They Died
Funny how life plays with you. One moment you’re looking at yourself living the life you dreamed of. Then another day comes, it all fades away.
”Alia, we have to clean your wound.”
I made my strides fast because I didn’t want Angelo to follow me. He didn’t sense that. Instead, he grabbed my wrist to stop me.
”Fuck off!” I shrugged his hands.
I saw how his eyes widened a little because of my sudden violence. He can’t blame me. All I heard was too much. I still can’t process everything that I heard and now he’s crowding me.
”I just want to help you with your wound.” he said.
”I don’t fucking care!” I shouted harshly. “Drive me back before my bodyguard would even cut your throat.” I said out of anger.
His expression didn’t even change.
”You think I’ll be scared? That would be better.”
My nose flared. I don’t have the strength to have another rally of words . I’m so fed up that all I could do was to palm my face.
Slowly, my sobs escaped and I tried to stop it. I’m so tired.]After hearing all of those, I feel like I’m suddenly lost.
”Let’s go inside.” he invited me like there’s nothing wrong.
”Why did you even bring me here!? You fucking liar!” I said with tears falling and my anger burst to him.
”When did I lie to you?” he said with no emotion.
I wanted to rally another set of words but I realized he’s right. When did he even lie to me? More like, he hid these things from me.
”So that’s it? You failed to make an ally with me so now you’re using my father against Aciel? I can’t believe you! You are evil!”
”Oh yes, I am. Whatever you want to call me. Let’s fucking get inside and clean your wounds.”
I couldn’t say anything more. I just palmed my eyes to catch all the tears that’s due to frustration. He grabbed my wrist and opened the door. He harshly let go of me, I wasn’t able to fight back anymore. This is so damn frustrating.
”I have a medicine kit here.” his first words when he got inside. Like as if I care?
”When did you find my father? And why the hell did you know about all these things huh? You plan this all out! You plan this from the very start.”
He didn’t say anything. He just proceeded to rummage through the kit. I watch him with my angry eyes. When he tried to reach for the side of my lips I slapped his hands to make a statement.
”I’m not trying to play with you. Answer me, Angelo. What is this all about? Because honestly, I don’t get you! I don’t get why you are doing all these! Why are you using me and my family to get into your inside jobs and to fulfill your wicked revenge?”
He gritted his teeth. His eyes that’s hiding in his hair are more visible now. I can sense coldness and sadness in it. But it’s covered with emotionless eyes that’s so familiar to me.
”You want to know? Why? All you heard a while ago isn’t enough?“
I didn’t answer. I was just breathing so heavily because of suppressed emotion.
”Shouldn’t you be just thankful because you get to know all the truth now? I made it all easy for you.”
”Who are you?” I asked out of the blue.
”I’m the evil man you knew. Isn’t that what you called me a while ago?”
My anger boiled more. “Answer me properly or else you’ll end up behind bars as well.”
He smirked. “Criminals get in jail. I’m not afraid of that, because I’m not a criminal. I only look for the right ones.”
My eyes blinked in so much frustration but I remained calm, even though deep inside I’m burning with anger.
”I’m Angelo -- Angelo Cooper. I’m the adopted son of the late Coopers who owns the Skytouch Company. Ever heard of that?”
My eyes squinted with that short information he told me. It sounds like a normal introduction but the name of that company rang a bell inside my head. And when I realized it, my mind was struck by another wave of shock again.
”My foster parents, that's all I have died with all the debts left.”
I shook my head remembering all the research we did a few months ago, way-way back when I’m still planning my revenge. Skytouch, Evans Steel. It all comes into one.
”My father killed himself. And my mother died from cardiac arrest. And then I was left with all the problems and debt. Any more questions?
”Don’t tell me…”
”Of course I would tell you. Yes. What you’re thinking is right. Aciel Evans was blaming the wrong people this whole time. He bankrupted their company and died due to their suffering. Your father who killed his parents because of your mother’s affair with his father is living freely out here while my foster parents suffered from all of these and died pitifully. Now tell me, if we’re the same.”
His eyes were bloodshot. I wasn’t able to speak, all I did was stare at his eyes full of anger and loneliness.
”Now fucking tell me!” he slammed his steering wheel and I jumped from my seat because of shock.
All I did was look at him with so much shock in my eyes. I was speechless. For the first time I felt like I’m the wrong one and I was to blame. I saw how he wiped his tears angrily, like he’s so disgusted to cry like that. He’s immediately coping up, all I can see in his face is anger.
”I’m sorry.” I uttered under my breath.
”Stop telling me that. I don’t need anyone’s pity.”
I sighed and wiped my tears.
”Now go and tell Evans that your father is out here. I had him traced.” he said nonchalantly.
And that time I knew it was not easy. I knew that doing that would cost our relationship. He knew it was not easy for me. And for that part I hated him.
