EPISODE 61 EIGHT YEARS OF SADNESS

MY DREAM didn't calm me down, so I went home to Manila without saying goodbye to Mama Cha.
"Tejie? Tej?"
I started shouting as soon as I entered the house. I noticed that there seemed to be no one in the house today. Not even the two maids are there, nor is Trina's gardener.
"Tejie? Tej?"
I ran all over the house but everything was empty. I went up to the room, in Tejie's room, and into the backyard.
"Where are the people here?"
I looked in the phonebook for the contact numbers of our housemates. I was about to call someone when I heard the gate suddenly open and a car was coming. When I heard that they had entered and got out of the car, I quickly walked out.
"Huh? Cl — Clint?" Trina said, shocked. "You—when did you come, Clint?"
Her face was full of surprise, but she was even more surprised when I saw Jet still in the driver's seat.
"You motherfuckers!" I dashed at him.
"Clint no!" Trina shouted and immediately blocked me.
"Leave me alone, you motherfucker! Let me go! Don't make me forget who you are!" I yelled at her after shaking her.
I turned to Jet and tried to pull him out of the car. He will not be able to get out and start the car because the gate is already closed.
"You motherfucker! Umn! Get out of there!" I kept pulling him out, but he had a strong grip on the steering wheel and was still trying to close the car door on me. "I'm gonna fuckin' rip you off!"
"Clint, please don't! This is not the right time for that! Clint! Clint!" Trina shouted at the same time, pulling me too.
Trina got rid of me. Jet closed the car door. I moved quickly and looked for something to throw at the car. My movements are no longer clear to me because I'm already messed up. I simply picked up the scattered pots and beat them one by one on the car's windshield in order to break it and let Jet out! I can't stop myself any longer. They both reacted the same way because I know they know why I'm acting this way. I knew that the news had reached them and that I already knew what was happening.
I can hear Jet yelling at Trina to open the gate because he was about to start the car. And when I saw Trina hurrying to go to the gate...
"Umn! Umn! Fuck! I'm gonna kill you!" I punched the car windows on the drivers' seat, one after the other.
Trina stopped running and screamed at what I did. "Clint! Clint, please! That's enough please!" She cried out.
I tried to open the car to get Jet out. I don't care what happens to me, as long as I know that I want to hurt Jet, I want to beat him. My entire right arm was almost torn when I broke it inside, so I could grab Jet, who was already running out the other side of the door.
"Clint! Aaaah!" Trina is still weaning. "Stop it! Look at your arm! Clint! It's bleeding!"
My right arm is bleeding. It's almost torn from the size of the scratch it got from scrubbing the broken glass. My long hair is messy and my white t-shirt is almost dirty. There was simply no place for any other emotion in me at that time. I don't care if my arm hurts or falls off as long as the important thing is that I can hold Jet. When I opened the car door, I immediately grabbed him by his clothes and pulled him out.
"Ugh! You motherfucker!"
"Clint, stop it!" Jet shouted as he crossed my hand and tried to pull away.
He gave me a strong kick so that I let go of his clothes.
"Jet run!" Trina shouted.
Jet was about to run, but I reached for him and immediately threw him into the car after punching him one after another.
"You fuckers!"
"Ugh! Clint, stop! Tejie is in the hospital. Stop that or you could kill Jet! Aaah! Clint!Please.."
"Huh?! Huh?" I stopped doing it. "Tejie? In the hospital?" My eyebrows meet even more. "What happened to my son, you motherfuckers!? aaah!"
I grabbed Jet by the hair and then hit his face on the car window that I broke.
"Clint! Stop! Trina shouted. That's enough! That's enough, Clint. Please. Let me explain. Aah!" I saw that Trina was still holding her stomach while she was on her knees from crying so much.
I no longer feel any emotions at those times. I feel very strong because Jet is bigger than me, but he can't hit me no matter what he does. I don't even care what the outcome of my actions is, as long as I want to hurt him.
"I'm going to kill you, you fuck!! Umn!" I said to Jet in awe.
I kept hitting him on the car windshield, which was currently permanently broken at the time.I could clearly see how the blood flowed down Jet's face.
Trina sat down on the pavement. "Clint, that's enough, please. Stop!Huuu!" she cried.
"Haaah! Hah! Haaah!"
When I saw that Jet was almost unconscious and his face was really bloodied, I also stopped.
"That's not enough for the eight years you stole from me! Phew!" I spit on Jet.
Trina moved quickly as Jet slumped to the floor.
"Where is Tejie? You motherfucker! Where is he? Where's my son?" I got closer to her and held her face. I'm so mad at her that I really want to twist her arm.
"At South Medical Center, he's in the ICU. Huu.. Clint! Sorry!" Trina is still clinging to my leg.
My body shook when I heard it. "What— why? What happened to him?" I kept holding back my tears.
"He was— in a coma..Hmp! I'm sorry Clint!" she cried.
"What the fuck? What did you do?" I paused to clear my throat. "What did I do to you, Trina?" I said breathlessly. "What have you done to me? Fuck!"
She gripped my leg even tighter. "Clint, sorry."
"Because of what you did, Mama Cha left me carrying my real son! Hmn! Do you know that until now, Clyde has been carrying a pain that he shouldn't have? Because of what you fuckers did! My real son is still suffering! His life isn't normal because of that fuckin' heart failure!"
"Clint, sorry, I'm so sorry. Please.." she keeps on pleading.
"You can't get away with this!"
"Clint! I'm pregnant! I do not want to go to jail. Huuu! Clint, sorry! Sorry! Huuu!" Trina cried aloud.
I walked away without even looking back.
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