Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Drown

A strong punch from Hughie landed on Mew's face that caused him to hit the wall.

"Hijo de puta!" Hughie's angry voice echoed inside the comfort room. He gave another blow of his hand to Mew who has not even recovered yet from the first one.

"Joder!" I cussed. (Fuck!) I went between them to stop Hughie in landing another punch on Mew. He was so angry that his hands were shaking. He was about to attempt another punch but I held his arms to stop him. His face was so red I swear it almost wanted to explode from anger. I have never seen him this angry before. This was the first time.

"Calm down, Hughie." I carresed his shoulder, trying to make him calm.

I feel pity for Mew. The side of his lips are bleeding because of the strong punches. He spit some of the blood.

"Don't ever come near Gulf again or I swear to God that people will never be able to recognize your face!" Hughie threatened. "Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend!"

When Mew recovered, he tried to compose himself and stand up straight. His eyebrows were crossed as he clenched his jaw. In greeted teeth, he spoke.

"You have no right over Gulf. I am his husband."

I arched my eyebrow at his statement. Husband? What a word! Did he treat me as a husband during our honeymoon?

"Gulf does not want you anymore. That is why he ran away with me." Hughie again turned his hands into a fist. "You lost your rights when you cheated on him."

Hughie's words made me remember all the pain I felt in the past. As long as Mew is here, I will always be reminded by that dark, miserable past. I will always remember the pain.

"Really? Then why did he let me suck him?" Mew smiled devilishly.

Fucker!

I glanced at Hughie to check his reaction. My chest started to hurt when I saw the sadness in his eyes. He faced me.

"Is it true, Gulf?" his voice broke. Fear reflected in his eyes.

I gulped before nodding slowly.

"Fuck!" Hughie shouted and attempted to punch Mew again but I stopped him.

"Stop it!" I said.

I noticed how he began to weaken. He was shaking. He was angry and hurting.

He put his hand down.

The room fell silent and only our breathings could be heard. They maintained their angry stares at each other.

Mew broke the silence first.

"Gulf, I want to explain everything to you. Just please give me a chance!" he begged. I did not mind him.

I still haven't changed my mind. And nothing will ever change it. I can't think of a reason to justify everything he did in the past.

"Fine, Gulf. Listen to him! Listen to how lame his excuse could be. I mean, what excuse could he have?" Hughie said sarcastically.

I gave him an angry look. "What?" he asked.

"Shut up, Hughie. You don't get to decide on what I should do. Let's go." I motioned him to go out. But he did not move and had no intention of leaving.

"You know what, fine. If you want to break each other's faces, fine! You're grown ups! I'm done here!" I remarked dismissively.

I stormed out of the comfort room with a long and angry face. I noticed that all the staffs were waiting for the first person who would come out from there. They immediately looked away when they saw me.

Our voices were loud. So I'm pretty sure they heard everything.

Kuya Dominic approached me with a worried face. But I just walked past him.

"We're done for today," I declared as I went to the table where he did my make up. I removed the chaleco and grabbed my shirt inside my duffle bag to wear it.

I left the set without explaining to the director what's gonna happen next. Even he was also eavesdropping earlier so I guess he know my reasons. Good thing he let me go.

I just wish they already have a decent photo.

I went home to our unit and it was exactly four when I arrived. With all the frustration I'm feeling, I decided to go boxing to let out the steam. So I went to the gym located at the 3rd floor of the building.

"Fuck you, Mew!" I punched the punching bag as though it was him. "I just want a peaceful life and here you are trying to ruin it!"

I punched it non-stop.

"And Hughie! You let your anger get the best of you! I could've explained everything to you that nothing happened!" I continued punching. But I stopped when I realized something and tried to catch my breath.

Wait, Gulf. Yes, you did not want the kiss, but what about when Mew kneeled before you? Why did you let him?

I shook my head, disappointed at myself.

My conscience started to bother me. I'm a terrible person!

"Also you, Gulf!" Now I pretended that I was the punching bag. "You are so weak! A simple flirt from Mew and you already gave him what he wanted! Now where is your dignity?"

I am so angry and pissed at myself. Good thing no one is here or they would think I'm crazy.

After half an hour, I got tired and went back to our unit. I caught Hughie treating his bruised face in our living room.

So they really decided to have another fist fight? Idiots!

I sat beside him to help but when I was about to grab the cotton, he pushed my hand away.

Somehow, it hurt me. But I understand. I did something wrong. Who wouldn't get hurt when they find out their boyfriend did something bad?

It's just that I'm not used to being denied of something. Especially by Hughie. With the three years we spent together, he never once denied me of anything. So this is new to me.

"I can do this myself," he spoke in an angry tone.

I feel bad. I am also not used to him angry and sulking. It's like my heart is being ripped into pieces.

"I'm sorry Hughie," I said before I bowed my head.

He did not respond. Instead, he resumed to treat his wounds.

"I don't want to talk about it, Gulf." His voice was tired.

I nodded silently and decided to change my clothes instead before preparing dinner. After treating himself, he took out his work laptop and worked on something. Anger was still evident on his face and his eyebrows are still crossed.

He called one of his staffs over the phone and started shouting at him. That was the first time I heard him reprimand his workers. And I know that it was because of his anger for me. He just took it out on another person.

It was seven pm when we ate dinner. He's still silent and did not want to talk to me.

I couldn't take his cold treatment anymore so I spoke.

"It was just quick. I did not even cum," I explained shyly.

"I said I don't want to talk about it!" His voice was loud as he dropped the spoon and fork. The plate cluttered and the sound resonated inside our unit. It shocked me.

In that moment, I wanted to cry because of my frustration and guilt. I am so angry at myself. Hughie did nothing but to take care of me and fix me. And this is how I repay him?

