"IHA, I offer my condolences," I heard it, but I wasn't in the mood to talk.
I wanted to know what happened. Why did Dad die? He wasn't sick; he was healthy and always exercised.
"What happened to Dad? Why did he die?" I asked with a cold voice.
All our household staff were here to comfort me, but no one cared.
"He had an accident. His car hit a post, dear," Manang said with a bowed head.
"They brought him here immediately, but he lost too much blood, dear. That's what the doctor said," Manang added softly.
I fell silent because I still couldn't believe what was happening. We went home first because we needed to prepare for Dad's wake and burial.
I'm in my room now, unable to stop my tears from falling and finding it hard to breathe. I wanted to lose control and cry loudly, but I remembered what Dad told me.
"You look ugly when you cry." I wanted to hear his voice again.
I wiped away my tears when I heard a knock on the door. I took a deep breath.
"Come in."
"Dear, have something to eat first. Let's go downstairs," Manang said, smiling, but it was a bitter smile that I returned.
"You miss him already, don't you?" Manang said tearfully, but I felt my own tears fall.
"Manang, I won't be able to be with him anymore… Manang, Dad's gone. He left me," and I broke down.
I felt Manang hug me. "Dear, you need to be strong, because you only have yourself now. But I'm here to help you."
"Your father's wake will start tomorrow," she said softly, and I just nodded.
"Can you leave me alone for now?" I asked, and I heard the door close as I collapsed on my bed, tears streaming down my face.
"WHERE is the Mayor's daughter? Why isn't she here?"
"Yes, today is her father's burial, right?"
"She still can't accept that her father is gone."
"Poor girl…"
I heard whispers from those attending the burial. It was Dad's burial day, but here I am, far away. I couldn't bear to see how he would be buried, how he would finally leave me.
I turned away and suppressed my sobs as I started walking away. I took a deep breath.
"Goodbye, Dad," I said with a trembling voice.
I didn't know where my feet were taking me, but all I knew was that I was walking away from the cemetery where my Dad was buried. I miss him.
I found myself hugging myself as I felt the cold wind. I looked around and saw a bar, so I went inside to warm up.
I closed my eyes against the noise and loud music. I sat in front of the waiter, or whatever he was. It was my first time in a bar even though I was 19. As long as there's a long table and plenty of alcohol, I didn't care about any of it.
"What's yo–"
"Just give me alcohol," I said abruptly, and the waiter nodded.
After a while, the waiter returned and placed a glass of water in front of me.
"Hey, that's just water!" I frowned, so he frowned back.
"Try it first, miss," the waitress added.
I didn't hesitate to drink it, and it was good. "Another one!" I said without hesitation, and he nodded.
"Another one!" I kept drinking.
"Another one!" I said. "Is the world spinning or is it an earthquake?" I closed my eyes, wanting to drink more.
"1k pesos, Miss."
"Keep the change."
"I only need you for my friend who is all about studying and working. Looks like he'll like you, haha," he laughed.
But what did he say?
I didn't understand.
"What did you say?" I pointed to his chest.
I felt myself being lifted up, but the earthquake continued around me, so I just closed my eyes because my vision was getting blurry.
"I still want to drink!" I pushed, and then I felt something soft on my back.
And it felt good to sleep; I immediately felt sleepy.
I heard the door close, meaning the man who brought me here had left. What was that for?
I threw myself on the bed and unbuttoned the three buttons of my blouse because it was a bit hot. I couldn't resist and took it off completely and closed my eyes.
"I'm fvcking hot, Baby," I heard, but I didn't know who it was.
I felt someone on top of me and felt their breath on my face. I tried to open my eyes and stared at his beautiful eyes.
Was he seducing me?
It seemed like he wanted to do something to me because of the desire in his eyes.
"I want you," I heard before he kissed me gently.
I put my hand on his neck to deepen our kiss, and it became more intense.
"Fvck," he groaned, and I stopped moaning when he kissed my neck.
I also felt his hand on my chest, and he played with it, making me moan because of it.
"Moan," I moaned when he touched me.
He lifted my body to take off all my lower clothes, and he looked at me while approaching my face.
"It's beautiful," he said between breaths.