Chapter 13: Painful Truth

Due to the blurring of my eyes, I did not notice someone walking in the direction I was walking. 

 

"What the fuck?!" She shouted angrily at me. She also slapped me hard, causing me to feel dizzy for a while. 

 

"S-sorry .." I stuttered. I also bent down to pick up the things she had dropped. My long hair also covered my face as I did that. When I found all her belongings I slowly stood up to hand them to her. 

 

"I'm sorry again." I'm embarrassed to say. 

"S-sydney?" Her face was shocked. I even surprised too. 

"Belle?" 

"Oh my God! Sydney?" Her dull and furious face earlier was replaced by ecstasy. She immediately gave me a tight hug. I just stayed where I was. 

"Sorry! I'm sorry my dearest cousin!" She said sincerely, "Wait, are you crying? My God! How are you?" She continued. 

 

"Belle!" Aunt Fely's voice was deep. That means she's angry. At the same time, Belle and I were distracted by Aunt Fely's behavior. 

"What else are you doing there? C'mon!" 

"Mom! Sydney's here!" Belle ran to Aunt Fely and grabbed her by the other arm to lead her towards me. The expression I see now in Aunt Fely's eyes is shocked. 

 

"S-Sydney?" She stammered. If I'm not mistaken, I saw a streak of fear in her eyes...but she immediately erased it and replaced it with an inexplicable emotion.

 

"Belle, go to your fiancee's office. We'll just talk with your cousin." Belle nodded quickly at her mom. 

 

"Okay mom, I really miss him too." She said with a shudder. 

 

After Belle left, aunt Fely immediately grabbed my right arm and pulled me towards the comfort room. I was even surprised when she took me to the abandoned wash room. 

 

"How dare you to comeback and showed up to Andrew again? What a courage, bravo!" She said thrilled with anger. She also prick me and forced me to face her.

After all, I can fight her now. I mean, I could fight the pain she was doing to me but I still had respect for her as my mom's older sister. 

 

"You're still didn't learned, yet? My God!" Because of the anger she was releasing now so maybe her senses hurt because she barely swallowed it. 

 

"Why are you here in Belle's fiancee's office, huh? Don't tell me you got back together with him?" She was still furious. 

 

"Fiancee?" I asked confused. 

 

"Yes! Why?" She sighed as her eyes glazed over at me. 

"Since when?" I laugh at the question. 

"Ever since you disappeared." She rolled her eyes. I've always experienced my aunt hurting me physically ... but that's because of the mistakes I made and I understand that. But now ... it seems like too much. 

 

"Did you forced me and Andrew to separate because of Belle?" I asked her unbelievably. She did not utter a word. 

 

"Really aunt?" I was disappointed. 

 

"You know? Don't ask too many questions Sydney! All you have to do is never go back to Andrew's office! Just go back to the street, because that's where you fit in, isn't it?" I was stunned by the violent words coming out of her mouth now. She's not that Aunt Fely I've been with for almost two years. She's too far different from her. 

 

"And why should I do what you want?" There was no trace of fear in my question, but I had the courage to answer it. She gave me a loud slap. 

 

"You're really answering now, aren't you? Is that what you learned while living on the streets?" 

 

"Aunt!" Even if I try to fight Aunt Fely, I can't do anything. She completely tore the clothes I was wearing. Apart from being a big person, aunt Fely—she is also strong and I am nothing compared to her. 

"There! It's better for you to wear ragged clothes! You have no right to dress properly because you're a scumbag Sydney!" After she slapped me, she tore my clothes. 

"That's not the only thing I can do to you Sydney. Trust me!" After she said those words to me she left me. The pain in my cheek. I was dizzy because of the slaps she'd done to me. 

 

From what I found out I seemed to have an idea why Andrew and I broke up. Why he knows I aborted our child. It's aunt Fely. I quickly got up from my slump on the dirty tiles of the abandoned comfort room in the company of the Claverias. When I got close to the door I was so disappointed when I confirmed that it was locked. 

 

"Help! Help me get out of here!" I shouted loudly as its door slammed shut.

 

"Please! Help me out of here!" But no help came. 

 

"Help me!" I slammed the door again in case anyone heard that ... but no one came. I just sit down because I feel so tired. My whole body is weakening. I couldn't even breathe because of the excessive dust in it. 

 

"Help! ... please ... help me." My voice went from page to page as I continued to cry, hoping there might someone would hear my pleading voice. Someone could hear me asking for help. I stood up when I finally heard someone open the door. 

 

"Sydney!" Finally someone came to help me. Finally someone heard my plea. 

 

"Michelle!" I immediately hugged her. I miss her. We haven't spoken in almost four days. I'm not mad at her, ahe just felt sorry for Drew and me. She's my bestfriend since we were in Palawan. 

 

"God! What happened to you? Why are your clothes so torn? Oh my God!" She quickly took off her corporate jacket and put it on me. 

 

"T-thank you, Mich." I weakly say. 

 

"I'll take you to the hospital!" She said confused but I quickly stopped her. 

 

"Don't. I'll just go home." I said. 

 

"Who did this to you? It's a good thing I'm from the opposite comfort room and I'm carrying those duplicate keys!" I smiled at her weakly. 

 

"Thank you for your help. You're such an angel." I said smiling. She suddenly burst into tears at what I said. Suddenly she hugged me tightly too. 

 

"I missed you so much Syd!" She said again while wiping her tears. 

 

"Who did this to you?" She repeats. 

 

"Someone I thought who would never do it. Someone I trust ... and most of all, someone I treat as a mother." 

 

My answer broke my heart so much. I considered her my real mother despite the fact that she often hurt me. I trusted her like how I trusted my mom. 

 

"I knew it!" She said angrily before I was allowed to get out of the place where Aunt Fely imprisoned me.