He helped me build myself again. And he would catch me with the person behind the very reason why I was so destroyed?

Even I would be hurt if I was in his shoe.

I am really sorry, Hughie.

That is why to not make things more complicated and to give him space, I decided to leave the table. With a heavy heart, I went to our room. I thought of swimming so I changed into my swimming trunks and grabbed a towel before proceeding to the pool in this building.

It seems like boxing was not enough to let out my frustrations. I hope swimming will do the trick.

The infinity pool was huge and no one else was present. It was deep that anyone who doesn't know how to swim should just watch others do so.

On the side was the bright and peaceful city of Barcelona. You could also see the breathtaking beauty of the moon.

I placed my towel on one of the sun loungers and quickly jumped into the pool.

The water was not cold because of the heater.

I swam back and forth from end to end. Somehow, my mind became peaceful. But my conscience is still bothering me because of what I did to Hughie.

Why did I let Mew do it to me? I should have stopped him immediately! I hate you, Gulf!

Why is Mew suddenly here in Spain bothering my life?

When I felt tired, I decided to let myself float on the water. I was doing it for thirty minutes when I heard someone arrive.

It was Mew.

I frowned because of anger.

Now what does he want? What is he doing here? Why is he in this building and why is he wearing swimming trunks where I can see the bulge of his dick?

I erased that thought. What the hell?

I quickly got on my feet to leave the pool when I heard the water splash. He swam quickly towards my direction so I hurried to get out of the water so he would not catch me. Good thing I was quicker than him!

"Gulf, when will you let me explain?" he asked when he resurfaced. His head was out of the water while his body was still dipped in it.

I was already out of the pool so I turned to face him, my body dripping in water.

Again with this topic? I already told him that I don't want to listen to his explanation!

"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want to listen to your excuse and nothing will ever change my mind! Stop bothering me!"

"Please. Just listen. I just want you to hear it. If it would not convince you to come back to me then I will accept it. Just please listen to me," he begged.

I laughed at what he said.

The hell? Did he just say 'Convince me to come back to him?' Is he nuts? After everything he did, he thinks I would come back to him? What does he take me for? An idiot?

"Do you remember when I sang at the restaurant in my last day in Maldives?" I asked him. "Do you remember what the song was about?"

"Yes." His voice was filled with regret.

Mew deserves to hear this.

"Well, after you outrightly cheated on me, I have decided to let you go. I promised myself that I will find someone who would love me the way I wanted you to. And I have found that someone. It's Hughie, Mew. It's Hughie," I bravely said.

"Are you sure about that?" he challenged me with his serious voice.

"Yes!"

"Then just hear me out, okay?"

I am still not convinced. The anger deep within my heart that I have kept started to resurface. He has no right to ask me to listen to his explanation!

"What's the point of explaining? Are you stupid? I thought I was the only one stupid before. Now I know that you are also one. Like I said, I don't want to hear whatever reason you have. Because whatever it is, it does not change the fact that you cheated. You cheated on me." My voice broke.

I don't know why my bravery suddenly faded when I remembered everything he did.

He outright cheated on me. On my face. He did not even dare keep it. And I was stupid to have let myself get hurt.

"You made me look like a total fool, Mew. So please, let me live peacefully." I couldn't stop myself from blaming him.

"I had my reasons for doing those things, okay? Yes, I was at fault. I acknowledge it. But it was all for you!"

I scoffed. For me? Is this a joke?

I rolled my eyes and gave him a bored look. Is he serious? Among those he did, which ones were for my interest? I felt nothing but pain!

I shook my head in disbelief.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Instead of using all my energy on him because of that painful past that I am forcing myself to forget, I decided to just turn around and leave him.

"Gulf, please!" he shouted but I just resumed walking. I grabbed my towel from the sun lounger.

"If you won't listen to me then I will drown myself here until you tell me that you will."

I stopped with what he said. Don't mind him Gulf. He won't do it.

I turned around to face him. But he was already at the bottom of the pool, his eyes closed and trying to stop his breaths. It made me start to sweat bullets.

Is he serious? Or he's playing with me again?

Is he still not content with all the pain he caused me in the past so he's here to do it again? Fuck!

I watched him as he stayed below, waiting for him to go back to the surface. But he remained there, at the bottom of the pool.

"Are you stupid? Get out of the water!" I screamed. But he did not move.

I began to notice him become weaker as he stayed there longer. It started to make me feel uneasy.

"You're crazy! Get out of there now!" Now I sounded worried. My heart started to race because of fear that he might drown and die.

Shit!

He's been there for almost two minutes already and my face is now full of cold sweats. I was so anxious that I wanted so bad to jump into the water. But my pride is stopping me.

Fuck! My heart almost wants to get out of my chest. Why is he doing this?

He is really serious because he still haven't come out!

A few moments later, he was already floating on the surface, unconscious.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

I hurriedly jumped into the water to take him out of there.

Mew was heavy but because of adrenaline rush, I was able to carry him out of the water. All I wanted was to take him up so that he can breath.

But he wasn't breathing!

"Fuck, Mew! What did you do?" I almost cried. I gave him CPR that I remember during our ROTC training.

When he remained unresponsive after giving him chest compressions, that was when I cried. I tried to calm myself.

"You're stupid, Gulf! Look what you've done! You should have just listened to him!" I couldn't help but blame myself as I continued to give chest compressions.

"Fuck it, Mew! Wake up!" I cried loudly. I tried to give him air through his mouth but still nothing happened. He still wasn't breathing!

"One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three..." I resumed the chest compression but nothing changed.

I cried harder.

"Mew, please wake up! Don't be like this!" I begged, tears still flowing down my eyes. I tried giving him air again.

Yet, he still remained unresponsive. My body weakened as I started to lose hope. I couldn't do anything else but cry.