Chapter 15

WARNING:SPG

HIS POV (COLLATERAL)

"Open your legs wider."i gritted my teeth while thrusting in and out of her.

Women would usually give me a head before I fuck them hard and rough on the wall.

She did what I've ordered her to do and dug her long nails on my shoulders.

"Fuck!" I hissed and thrusted more. Our skins slapping loud.

I really hated them leaving marks on my body but I couldn't complain anymore.

But for sure, this would be the last time she'll have me.

She shouted my name deliriously before feeling her walls clenched for her orgasm.

Then I withdrew my cock and released mine.

I wasn't a selfish bastard. I let them have their orgasm too.

I let her go and she fell on the floor.

She was spent and tired.

She looked well fucked.

I smirked and pulled the rubber off me. I am always careful when I fuck women.

I would never wanted some whore carrying my child.

My mind was only set to one girl that I would have. Once she's eighteen.

"Get out. I'm done." I coldly said then went to the shower.

The hot shower usually relaxes me after a night long fucking.

I was just cleaning my cock when a pair of skinny arms went round my chest. Then she pressed her chest on me.

I elbowed her in my reflex then I heard her cry in pain.

"What the hell?"she shouted.

"Fuck! Cant you wait for me to finish?"i asked annoyed then pushed her out of the shower room.

She shouted at me angrily then slapped her hand on the glass wall.

Women! Fucking hell!

I quickly finished my shower then went out of the room.

I could see that she was pissed. Her arms were cross and was tapping her foot.

I grimaced then went passed her.

"Aren't you going to say sorry? You son of a bitch!"

I looked at her. My mood totally went from bad to worst.

"Yes. I'm a son of a bitch. Got any problem?"i asked. My voice as cold as ice.

If I could only choke her to death I would do it in a snap.

I took her out just to relieve myself from stress but I guessed I was looking at the wrong place.

I cracked my neck then walked towards her.

I saw fear consuming her whole being. She started shaking but stood her ground.

"I want you out of my unit in two minutes woman." I whispered. Disgusted at her then pulled my towel behind her.

"Really Coles? After the fucking we had you're kicking me out of your unit at the wee hours of the night? Really?" She asked exasperatedly.

"Really." I said firmly then left the bathroom. Still dripping wet.

"Fucking whore." I whispered then went straight to my walk in closet.

"Dude! Tita Charlene asked me about you." Peter said after tapping my shoulders.

We were in one of my colleagues bar.

I just decided to invite my friends since I didn't know how to dodge Charlene, the woman who unfortunately gave birth to me.

"You should've told her I'm currently in hell. Where she couldn't reach me." I murmured.

I drank my shot glass then looked around. I probably needed another whore to make me forget about that woman.

"Don't be too harsh. She's still your mother."

I grunted and lifted my hand to stop him from talking.

"There's no way I would want to associate myself to her."

When a light hit a group of women looking at us, I smirked.

Bingo.

Before I could stand up, they excitedly came up to us. Like they waited for me to notice them.

Beside me on the left was Lindsey. He was massaging his temple. He looked like a wreck. I knew what's happening to him. I knew about his problem.

I knew everything.

"Hey handsome." A woman touched my stiff shoulders then placed her hand on my chest. I looked at her with my eyebrow shot up. She wasn't bad. Tall, skinny, almost bony and a plastic. She was wearing a skimpy black dress.

Well, pussy is pussy. Couldn't complain.

"Looking for some hot stuff tonight?"she lowered her head then whispered another question.

I cracked my neck then took another shot.

Wrong move whore.

I never wanted them setting the rules.

I never allowed them to tell me what to do.

Women should always be beneath men.

Because they're a fucked up creatures.

"I'm with my friends." I answered in my dead tone. Totally lost interest on her.

"What about your place then?"she drawled.

I shook my head firmly.

"No thanks. Go get some other cock. Mine's not interested." I said bluntly.

I felt her backed away.

