pang of guilt inside me. I put him in that position but ... that's the right thing to do. No one can blame me there.

"Andrea ... Maybe you can't yet. Remember your condition ..." Darlyn looked at my stomach.

"Why can't you trust me? When I say I can I can ..." I folded my arms and rubbed my wet face with my palm. My tears made my face wet. "And one more thing I have to ask him. I won't be relieved until I know what really happened and he's like that."

"But he's already told you everything. What else do you want to know—"

"You know I'm so confused, Darlyn?" I felt my gaze deepen on him. "It's different. What I know was different. What Seymour told me was different from what Lara told me."

His eyes widened. "How ... How did you talk to Lara?"

The edge of my lip lifted. "Why? were you afraid I'll find out, Darlyn?" my grin immediately disappeared. 'that your older brother really killed your daddy? That what he said about my daddy was just a lie? That I was really the cause of his evil deeds?"

I saw Darlyn's forehead slowly frown. "What?" his eyebrows were almost touching.

"You know what, just let me talk to your brother. Maybe I won't be angry with you when you let me." with one arm I pulled Darlyn away and walked over to Seymour.

I erased my slightest expression as I walked closer to her. I could even see him slowly stooping and clenching his fists on the table. I saw how his molar moved with an emphatic manner.

I stared at Seymour until I sat down in front of him. I put my two hands on the table and folded it. When I looked at him again, he also looked at me.

"How were you, Seymour?" I asked sarcastically. Suddenly the anger that my system had been hiding for so long erupted. "How was your life here in jail? Was it fun? Was it worth the evil you did?" I asked a series of questions.

I saw the movement of his jaw. He tilted his head and bit his lower lip. "You shouldn't have asked that. The answer was already obvious." even his voice seemed weak as well. Wow, what happened with Uno's dangerous and frightening voice.

'tell me, Seymour. Who were you to ruin my life like this?" I asked emphatically. He opened his mouth and frowned. "Who were you ... To kill my family for no good reason?"

Her mouth dropped open. "I'm sorry ..." he whispered but that was just enough for me to hear.

My right eye brow unintentionally raised up. "Your" I'm sorry "was definitely not the answer for my question, Seymour." I was shaken. "What's the point of being the valedictorian of elementary and high school? Being cum laude when you were in college if my simple question was that you can't answer?"

"Andrea, that's enough." I heard Darlyn say behind me but I didn't look at her.

"You won't believe my answer, Rigella. Whatever I explain to you you won't understand." Seymour replied.

I sighed and laughed heartily. I stood up in my seat causing the back of my knee to hit the seat. Its retreat created a loud noise.

"I don't understand?" I could feel the glare in my eyes when I asked him that. 'then explain! I'll try to understand even if it's vague! Because I am, I can't do this anymore! I'm in a mess!" slapped my palm on the table.

"Shit! Drea!" Laren shouted and I could see out of the corner of my eye him touching my shoulder. "You're pregnant! That's enough!" I didn't even look at Laren.

"Did you know?" with my index finger I pointed at him. My voice calmed down slightly but the chisel was still there. "All my life I've done nothing but trust you." I swallowed and took a deep breath. I don't seem to be able to say as much as I want to say.

"I thought you would never be able to harm me. I thought your kindness was worse than a saint's but no! Not because you were more of a beast than a demon!" there were more tears dripping from my eyes. Shit, I'm fed up with this! "You're still good! Your daddy was the only one missing. But me!" I taught myself. "Me! My whole family was gone! My whole family was gone!"

'that's enough, please ... Andrea ..." Darlyn said. She was crying while beside me.

Seymour spoke again. "I know you can't forgive me, Rigella. But, please, you're pregnant. You can't be so angry—"

"Why were you acting like a lamb-like friend now, Seymour? Why do you seem to be concerned about me all of a sudden? Has the wind really changed?" I used my most sarcastic tone.

"What! Stop that!" Darlyn said again.

I turned to him. "Oh, shut up, Darlyn! You're not even telling me you're visiting this sister of yours!"

