Chasing The Summer Hearts

CHAPTER 18

COVERED BY bruises, a twisted ankle, bleeding skin, weakly sick, malnourished body, and a gag on his mouth. He's been agonizing for a week already and the hopes of being rescued was faltering his persona. Hindi niya aakalaing nakatagal siya ng isang linggo sa kamay ng kanyang ama. And thinking about his fathet would make his fragile heart break.

Hindi ganito ang papa niya dati. He was the opposite of yesterday—the past. And he couldn't understand clearly as to why he's very angry at him that it resulted to this—torture. He's very unfortunate because his body is trying to give up but because of a promising change (his father) made him want to fight again and take all this treacherous and menacing thing.

Currently, Roscoe was huffing and screaming at the moment when a foreign object—a hard and painful one thrusted his hole. He could literally feel the bleeding because of an amount of liquid that touches down his skin and drips continuously towards the floor.

He tried his best to scream for help but no one else heard him. And thoroughly, he just found himself gagging and coughing when a c**k was inserted in his throat and violently thrusted it in and out.

He couldn't bear the pain and he's already exhausted secreting tears in his eyes. He's been coughing and sneezing for quite a long time now. From the scarcity of intaking food caused his body to drop weight and make him dizzy at all times.

He tried begging for food once, but all he received was multiple torment that ended him being unconscious for few hours. The torment was very great that a lot of blood actually drip out his body. Right now, the floor was stained with blood--some of it actually dried up and some were still fresh. Splatters of blood gathered around the floor and the room basically smelt blood.

Good thing he was still able to withstand this kind of thing. Hindi niya aakalaing magiging ganito ang sasapitin niya ngayong 21 years old na siya. At hindi rin siya makapaniwalang parang umiba na ang trato ng ama niya sa kanya.

Kung tutuusin ay sa loob lang ng pitong araw ay parang nanirahan siya sa impyerno ng isang taon. He couldn't walk nor stand up because of how immense the pain is and how he lose a large amount of blood.

He was actually standing now with his upper body bent forward. His hands is enclosed with a chain, together with his feet. He couldn't move nor break free because his body is being violated by an object and a large c**k that kept thrusting inside his mouth. Kung minsan nga ay ibinabaon pa ito sa kailaliman ng kanyang lalamunan na nagsasanhi upang mawalan siya ng hininga at nahihimatay ng ilang sandali.

He could hear devilish laugh among the men.

And vividly, he could still remember that these men f****d him for a span of 3 days.

At nakalimutan niya kung buntis siya o hindi. But luckily, these men never erupted inside him and would pull out if they were about to c*m. Pero yun nga, hindi siya nakakaligtas mula sa galit ng kamatayan.

The man who's c**k is thrusted inside Roscoe's mouth kept groaning and moaning. And when he was about to c*m, he literally plunged his c**k deep inside Roscoe and he could hear Roscoe gagging so much and he could feel his mouth and cheeks freeze and then

That made him c*m even more.

When he stopped f*****g his mouth, it was Roscoe's turn to scream and cry weakly when the object suddenly buried inside his ass. He could literally feel the bleeding that secretes from inside to outside of his hole.

He cried and cried until he couldn't feel his body anymore and he suddenly lost conscious.

Then the men smirked and literally resumed tormenting him by breaking a glass of wine on his head, punching multiple times in the stomach and pounding his back so hard that they could literally heard his back bone crack a little.

Sharp thorns suddenly pierced his back body and a squelching sound of blood suddenly sound the room. And then when the result came as worse as before came to a realization that they had satisfied their need.

A moment later, the door suddenly opened and it spits a man wearing a long jacket that was placed at his shoulders and reached until his thigh. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a polka-dotted majenta colored tie. He walked inside with authority and coldness.

His eyes landed on the boy who was currently not moving--clearly unconscious at the moment. Then a smirk suddenly appeared on his lips and a chuckle escaped on his mouth. "Let that b***h suffer until he begged me for forgiveness and would converse himself the reality." He said and then left the room, locking completely.

And there it is.

Roscoe was very susceptible to danger and death might be saying hello to him anytime as seconds, minutes, hours, days and weeks passed by. And all he could only hope that Yrozze could come to save him together with his family.

That thing might help his hopes to build high.

YROZZE WAS ALREADY absent at work for more then 2 days already--actually a week, frantically speaking. The group chat for the authors and the general was flooding messages about how to reach him and where is his abouts.

A week had also passed and he sees himself being dead all the time--no life. The usual things he do with happiness and energy gradually lessen. He realized that without Roscoe, his life is as negative as possible.

