"I'm coming home, Mom. I can't tolerate him anymore." I said while gritting my teeth.
I told her I want to go home and she refused dahil gusto niya kong maging espiya niya kay Dad? Damn, I can't take it seeing him with other women.
"Where are you now, Castielle Angelo? Wala kana sa New York?" Mom asked nervously.
I got my cappuccino in a tray to find a table in the coffee shop. I'm already in the Philippines but I would never say it to her. Alam kong pagagalitan niya lang ako and she would cry and my conscience would f**k the hell out of me.
My parents really sucked. They have a f*****g misunderstanding. Someone told Dad that Mom got another man here in the Philippines at para makaganti ay nambabae rin. I witnessed how my Dad drowns himself with alcohol and that's just sucks.
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