"I'm not saying that because I don't want to add to your stress, Andrea. Please, that's right. You're pregnant!" he was already trampled while saying that. Her eyes were like a faucet because of the flow of her tears from there.

"You know I've wanted to talk to her for a long time, Darlyn! But you're holding me back! And now that I can talk to her I won't miss it!"

"What!" she cried and violently wiped away her tears. "Do you really want to know everything, huh ?! Do you ?!" he asked aloud.

"Yes, Darlyn! Yes! Because you don't know how I feel—!"

"Brother Seymour DID!" he was cutting into my sayings.

It was as if my world stopped spinning when he said that. I held both hands on the side of the table for support.

I suddenly fainted. No ... I know that illness. How could he have that?

"Darlyn." Seymour used his tone as when he scolded Darlyn.

"No, Brother. He needs to know!" Darlyn shouted.

"Stop that! That doesn't matter!"

"Oh, shut up, Kuya!" Darlyn turned to me. "I guess you know that illness, Andrea. You studied a course for being a psychiatrist but you didn't continue it. But I know, you learned everything about mental and psychological problems."

I swallowed and couldn't answer. She's right. I studied that course for two years ...

"Only now did I find out about that older brother's illness. When you arrived, his psychiatrist also left. That doctor proved to me that Kuya Seymour was really sick. He has had that kind of illness since he was a child." she stated. "He experienced a traumatic incident that triggered him to have that kind of mental problem. He didn't tell you that because he didn't want you to stay away from him then."

I bit my lower lip. "Why were you telling me those things, Darlyn? What does this have to do with what I said earlier?"

"I don't know either. But I feel like it's connected to what happened. Right, Brother?" Darlyn turned to Seymour. Even I turned to her brother who now could not look at us and frowned in impatience.

"Brother, tell us, please! Aren't you really going to tell me something earlier if I didn't just leave to go to Andrea's?" Darlyn still insisted.

Seymour looked up at him. He stared at her for a moment before smiling sadly. Nothing on my own made me sigh because of that. That smile ... The last time I saw that was when we were just in high school ...

Seymour took a deep breath and sadness covered his entire appearance. "I have three personas here in my brain ..." he confessed. My forehead wrinkled slightly. I also know that persona thing. 'that was me, Seyj and Selgi." he added.

'three people?" suddenly you came out of my mouth for him to look at me. "In the times you've been with me, admit it to me. Who have I been with the three of you?" I will ask.

He sighed again. "It was Seyj. Since I came back to the Philippines he has been in control of my body. I was jailed and so as Selgi, one of my personas that was a kid. Seyj imprisoned us and it was a long time before we were released. Actually, three I only disappeared months ago and he was the one I imprisoned. " he replied.

I nodded. So that fucking Seyj that he was talking about was the real Uno? And that"s what I was with five years ago? So ... I noticed him changed weirdly. He became touchy. But ... heck! It was hard to believe then!

"was that even possible? I mean, how can you have that kind of pain?" Laren asked.

"I was kidnapped when I was a child and I was near from getting killed. But luckily, I survived but the trauma it caused me didn't." Seymour blinked sharply and leaned back in his chair.

"I still don't believe you, Seymour." I said again. He woke up and I could see the shock in him. "I need enough evidence to prove that what you were saying was true. I will talk to you again once everything was proven." I have prepared myself to prepare for departure. This was a serious matter. I need to have it investigated carefully.

"Can you forgive me, Rigella?" his sudden question stopped me. My eyes remained on him. How dare he ask that?

I puckered my lips before speaking. "I can forgive you Seymour. I assure you that. You know me, don't you? I don't have a long quarrel with someone even though ... No matter how bad or bad they've done to me." I answer his question. "But first, I need to know everything first. We haven't talked properly yet so you need to be prepared for your answers to me. Because just one wrong answer will lose the slightest chance that I will forgive you." I looked him straight in the eye before I turned my back on him.

I turned to Laren and nodded. "Let's go." I cheered him on and he immediately nodded.