He sighed defeatly and opened his phone, oblivious to the concerns by the staffs, his boss and his colleagues. He didn't care if at the receiving end he will be sermoned by several people about his sudden disappearance. He just want to ease his empty feeling.

He called his friend--Beethoven.

He invited him for a drink on a bar while waiting for an update from the authorities. For the past 7 days, information about the mastermind has been slowly revealed. But their access as to where is his whereabouts with Roscoe still remained a mystery.

But as far as his memory is concerned, a ranger was sent as a spy to secretly allied him with the known organization on the Underworld. And he hoped that when the spy had already found the origin, he will immediately go there with his parents an the authorities and try to save him.

He is rooting on to that.

Sighing, he stood up on his bed and weakly walked towards the bathroom and took his bath for approximately 20 minutes. While taking his bath, he reminisced how beautiful his smile was and how he would hug him from time to time.

And then he found himself tearing.

And then a sob escaped from his throat. Series of negativities erupted in his mind like a violent volcanic eruption. It was so cruel and treacherous that he actually kneeled on the floor, his tears are already covering his eyes and his body is already trembling.

The cascading droplets of water from the shower looked like a rain that manifested great pain that he felt right now. His breath was shuddering and his heart was pounding very painfully as if he's about to catch a stroke at any second now.

30 minutes had passed.

He was changing his clothes for the said activity.

He wore a plain white polo, paired with a black tight slacks that reaches until tendon and paired with a Gucci white sneakers with a pair of colored red and green on the back that connects to the tendon.

He wore his watch, placed the needed things on his body-bag and arranged his hair on a more attractive way. He wore two earrings on both sides of his ears and looked at himself on the mirror. When he's satisfied by the result, he eventually went out of his room and scooted downstairs.

The house was very quiet--of course, he could say so because of how creepy and eerie the atmosphere is. And yes, he knew that all people were sleeping unto their own rooms. It was 7 in the evening when he left the house.

He texted his father, informing him that he'll be out of house because he will go to the bar together with Beethoven.

Pumunta siya sa kanilang garage at pinaandar ang sariling sasakyan bago ito umalis. Pero bago i'yon ay sinarado niya muna ang gate ng garage para makasigurong wala siyang nakalimutan at saka pinaharurot ang sasakyan paalis ng kanilang mansyon.

It feels nostalgic for some reasons.

Hindi siya sanay na wala ang kanyang taong pinakamamahal.

Even in his art expo in Menorca, laging nangungulila ang binata sa kanayang kaniig at natatagpuan niya ang sarili niyang umiiyak kada gabi habanag nakahiga siya sa kanyang sariling kama.

Nang tumunog ang radyo at kumanta ang isang babae ay biglang huminto ang mundo ni Yrozze. Ang bawat lirikong kinakanta niya ay tumatama sa kanyang puso. Ang kanyang kantang naririnig ay parang isang tagapagkwento ng isang istorya.

At natagpuan nanaman niya ang sariling umiiyak.

No one could ever supplement his satisfaction how he is missing him right now. If he could just shout and be frustrated at the moment ay ginawa na niya ito. Pero buhay ang nakataya kapag ginawa niya ito dahil mababangga siya, doble takot at lungkot nanaman ang pagdadalamhating mararanasan ng kanyang pamilya.

They're worrying about Roscoe's disappearance and now Yrozze will add to the burden? f**k no. Umiyak siya ng umiyak hanggang sa makarating siya sa bar na pinag-usapan nilang dalawa ni Beethoven. Maraming mga tao dahil kaunti nalang ang vacant parking lot nang pumasok siya rito.

Good thing that after several moments, he found one.

He freely parked his vehicle on one of the vacant parking lot he saw on the left side of the parking lot--that is a little bit far on the real destination. Huminga siya ng malalim at saka pinunasan ang kanyang mga mata gamit ang kanyang panyo.

At least he could satisfy his sadness a little bit because a friend might accompany him on this activity.

He sighed again and decided to go out of the car.

Nang matapos siya sa paglock nito ay nilagay niya ang susi sa loob ng kanyang body bag at saka naglakad papunta sa entrance ng gusali.

For a coincidental movement, he met Beethoven on the way just on the front of the entrance. "Hey man!" He said enthusiastically. Nagyakapan pa sila bago sabay na pumasok sa loob ng bar. Pagkapaso nila ay nadatnan nila ang mga taong nagsasayawan sa dance floor at ang musikang nag papagalaw sa kanila.

The music was so loud that Yrozze could feel the beat of the bass on his heart and he couldn't really hear the conversations among the people. Buti nalang at may mga taong umalis kaya nagkaroon ng kaunting space ang bar.