I'm fucked up because Charlene made me like this.

And I hated every disgusting bit of myself.

I was standing at the bottom of our staircase when my Mommy came down with a big luggage. 

My Daddy followed.

"Let me go. I'm sick of this house. I'm sick of you!"my mommy shouted at him.

"No please. You can't do that." My daddy begged. He even pulled my mom's luggage and kneeled down on his bended knees.

"I'll do my best baby.. let me take care of it."

"Don't make it hard of me Christian! I want out."

"I-I love you.. c-can you give me another chance? We'll live far away if you don't want to be near my mom. Just please.."my dad's cries broke my young heart.

I couldn't stand still. I wanted to help daddy to keep my mommy with us.

I could feel that she would leave without us. Her children.

"Mommy, please stay with us?"

Both of them snapped their heads towards me. My father stood up and held my mommy's arm.

"Not in front of our child baby."he pleaded.

My mommy just pulled her luggage and went down the stairs. Ignoring my daddy's pleas.  My daddy followed.

"Coles, I'm so sorry anak. But I have to do this." Her eyes were full of sorrow. She kneeled in front of me and hugged me tight.

"Dadalaw ako anak. Pangako."her tears rolled down her cheeks when she let go of me.

My vision got blurred from my own tears. 

I hated seeing my mom cry so I nodded while wiping my eyes. She didn't need another burden in her way so I should just wait for her to come back.

"Always remember that you and Travis are my treasures. I love you." She choked from her cries so I hugged her again.

"Mom.. please don't cry. We'll wait for you." I said.

She looked at my face again then smiled sadly.

"Be a good boy so Daddy won't have hard time. Okay Kuya?"she said affectionately and hugged me once more.

"I promise mommy." My ten year old me answered.

When she stood up and turned towards the door, I looked at Daddy who was crying  while following my mommy.

My daddy who was a strong man looked so weak. Vulnerable.

So I decided to toughen up for my mom. For my Dad and my little brother Travis.

I did everything for my mom to be proud of me. In each achievement I made, I hoped that she would finally show herself up.

But it never happened.

She lied.

She never came back.

Then I heard from my grandma that she was with another man. Reason she couldn't see us. For the last five years.

I started hating her. My heart became bitter and full of hatred.

I even treated all the girls I came across with hatred.

I disengaged myself from everyone. 

I went from being a good boy to a bad one.

I looked for fights. I was out of hand.

But in each trouble I made, my daddy never said anything. Never scolded me. Never reprimanded me.

I woke up one night with my throat dry so I went downstairs only to find my Daddy crying over my mommy's picture.

He was talking to her photo while drinking.

I felt pity towards him. I felt ashamed at the same time.

I knew how hard it was for my Daddy to balance his work and his family. And I, on the other hand was giving him more problems.

From that night, I thought of things how to improved myself.

I would be better. I would change for the better.

A year had passed by.

My grandma died of heart attack. The only woman I respected and love so much went away too.

Then suddenly, my mother came back and tried to take us back.

As if we were some things that didn't have any emotion.

I nearly went back to my fucked up self, but sex became my saving grace.

I used girls as my outlet.

I found banging them therapeutic.

Sex. Sex and more sex.

I could feel my power over them. How they beg for me to fuck them.

I got addicted to it that whenever I'm angry, I'll just get a girl and fuck her brains out until I emptied myself.

It went on for two more years..

I was smoking a cigarette outside our house when I heard footsteps coming towards the bench.

I looked at her direction and saw a chubby young girl holding two chocolate cupcakes. She was bouncing with happiness and excitement.

I smiled thoughtlessly. I couldn't turn my head away from her.

She was indeed so adorable.. and pretty with her red chubby cheeks, dark brown curls, round little eyes, small turned up nose and pink lips.

She looked like an angel.

She ate one and sat on the stone bench.

She peeled another one then exclaimed happily.

"Ang sarap!" Then she looked around.

