SAVE ME, MR. SCOTT

CHAPTER 1: PAIN

The wedding is a ceremony that binds two individuals together for their legal and moral union. It's a significant stage in a person's life where they express their lifelong commitment to each other. It allows the two individuals to share their lives, dreams, and responsibilities by strengthening their bond and trust in each other. It symbolizes love, respect, and promises to provide security and stability in their relationship.

Through marriage, a couple establishes a family and becomes part of a broader community. It's a sacred agreement that promotes unity, love, and care for each other. This institution gives meaning and importance to the love and trust of two people who choose to be together for life.

Sometimes, this marriage brings joy to the entire family because it brings immense happiness. However, at times, it may bring sadness because it may not be what the couple had planned, yet it is destined to happen. In short, a wedding isn't perfect, but it is a beautiful celebration of love and commitment.

"Please have your meal first, Ma'am Jairah," my nanny insisted outside my room.

She had been urging me to eat since earlier, but I declined her offer because I didn't have an appetite. I'm still thinking about the embarrassment that happened to me earlier today, and I'm sure Daddy won't let it slide, so I just want to get sick now so he'll overlook what happened earlier.

FLASHBACK

"I'll stop this only when you answer... Jairah Domingo, w-will you m-marry me?" Almost everyone was surprised by Zaldy's question. Is this guy serious about what he's saying?

"What's wrong with you, Zaldy?! Stop what you're doing!" I said angrily.

I glanced at the people here in the canteen, and almost everyone was looking at us, and some were even taking videos of us.

Goodness!

What kind of embarrassment is he causing?!

"P-please answer me, Jairah," he pleaded.

"Answer him, Jairah," Caely whispered to me. She smiled widely before tapping my shoulder.

Answer him?

Why should I answer when I don't even like him?

I don't know him well enough, and like I said earlier, he's not my type.

And besides, we're too young to plan something like this.

Didn't he think about the consequences of what he's doing?

He's just acting without thinking.

"Be matured enough, Zaldy!" I said firmly to him.

"W-what? W-what's that?" He asked in disbelief. I don't know if he heard what I said or if he just didn't understand.

"Don't act like a child! You know you're not the one I like! Don't be stupid!" I said angrily to him.

I'm embarrassed by what he's doing because my fellow students have been looking at us since earlier, and some teachers have noticed us too.

My reputation is ruined!

My dignity is tarnished!

"W-who d-do you l-like then?" His voice trembled due to shock and tears.

Who do I like?

Is he really asking me that?

Why doesn't he just accept that I really don't like him?

He's really crazy!

"Who do you like, Jairah? Tell me the name of the guy you like!" He commanded sharply, and I noticed that his hands were clenched.

Wow! He's good at giving orders. And now he's the one angry?

But what should I tell him that won't hurt him so much? Something that will make him stop bothering me. I want him to avoid me and never talk to me again!

Hmm... If I were in his shoes, what answer wouldn't I want to hear?

Wait, I think I thought of something better than what he's expecting.

Since my dignity is already in tatters at this point, I'll just spill everything. I know in the end, I'll still be the one suffering, so I might as well give in.

"I don't know his name, but you can ask him instead." I said with a smirk before pointing to the handsome guy sitting at the end by the window.

The man's surprise was evident in his eyes, but I ignored it and just left the canteen.

"Is it really him?" I heard Zaldy ask. His voice showed disbelief.

"Jairah, you really like that gay guy?" Keziah asked me in surprise as she caught up to me while I walked away.

Instead of answering, I ran outside the campus, not knowing where my feet would take me.

My tears started to fall slowly, along with the wind hitting my face as I ran.

I'm so embarrassed!

It's like I suddenly lost my confidence to escape from what happened earlier.

Why did I just let it happen?

Why did I suddenly accept it?

Why did I suddenly lose the strength to leave or at least shout at my fellow students not to take videos for my privacy?

I should have just talked to Zaldy properly to avoid it escalating like this!

I shouldn't have let my pride win!

Why did I let it win?!

It's so frustrating!

END OF FLASHBACK

"Jairah! Get out of there! You stupid child! You have done nothing but shame our family!" It was daddy's voice coming from outside the door, you could tell he was very angry.

It's two o'clock in the morning so I can be sure that daddy finished his work before going home. Instead of going out, I wrapped my body in the blanket and sat on the corner of my bed. My whole body was shaking with fear as I thought about what Daddy might do to me. I don't know how I can fight against his anger and power. His eyes filled with anger and disgust blinded me.

My tears started to fall from fear and worry. I don't know how I can cope with the pressure and abuse that he can cause me. I want to fight and fight for my dignity and rights, but I don't know how. Despite all the pain and fear I feel, I force myself to be brave and not succumb to his anger and cruelty. I want to be strong and show that I will not allow any abuse and violence that Daddy may do to me. My future is in my hands and I won't let anyone down. I want to show that I have rights and that I should be respected and not abused. I have to be brave and fight for myself and my survival. Despite all the fear and worry, I remain confident that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I believe there is still hope for me and my future. I have to be brave and not give up on any challenge that comes in my life.

"Honey, please calm down. I'm sure our son had a good reason why he did that." Mommy explained gently but daddy didn't listen to that and I heard a series of knocks and daddy cursing loudly at me as well as at the people outside the room.

I trembled even more and my chest continued to thump loudly due to extreme nervousness. I seem to be losing my breath because of this incident. After a while, I heard the click of the key that made my tears flow. Mommy, daddy, as well as some of my bodyguards and nannies quickly entered there.

"Jairah, son. Are you okay?" Mommy asked me worriedly and quickly approached me.

"He-he didn't e-eat until this afternoon ma'am. Is he s-sick?" My nanny asked worriedly and stammered.

I thought daddy would take pity on me but he still forced me to stand up and explain what happened. He almost scolded me every time I stopped talking. In every corner of our house, it seems that the pain and anger I feel is raging and he is the one who destroys my personality. I can't explain the pain I feel every time I'm forced to explain to daddy. I thought he would understand why I made a mistake, but instead he only hurt me more. He almost scolded me every time I stopped talking. It's as if the only way he can get what he wants is through physical abuse. I don't know how I can accept this kind of treatment from someone I choose to love and respect.

How long should I put up with this situation?

To what extent should I be stupid in the hope that he will change his view of me?

Despite all the pain and bitterness I feel, there is still hope in my heart that one day everything will change. I hope the day comes when daddy learns to love and respect me as his son. That he would understand that love and acceptance should not be denied to anyone, especially to one's own child. Until this time comes, continue to love and forgive. Because I know in the end, love is what will get us through whatever trials we face. I told everything that happened from the role play to what happened in the canteen earlier but he was not satisfied with what he heard so he took me to the secret basement where our brother was locked up there. No one was surprised to help me because daddy was holding a gun and he was not in his right mind to feel sorry for us or even mommy.

Authors Note: I apologize for not elaborating on the final section of my chapter as I want to avoid any forbidden content in this story. I appreciate your understanding! Thank you!