"Do'n tayo!" Sigaw ni Beethoven sa kanya at tinuro ang isang table na malapit sa counter. Pumunta sila do'n at sabay na umupo.

When they sat on the vacant table, the music was already low and they could now hear their voices. The table was clean so they called the waiter to order their drinks to be disseminated to the Bartender.

"2 bottles of Martini and Vodka. 2 bottles each." Beethoven inquired.

And the waiter smiled at them and nodded.

When the waiter disappeared, Beethoven started looking at Yrozze and saw something that catched him in his eye.

"What?" Yrozze chuckled.

"You seemed to lose some weight. But its very surprising that you're still handsome and hot. Good thing that you wore a black slacks. Because if you wore a light one, women might glimpse on your crotch. They might flirt you to taste your c**k, sorry to frantically say." Beethoved said, laughing it off.

Hearing this statement made him sated with egoist humor.

"Maglaway sila sa'kin. But my body belongs to the one I love." Yrozze replied, firm and real. At napapalakpak niya si Beethoven, "Grabe talaga kapag mahal mo ang isang tao, kahit gaano pa kalakas ang temptasyon ng mundo ay talagang matatag ka dahil may isang taong mahal mo ang nakapagbigay sa'yo ng lakas at tatag upang iwasan ang mga ito." Aniya.

Ngumiti naman ang huli dahil dito.

"Yeah, for the one I love." He replied.

"Matanong ko lang, bakit ka ba wala? Nag-aalala na ang mga staffs at supervisors sa'yo. Pati narin ang boss natin?" Tanong ni Beethoven.

A sigh escaped on Yrozze's mouth as a sign of reply.

"I shall not say because the information is held private. Yes, you're my bestfriend but I shall not immediately say it to you for safety purposes." Yrozze replied with caution.

And Beethoven understood it.

"Its okay, I understand. But please next time, if you want to extend your leave, please advice the supervisors. Because some of the Board of Writes are already finding you because they're needing you for the final publishing of your book." Beethoven replied.

"Yes, Master." Yrozze exhausted.

"Just make an excuse to them. Hindi naman sila mahirap paki-usapan. Maiintindihan rin nila yan. They could just pause the process and resume it after everything is okay." Yrozze said.

"Anong 'everything is okay'? May problema ba?" Tanong ni Beethoven.

"As I said, its very private for me to tell."

"Promise, I'm a trusted friend. Ilang sikreto na ang nasabi mo sa'kin at wala akong ni-isang katiting ng impormasyong sinabi at pinagkalat." Aniya habang nag c-cross heart.

A sigh escaped again from Yrozze's throat.

"Are you sure? Because this one's very important. One drop of a single information might cause controversy on the general public." Sagot nito.

Napaisip naman si Beethoven.

"Diba siya yung famous artist na sinabi mo sa'kin dati? I remember purchasing his work. It was indeed beautiful and majestic. Kaya pala maraming nagkakandarapa para makakuha ng copy ng mga paintings niya. I guess I'm lucky though?" He said, chuckling.

"Yeah," Yrozze said.

"So bakit nga sinabi mo 'yon? Is there a problem ba? Nakikita ko kasi sa mukha mo at sa katawan mo. Don't you dare lie to me because the human body tells a viable truth rather than the words that escape our mouth." Beethoven reasoned.

"Edi sana nag detective ka nalang?" Sagot ng isa.

Tumawa silang dalawa.

"But seriously, what happened to him?" Beethoven asked, full of concern.

"Maybe..." Yrozze replied and sighed.

"He's gone for a week already." Yrozze finally said.

Then a heavy silence preceded after that revelation.

"B-Bakit siya nawala?"

"We have contacted the authorities and found out that he was kidnapped by his own father. Coincidentally, his parents actually died on an airplane accident, but its a mystery to all of us how his father survived that tragic event. Ngayon, hindi na namin alam kung sa'n siya dinala." Aniya.

"Ohh, condolence." Sagot ni Beethoven.

Then Beethoven received a glare from Yrozze.

"f**k you. Don't you ever say that word unless a person really died." He seriously said. And instead of being threatened, Beethoven just laughed it off.

"Easy lover boy. I was just teasin' you a bit." He said.

"You better be joking Beethoven Jace Karcinni. Because you won't really like me when you really meant that." Yrozze said.

"Stress ka ba? Kasi hindi ka ganyan noon."

"Yeah, hindi ko rin masasabi. But I guess you're right."

Just then, the waiter went back to them. Inilagay niya ang mga inorder ni Beethoven na vodka at Martini, kasabay ng dalawang baso.

Nang makaalis ang waiter ay binuksan ni Yrozze ang Martini at saka sinalinan ang sariling baso pati ang baso na para sa kaibigan niya. When they were about to drink their first glass of beverage, a group of women went in front of them.