She caught me watching her. We locked gaze and I instantly felt my heart skip a beat.

I didn't notice I was holding my breath when she smiled.

My breathing became harsh.

How on earth a little girl could make me feel like this?

"This is not good place to eat your cupcakes."I suddenly found my voice.

"No inglis..No inglis!" She said while shaking her head.

She divided her cupcake in half and extended it to me.

"Gusto mo po Kuya Pogi?"she asked with her innocent eyes.

I walked towards her and sat on the same bench as hers.

I could smell the faint cologne she was wearing.

I suddenly felt weird.

I took her cupcake and looked at her round eyes. Gleaming with happiness.

"Yey! Masarap po yan Kuya Pogi. Mamaya kukuha ulit ako para sayo. Ang daming handa sa loob. Bakit nasa labas ka? Magugutom ka nyan. Saglit! Kukuhanan kita."she said not stopping.

I smiled at her. I just couldn't stop smiling when she's around.

I let her dashed towards our house and in about a minute or so she came back with plate full of sweets.

I laughed to myself.

Damn this little girl.

"Kuya Pogi!! Ang daming pagkain oh!"she hopped happily.

She sat back on her seat and put the plate on the bench. Her cute white fingers grazed my thigh.

Something in me warned me about her.

"Hati po tayo! Marami pa doon! Kain ka na po!"she giggled and took one cupcake and handed it to me.

I just looked at the half cupcake in my hand.

"Ay..hindi mo pa kinakain? Masarap po yan."she said pouting.

I shook my head then popped the sweet cake in my mouth.

She giggled again and clapped her hands.

She took another one and handed it to me.

For some reason, I couldn't say no to her.

She was like Shanelle. Ashmere's little sister.

"Kuya Pogi, sorry hindi po ako maalam sa inglis pero best in attendance ako."stuffing herself with too many sweets.

I had to pull her hand away before she could get another sweet.

Jesus. This girl was impossible!

"Eat slowly baby girl." I said while watching her chew her food.

"Okay po."she nodded then chew slowly.

Good girl.

My heart beat fast when she looked at me in the eyes. I looked away.

I couldn't understand myself.

She was just a child for Pete's sake!

Nobody could make me feel uncomfortable with their stares.

I stupidly watched her every move when she stood up and walked in front of me.

She was really like an angel. With her innocence and purity.

She then pointed her forefinger at my eyes.

"Kuya Pogi ang ganda po ng mga mata nyo. San nyo po yan nabili?"she asked cutely.

My life had fucked me so good that I think I'm going crazy talking to a young girl and feeling something towards her that I never thought I have.

"It's real." I answered hoarsely.

She pouted her lips and looked at me intently.

I had to look away because it felt like she was reading my soul.

I felt ashamed..

I wondered how old was she.

I shook my head when something crazy came into my head.

"How old are you baby girl?"i inquired then  pushed myself to look into her eyes that were sparkling with curiosity.

"I was.. I will be .. ay mali. I am ten years old po. How about you Kuya Pogi?"

I nodded.

"I'm eighteen. What's your name?"

"Megan Arissa Tamara Relano. Megan para maikli. Nakakahingal po kasi kapag tatawagin nyo ako sa buo kong pangalan. Kayo po Kuya Pogi?"she was looking at me with a hint of admiration.

Admiration? I wanted to laugh at myself.

Once she found out what I was doing, i bet she would never look at me like this.

But I felt my chest tightened with that thought.

"C-Coles."

"Ah okay po! Bakit kayo malungkot? May nakaaway po ba kayo? May girlfriend naba kayo at nagbreak kayo? Nakuu!!Sayang naman. May kilala po ako, kaibigan ko. Sobrang bait non, baka po gusto nyo lang?"she said not stopping for a breath.

I chuckled and put my hand on top of her head.

"Not that I think of. I don't do girlfriend baby girl." I said patting her soft curls.

