Chapter 3 CHAPTER 3: A damsel in distress

“VINCENT? What is the meaning of this?” I gripped the clothing I was holding.

They were immediately alarmed and separated. Maricar grabbed the blanket to wrap around her body.

“You look like a sister to me, Maricar. Then this is what you will do to me? How long have you been fooling me?” I nailed my eyes to Maricar but she doesn’t look like regretting it. She is smiling stealing my boyfriend.

“A-Angela, I-I can explain…” Vincent said to me.

“Explain your foot! I still thought you were busy because you didn't go to our schedule. That's why you're busily flirting with my sister. Of all the women, Maricar! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?”

“It’s all your fault, Angela. You are plain, dull, bland. You don't even know how to kiss.”

I am trying to have the strength to keep myself from falling on my knees. “I love you so much, Vincent. I give you almost everything and then this is how you repaid me?”

Vincent came up to me and pulled my hair, making my face up. “Don’t be full of yourself, Angela. , I was only forced because of your kindness. ”

“I-I accept everything, Vincent. I will accept everything. Just please tell me that you love me…”

But I never heard anything from Vincent. Even worse, he kicked me out of his condo apartment and changed the code of his condo immediately.

He didn't even fight for me. He sided more with that snake b*tch. I did everything for him since college. I even make his projects, reports, and thesis. Name it all. I do everything to help him then this is what will happen.

I can’t accept that the thing I’m working on is only that filthy-woman will get benefitted after all. Vincent is mine. I will never allow her to get Vincent from me.

The next day I waited at the restaurant where he worked. He was promoted two months ago. As soon as I entered, I saw Maricar there and she was flirting with Vincent. I even give them a warning look when they see me enter the entrance door of the restaurant.

"What are you doing here?" Vincent almost whispered to me as he approached me and grabbed my arm. “Didn't I tell you, we're done? You have no going back, Angela. ”

“Please… Whatever I do, Vincent. Just come back to me. Isn't it, I'm the one you love and not Maricar? You only approach her because of her body, right? Please tell her.”

I gazed at Maricar in an instant when the snake, I mean she approached and spoke. “Are you insane? Isn't it obvious that he doesn't really like you at all, Angela? You are like her old grandmother, dull and bland,” she even crosses her arms while stating that.

“That is not true! I love Vincent. You are the traitor! It's just a coincidence that I can't give my purity so he came to you.”

She approached Vincent and anchored it tightly to his arm. “How hypocrite! Go on and dream, girl. I will not stop you. Don't expect him to come back to you. He won’t come back to you as long as you look like that.” She even looks at me from head to toe. “Right honey?”

I burst into tears when I saw Vincent nod. For the second time, Vincent pushed me away like a rag. I could do nothing, nor could I fight him. I can't even say how much I love him. We’re almost a year away, we can’t even have it celebrated.

I clenched my fist, full of hatred. Full of anger in my chest, anger for Maricar. She just used me for her benefit. That's why he approached me to steal my boyfriend. She even didn’t know that stealing is a crime. With the extreme pain, I felt, I want to take my heart out to squeeze until the pain goes away or put it in anesthesia.

I'm already on the road. Walking and I didn’t know where I was heading. I only know one. It hurts so much that I wanted to stab Maricar in her chest too. I never thought my sister could do that. As a matter of fact, I am not related to her. I always notice that her brother, Tommy has something carnal intention towards me.

I didn't know where I was until my phone rang. I’m forced to answer that even when I’m not in the mood. “H-Hello”

"Is this Angela Roberts?" the man on the other line asks.

“Yes speaking, how can I help you?” I started to get nervous. I started to feel like he will tell me some sort of bad news.

“I got your contact number with your father’s identity card, it was indicated here that you are his daughter. Your father is dead on arrival in the hospital, because of the accident.”

My hands started to tremble as the man on the other line giving me the information. “W-What do you mean? This can’t be. Where is my father?” My voice croaked at my question.

If I was in tears because of Maricar's stealing of my fiancè, I cried, even more, when I arrived rushing at the said hospital from the man I was talking to on the phone, assist me to get there.

When I arrived at the hospital the man give me my father’s items inside in a plastic zip. “This is the victim's things. He looks like being hit and run. ” I received my father’s items when he gives them to me.

The man slowly opened the blanket over that body and I was almost clinging to the metal bed when I recognized the man covered in the blanket. No one else but my father. He was lying lifeless in the cold metal.

“D-Dad? N-No! Please, no! This can’t be.” I was sprawled on the floor when I saw the body of my poor father right in front of me. There was a large head wound might be when his head smashed at the windshield of his car.

My father is dead. I have no one now. I am alone. Vincent left me and now, my father.

My hands were shaking that I could not accept these events. It felt like in a blink of an eye, I lost everything.