A sigh escaped from Yrozze mouth.

"Hey boys." Aniya ng isang babae sa malanding tono.

"Hey," Beethoven greeted without any enthusiastic attitude.

"You look like stressed. Can we give you some jobs that will make you feel pleasure and might also regain your energy?" And another girl voiced this out.

"No thanks." Yrozze said.

"Why?" The same girl asked.

"Because then my baby would be angry at me." Yrozze replied.

"Who's this lucky girl of yours? Why isn't she accompanying you here if your claiming that she's your baby? That's very absurd you know?" Another girl replied to his statement regarding about the concern.

But his reply made all of them silenced in shock,

"The person is not a 'she' but a 'he'. Now I don't care if you call me gay, I don't f*****g care. Get away from our sight or you won't like me when I lose patience." His aura is now menascing and it made them flinch in fear.

"Get.Out.Of.Our.Sight." He repeated.

Dahil sa takot ay bigla silang umalis.

"Huwag mo namang takutin yung mga babae." Puna ni Beethoven kay Yrozze at saka tumawa. But Yrozze didn't replied. Inubus nila ang Vodka at Martini at hindi na sila uminom pa. Hindi naman sila tinatablan nito dahil sa sobrang taas ng kanilang Alcohol Tolerance. Mabuti narin ito para naman maayos pa ang pagbiyahe nilang dalawa.

Nagusap pa ang dalawa bago napagpasyahang tumayo at lumabas ng bar.

It was 10 in the evening when they went out of the bar.

Nang pumunta silang dalawa sa parking lot ay hinanap nila ang sasakyan ni Yrozze. "Sasakay ka ba o magtataxi nalang pauwi?" Tanong ni Yrozze. "Nah, sasabay nalang ako sa'yo. Mahirap nang maghanap ng taxi ngayong oras na ito kasi marami nang mga taong umuuwi galing sa trabaho." Beethoven replied.

"Then hop in!"

Sumakay silang dalawa at pinaandar ni Yrozze ang sasakyan at umalis na sila sa parking lot. Naging tahimik ag biyahe at tanging radyo lang ang nagpapaingay sa loob ng sasakyan.

Hindi naman naging traffic at madali lang silang nakaabot sa kanilang bahay.

"Goodbye mate!" Magiliw na paalam ni Beethoven sa kanya.

Ngumiti naman si Yrozze at nag paalam sa kanya.

Tiningnan muna ni Yrozze si Beethoven hanggang sa makapasok siya sa loob ng kanilang bahay bago pinaharurot ang sasakyan papalabas sa kanilang village. Naging tahimik ang kanyang pagmamaneho at hindi alintana ang pag-iisa niya sa loob ng kanyang sasakyan.

Para maibsan ang katahimikan ay nilakasan niya ang volume ng radyo at sumasabay na siya ngayon sa kantang pinapalaro sa radyo.

Nang makarating siya sa gitna ng traffic ay bumuntong hininga siya. Habang nagiintay ay binuksan niya muna ang cellphone niya at nanood ng movie.

At naging mabilis nga ang usad ng traffic at nakarating siya sa bahay niya ng ligtas. Nang pinark niya ang sasakyan niya sa loob ng garage ay nagtataka siya kung bakit nakabukas ang lahat ng mga ilaw sa loob ng kanilang pamamahay.

Nag taka siya.

Sa ganitong oras kasi ay nakapatay na ito dahil alas-diyes talaga ng gabi sila natutulog. Naglakad siya papasok sa kanilang bahay na may pagtataka. Nang pumasok siya ay nadatnan niya sina Detective Velasquez at Chief Superintendent Karrini na nakaupo sa sofa habang kausap niya ang kanyang ama.

"Magandang gabi sa'yo, Sir Yrozze." Bati nilang dalawa.

Ngumiti naman si Yrozze at umupo katabi ng kapatid niya.

"Bakit ho kayo nandito? Dis-oras na po ng gabi?" Tanong niya.

"Ah yes," Detective Karrini said.

"We have already found the place where Roscoe and his father reside." He said.

A hope suddenly arises from his heart and he was already excited about knowing it. He was about to say where it when a sad face appeared on both of their faces.

"Wh-What's wrong?"Yrozze asked.

A sighed escaped Karrini's throat.

"Just be ready when you see him because you might fall on your knees and wail really bitterly. You might be depressed and traumatized too." He said cautiously.

And Yrozze was there, he was already feeling the fear of what Chief Superintendent Karrini said. His imaginations are really saying the truth and his heart is pounding very fast.

And yes, he is scared about what might happen to the one he loves.