CHAPTER ELEVEN

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"Ginusto mo ang makalimot, Cresia. You don't want to take  the blame.. you don't want to feel the guilt inside you..you don't want to bear the consequences, so you choose to forget... " the pain in his eyes was replaced by anger.

"Then help me! Help me to remember every detail! " I yelled at him, trying to stop my tears from falling.

"I gave you 3 years. What did you do?" he asked.

I couldn't find the right words to say. I was out of words. He's right. He gave me 3 years. Ngunit sa loob ng tatlong taong iyon, wala akong naalala. Only repeated short dream.

Without glancing at me, he walked away, leaving me.

I started to cry again. I don't know what to do anymore.

"Cresia?" Lawrence appeared.

He looked at me with worried eyes. When I glanced at him, I hug him. I hug him tightly and cried.

"L-Lawrence," I sobbed

"Shhh..." he caressed my back.

"I can't remember. He's... he's very angry at me for forgetting everything.. for not remembering.. how? what should I do to remember everything? Tell me , Lawrence. I'd do anything just to get back my memories... please.." my voice cracked.

He continued caressing my back. " Don't let him break you. You can't make a fucking devil happy. "

Humiwalay siya sa pagkakayakap sa akin. He held my shoulder and looked into my eyes.

"Tomorrow, we'll visit a neurosurgeon. Sa ngayon, iuwi muna kita para makapagpahinga ka na okay? "

I nodded like a child.

I don't know how to thank him. It feels like I'm taking his feelings for granted. He doesn't deserve someone like me. He's too good , and I don't want him to get hurt. Kung pwede lang sanang turuan ang puso, si Lawrence na ang pinili ko.

I woke up around 6 am. Just like what Laurence said, we'll visit a neurosurgeon at 9 am.

"It is called dissociative amnesia. It is often caused by traumatic events .  This forgetting may be limited to certain specific areas or may include much of the person's life history or identity. It is possible for memories to return ,  especially when triggered by a sight, smell, or other environmental stimulus. "

"Sometimes, I keep having the same dream. It felt like it was real.. like it happened in the past... " I confessed at the middle-aged doctor.

"Maybe it's a sign that your memories are returning back. Just don't pressure yourself." Tumango ako sa sinabi niya.

"I told you, don't pressure yourself. Don't mind that Allejo," Lawrence warned me.

We're on our way to the company. Since hindi ko dinala ang kotse ko, si Lawrence na ang naghatid sa akin.

Pagkarating namin doon, binati kami ng mga empleyado. Everyone went back on their works when they saw us coming.

Kinapa ko ang cellphone ko nang tumunog iyon.

I'll stay in the mansion for days. I'll sleep in my own room.
      — Andreus A.

I didn't text back. He doesn't even need to tell me about it. It's his house.

My phone rang . It was Heather.

"Heather! God! Akala ko nakalimot ka na. "

3 years ago, she went to Los Angeles. Paminsan minsan lang kami nag uusap. Twice a year? I don't know. She became so busy, same as me.

"Ugh! I'm so f–cking busy! I don't even have time to get a boyfriend. " I can imagine her pouting like a child.

"Just don't pressure yourself too much. Don't forget to eat and take a rest. Balitaan mo nalang ako kapag babalik ka na. "

"Sure!" she joyfully agreed.

Gabi na ng matapos ako sa trabaho.

Napamura ako sa isipan ng mapagtantong hindi ko nga pala dala ang sasakyan ko.

Luminga linga ako sa paligid, nagbabakasakaling makakita ng  taxi.

Siguro narinig ng Diyos ang panalangin ko, at may humintong taxi sa harapan ko.

I informed him my location as I put my seatbelts.

Ilang minuto na ang nakalipas ngunit hindi pa kami nakakarating . Napakunot ako ng noo ng mapagtantong hindi ito ang daan papunta sa mansyon.

"Naligaw po ata kayo?" Dinaga na ng kaba ang dibdib ko.

He just smiled evily at me. Nakakakilabot!

"Where are you taking me?! Hey! Stop the car now. " Sinubukan kong buksan ang pinto ngunit nakasara ito.

He stopped in an abandoned building.
He opened the door and held me harshly.

"Anong gagawin mo sa'kin?!" Nanginginig na ang mga kamay ko.

He looked at me from head to toe as he licks his lower lip.  "Hot and sexy."

Dinala niya ako sa loob . Tinulak niya ako ng marahas sa kama.  He started unbottoning his polo.

This place is so familiar. I think I've been here before.

I started to panick.

Andreus' face suddenly flashed in my mind. Our last fight. No. I need to go back

Bago pa siya makalapit sa akin, kinuha ko iyong perfume ko mula sa bag. I sprayed it into his eyes and ran as fast as I can.

I took his car and drive fastly. Nanginginig ang aking kamay at hindi ako makapagmaneho ng maayos.

My head was throbbing painfully.

Pieces of memories flashed into my mind... one by one... until I remembered it now.

I killed him. Andreus' brother... I really killed him..



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