Not everybody who uses drugs is like me..As a matter of fact, there are some who uses drugs as a recreation or a pass time..Some of these people lead good lives...healthy lives..These people are good people, nice people, responsible people, people who are worth loving and trusting..people who are worth taking care off...One of these people is COUSIN...cousin is an occasional user and yes part of the CLAN, cousin is youngest member of the clan (only 23 now). He lives alone and works in an advertising company. He happened to be good looking and tall hence, appearing in some of TV commercials and run way gigs. Cousin, is very friendly and accommodating that’s why everybody likes him! He is also loaded as a matter of fact, he doesn't need to work!..unlike me, cousin is conservative...he is my exact opposite..I hated him so much! I couldn’t understand why he is what he is...He is everything that I'm not! He is everything I want to be! I wanted to ruin his life! Why? Because he is living my dream life! I'm the one who should be in his shoes! I worked my way to be part of the Clan, I slept with mom and dad and blew dicks and ate pussy to be accepted! He on the other hand-didn't do shit! I'm gonna bring you down mother fucker! I thought..I'll hit you where it hurts...I forgot when but there is this one time I had to go home to Bulacan and as I say my goodbye to mom and dad, cousin jumped up and offered to give me a lift. Weird I thought...We never spoke to each other and now he is offering me a ride? I told him I’m going to Bulacan and that’s a long drive. "It's alright, I want to go on a road trip" he said...I gave in. This is going to be a long awkward road trip. We have nothing in common! Yea, so he drops and snorts cocaine occasionally but other than that, nothing! I could pretend to be sleeping but he needs to wake me up to ask for directions..While he was driving, we talked about people from the Clan, mom and dad then he asked me how long I was part of the Clan etc. etc...He talked about his life, I learned that he lived in New Zealand for 3 years with his mom. He came back to Manila because he got bored and lonely. I found out that he wants to open his own business someday and they he would soon be getting his Masters in one of the elite universities in Manila...I was thinking how lucky he is and how much I wanted to take over the wheel and crash it off the cliff or perhaps a post! He also asked about my life, I told him that I grew up in a province, the rural part of the province and my aunt raised me. I went to Manila at the age of 17 to live with my parents and sister who didn't really like me (that’s why they shipped me off in the 1st place)..I didn't know if it was the after math of the drugs that made me open up to him or was I was carried away because he was being too kind but I did share more than I have too. The thing with cousin is that, he is way too emotional and he started to cry..I hate it when someone cries! I don't cry, especially if I'm not alone! I'd rather eat chalk than cry! I got uncomfortable then he parked the car at side of NLEX and looked at me straight in the eye.."I'm sorry" he said.. my jaw dropped and I didn’t know what to say...It made me feel good hearing those words from him...For some reason I felt like he owes me an apology for living my dream life... how can someone I hate understand me!?!?!
"Shut up don't be cheesy!" finally, I managed to speak...He drove and we continued to talk..My hate towards him started to fade; I can't imagine someone so young (2years younger than i am) could be so fucking mature! When he got to our destination I told him I couldn't let him in because my aunt is a bitch and I didn’t want him to see me and my aunt shout at each other but before he left, I thanked him for the ride and promised that I will always protect him and will be loyal to him...As he drove off, I smiled and exhaled..At that moment I felt a little lighter..Thats how me and cousin became best friends..After that day we were inseparable..Untill this day, I am still intouch w/ Cousin, I'm still keeping my promise that I will always protect him and always be loyal to him...Cousin, you are one of the few people who showed me some respect...You never took advantage of me even though you know I was the clans "pet" and for that, I'm thankful...We'll grab a beer as soon as I've recovered
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