WARNING! This scene contains mature scenes. DO NOT proceed if it makes you uncomfortable.

Present Time...

Bernard

I was sipping the last of my whiskey when I saw who entered the bar where I was in. I saw the same shade of brown locks that has been evading my thoughts ever since I returned from a business trip abroad.

I have been wondering where I have seen her and why does she feels so familiar with me. Her scent was enough to confirm that I have been dreaming of the same woman from seven years ago.

I was searching for ways to see her again but I always found none. Not until, I returned from a long and nonsense trip.

I have been admiring her will to survive since college days and how she strived hard for herself as she matured into a beautiful adult. Her then sneering eyes became more fierce as time passed by and her smiles that automatically brighten someone else's day became even more radiant as she met gazes with her friends.

I barely had the chance to talk to her if it were not for the incident that happened about five years ago when someone aimed to hit on her here. At the exact same place.

Loud music filled the air and I began to notice a sea of bodies, particularly male ones, swarming towards her. I could not blame her. She is an epitome of a goddess. With her smooth and silky skin that shone under the lights, her long legs have their way of luring men to her traps.

For a moment, I thought they were pushing themselves to her and I was about to come to her aid but she was able to defend herself when a guy slouched in pain as she appeared to have kicked his crotch.

I had to chuckle at that. Man, she's feisty!

Suddenly, I found myself admiring her more. I wanted to introduce myself to her properly because the last time that we talked, she dismissed me so abruptly.

She misinterpreted me when I told her that I missed her. The look of shock and disbelief were evident in her face that night.

She remained mum while I broke the ice and tried to talk to her. She let me talk but no words came out from her mouth. It's like she was in a hurry to get out and leave me there.

I sighed as I recalled that painful night. I wanted to tell her that I won't be leaving her again.

We may not talk like friends or acquaintances but it will be better if at least, she will be civil about us. For old time's sake, maybe?

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Billy

I frustratingly switched the channels  to something sensible but found none. I stared at my legs and groaned at how useless I am for more than a year now.

I heard a knock on my door and I lazily called, "come in."

I was prepared to put a pokerface expression expecting to see Sarah today but found myself face-to-face with Nathalie. The woman I have been trying to avoid for some time now.

But, it seemed impossible as her daughter, Nadia, was constantly looking for me as if I am her father.

"Hey. Kumusta?" Nathalie asked in her soft voice. She approached me on my bed and sat on the chair beside me. Her face was only inches away from me as she stared at my face.

I avoided her stares and fixed my eyes on the window on my left.

"Hanggang kailan mo ako iiwasan?" She asked, her voice hoarse. "Paano si Nadia?"

It was my turn to look at her in disgust. My forehead creased in irritation at her words.

"The fuck are you talking about? Hindi ba ikaw ang nagtatak sa isip ni Nadia na ako ang ama niya kahit hindi naman? Why put the blame on me?" I raised my voice and her tears overflowed like waterfalls.

It was all I can do not to wipe it away. There's something in Nathalie that makes me want to take care of her than Sarah.

"P-pero..." She began again and I shook my head.

"Let's just stop this, please. Nakokonsensya na ako." I begged. This time, I can feel my own tears. "Mahal ko si Sarah. At masyado ko na syang nasasaktan."

"M-mahal?" Nathalie laughed despite tears. "Mahigit isang taon ka ng naglalaro ng apoy tapos sasabihin mo sa akin ngayon na mahal mo siya?"

I closed my eyes as I heard the painful truth coming out of her mouth. Truth hurts like shit.

"H-hindi mo sya mahal, Billy!" Nathalie yelled. "Dahil kung mahal mo sya, hinding-hindi ka matutukso sa akin! Hinding-hindi ka magpapatuloy sa gulong inumpisahan mo kung hindi mo din ginusto! Sarah deserved more! She deserved fucking more!"

"Oo! Tao lang ako!" I hollered back at her. "At pinagsisisihan kong nagpatukso ako sa'yo! Pero, binlackmail mo ako! Tinakot mo ako sa scandal na ipapakalat mo at ikasisira namin ni Sarah!" I couldn't hold it any longer. At that moment, I just want to burst. "At ngayon, masaya ka na? Nakikita mo na kaming sirang-sira?"

It looked like Nathalie had come to her senses and she began to sob again. She tried to hug me but I fought back. Until she find her way to snaked her arms around me and I saw myself crying on her shoulders.

"Mahal naman kita eh." Nathalie pleaded while hugging me. "Bakit hindi mo ako magawang mahalin? Ako na lang, Billy."

"You deserve to be love wholeheartedly, Nathalie. At hindi ako iyon." I said and pulled back from her embrace.

"For one last time, Billy, let's make love." Those were Nathalie's words as she locked her gaze with me.

Despite being paraplegic, I still have hard-on. I couldn't deny it. Her words aroused me.

Soon, I found her on top of me. And before I knew it, we can hear a loud crash and  deafening cry from the door.

It was Sarah.

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Awwiee.. 😭😭😭