Just Because It Happened

Chapter One: Misery.

Chapter One: Misery.

“Vander, I’m so sorry. . .”

The moment my Mom said sorry to me, I know that there’s something unfortunate happened. My mind began to overthink and my heart feels so tight.

“W-what is it?” I stuttered.

“I’m so sorry s-sweetheart, I’m really sorry!”  She started to cry. I don’t know how to react, why is she saying sorry? It makes me feel nervous.

“Mom, don’t use your acting skills to me. Are you doing some pranks with me again? Please don’t, I was so exhausted right now.”

A moment of silence, she didn’t reply immediately. But then, when she responded. I feel like, I wish she didn't answer my question.

“Yvanna and Vanilla, they got into an accident. They’re both dead. I’m so sorry.”

Those words are the most painful words that I’ve ever heard in my life. After what happened, my dreams vanished too. I never thought that it would happen. My life seems so meaningless after that. If it’s not because of my Mom, I would’ve killed myself already.

“Sir, Mrs. Alcantara is here, ” said my Secretary, Anna.

I didn’t manage to look at her. I just nod and she already knows what I mean. The door opened and Mrs. Alcantara comes in. Her right cheek has a bruise, she was beaten by her husband. It was such a shame for men like us. Why do they marry a woman if he’ll just hurt her?

“Don’t worry Mrs. Alcantara, we’ll surely put your husband in jail, ” I assured her.

She cried and told me everything I need to know. The whole time she was crying, I was fuming mad of her husband. I want to smack him on the head and tell him what he actually did to his wife. I want him to realize that women are precious and are fragile. Even though he was the one who’s feeding her, he doesn’t have the right to scold his wife.

After a week of preparing a case. At the courthouse, I realized I was wrong for judging her husband. On his face, you’ll notice that he was really beaten hard. His face was full of a bruise, both his eyes were covered with black-eye. He was crying and saying that he was the one who was hurt, and he only protects himself from the hand of his wife. In the end, I feel guilty for winning the case even though I know what really happened. His wife actually tells me the truth after her husband was punished in jail. Damn, you can’t really judge a person!

“You felt guilty again, Mr. Davids?” asked Anna as she handed me bottled water.

“Thanks,” I responded.

I put off the cap and drink the water on it. I’m so f*****g guilty of what I did. I always felt guilty, but I have to be like this because this was my profession, to win the case of my client. A f*****g lawyer. Back then, I really want to be a lawyer, it was my greatest ambition. But f**k, after years of battling at the courthouse and putting the wrong person in jail, I feel embarrassed about my self.

“Don’t worry, sir. You’re just doing your job. It’s fine, don’t overthink.”

I shook my head and then put down bottled water on the table. “I don’t want to do this anymore,” I said.

I stood up and walked straight. I have to stop this. I don’t want to live my life full of regrets. I regretted everything in my life, I have to stop this before I finally decide to ruin my own life. My life’s such a mess, I don’t want to do more.

At home, I feel more lonely. I missed my wife and my daughter so much. I missed those memories that we have shared. And it keeps on running back to my mind.

As I gulped the canned beer I used to drink every night just to feel asleep, drops of tears started to flow into my cheeks. f**k this life, I want to die. I don’t have reason to live anymore! They told me it all has a reason, that it was because of the destiny God gave to me. But f**k! How can he do this to me? At first, I really obey him. I respect and love him with all my heart. But when he did this to me, I didn’t know how to respect him anymore. It’s as if he hates me even though I didn't do anything wrong. He was heartless, how can he do this to his people?

I drank the last drop of beer and lay down on my couch. I closed my eyes and tears continued to flow. I hope I never wake up tomorrow or I hope, it was just all a part of my dream.

But then, the sun rose up, and I wake up early in the morning with a headache. It doesn’t matter to me. My heart feels so much pain than my head.

I took a bath and wear my usual attire when I come to work but I realized what I just did yesterday. 

I file a resignation letter.

They didn’t want me to resign but I pleaded because I don’t want to do that anymore. I know, I caused so much pain for all those persons that I put in jail. Maybe, this is the result of all that I did.

I decided to apply as a prosecutor. In that case, I don’t have to protect anyone. Maybe, in this situation, I can make justice for those lives that were ruined.

A week later and I become a prosecutor. They all know me, I am a well-known lawyer back then. I always win against them that’s why. They are so grateful to have me in their firm.

“The heartless lawyer is here!” one of the prosecutors inside the office blurted out.

I didn’t say anything. I just shrugged it off by myself. I know, I have been a heartless lawyer for the past four years.

“Why did you decide to be a prosecutor now?” asked one of my co-prosecutor.

“I just want to.” I simply replied to him.

His brows raised up. Damn, why were they all curious about me being a prosecutor? Is there any problem?

“Here it is Prosecutor Davids, ” the only woman prosecutor on our office put down files above my table.

I nodded and sat down on my swivel chair. I put on my glasses and read the first paper I took.

“I'm prosecutor Mara Antonette Cruz.” She held her hand to me, and I just took it and shook.

“Davids, ” I answered.

Although she smiled at me, I just nodded and let her hand go. I don’t want to be attached to any persons here.

Things become smooth as the day goes by. There’s nothing I could ask for. I just want this life to move on and on until I die because of exhaustion. So that my Mom didn’t say that I committed suicide.

I hope this life ends fast.