She nodded her head quickly.

"Bakit po kayo mag isa dito? Tapos yong magaganda nyo pong mga mata malungkot. Kaya ko nga po kayo kinuhanan ng cupcakes kasi kapag malungkot ako, ito ang nagpapasaya sa akin. Gusto nyo pa po ba?"she offered.

I smiled bitterly.

If that could only help me, I would definitely eat all the sweets in this world.

I shook my head once again and continued caressing her curls.

"Wag po kayong mag alala! Lilipas din yan. Tapos makakahanap na rin kayo ng magiging girlfriend nyo. Mapili po ba kayo sa mga babae?"she said then hugged me.

I was taken a back. I nearly fell backwards.

She hugged me tightly and started sniffing my neck.

My body responded quickly.

I tensed up and tried to peel her off me.

But she just giggled and that made me groaned in frustration.

Damn this little girl.

"Kung gusto nyo po, ako na lang ang magiging girlfriend nyo. Promise po magiging good girl ako para hindi na kayo malungkot!"she let me go and clasped her hands together.

She looked at me expectantly.

I nodded like an idiot.

"Yey! Sasabihin ko kay mommy and daddy na may boyfriend na ako! Na spokening dollars! Kuya Pogi saglit ah! Kukuha na rin po ako ng pagkain ko. Gusto nyo pong dalhan ko kayo?"she said joyously.

I shook my head.

I could see that she loves to talk and to eat.

I stood up and stared at her.

"Let's get in then." I offered my hand and she took it quickly.

She squeezed my hand and smiled broadly.

My heart fucking skipped another beat again.

"Ang gwapo naman ng boyfriend ko!!"then she hopped.

I shook my head.

She was a breath of fresh air.

I supposed, i need her in my life.

I was sitting on the couch with my Gran and his friend Lolo Manuel when my father came in.

I was holding a flute and tilted it slowly.

I watched the bubbling liquid move.

I glanced up when I heard another man came in.

Must be Lolo Manuel's son.

Megan's father. Miguelito.

I smiled deviously.

We shook hands and sat down on the couch.

They started talking about business and I gave them some information about my project.

They all nodded. Amazed.

Whatever I do, I aimed for the best.

And I wouldn't settle for less.

I smirked to myself.

And I wanted something from them.

I looked at Tito Miguelito who was busy talking to my Gran.

"Kumpadre, nagkaroon kami ng konti problema sa negosyo kaya baka maantala ang pagbabayad namin."Lolo Manuel said apologetically.

I shook my head and listened to them.

"How can we be sure you will be able to pay your debt Sir Relano."my father inquired politely.

The old man stopped talking and looked at my father.

"I will give all my properties as a collateral Hijo. I can ask my son here to get all of the papers and sign it."

"There's no need for you to do that Kumpadre. We've been friends for a long time and for sure, this will be over soon."Gran said dismissively.

"Business is business Gran."i said sternly.

All the men looked at me.

"As far as I'm concerned, with the way your business is doing, it isn't really in a good position." I looked at Tito Miguelito again and back to Lolo Manuel.

"That's good young man. You trained your grandson well Kumpadre."

"I want Megan as your collateral." I said darkly.

He stopped and looked at me seriously.

"And why is that young man?" His voice thundered.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"If you trusted your company enough, you wouldn't hesitate to make this deal Lolo Manuel."

"Fair enough. Give me the papers then." I stood obligingly.

When I was about to pick up the papers I heard Tito Miguelito's refusal.

"Don't worry Migs. I got this. And even if it's not, Coles will be a good provider for our Megan."

"Pero dad, hindi naman makatarungan na kailangan si Megan ang collateral, I'll give my properties and businesses too."he said in a heated voice.

"We'll talk about this later Hijo."Lolo Manuel said dismissively.

I met Tito Miguelito's gaze and he looked like he wanted to kill me.

I smiled a little.

I would get what I want.

By hook or by crook.