Suffer

Tyron's pov

When I see my girl running toward me, a genuine smile is plastered on my face. She's here.

"Honey!" She cried as she wrapped her arms around me tightly, as though she hadn't seen me for a long time. 

"You're here." I hugged her back and let her feel the warmth of my hug. 

"You miss me?" 

"You don't know how much I'm missing you, hon. I've been thinking about you lately, I thought you wouldn't show up again." I gently laughed. 

"Come on, I've only been gone for a week," I joked, making her even more frustrated. 

"I hate you!" 

"Kidding, don't be sad anymore. Look, I have something for you." I took the small box out of my pocket and opened it in front of her. A smile gently drew on my face, when her small smile flashed on her lips again. 

"Hony .." She almost cried when I took the pendant necklace out of the tiny box and put it on her. 

"Do you like it?" I asked, but I didn't receive an answer from her. She was speechless and unable to remove sight of the necklace I put on her. I couldn't help but smile, knowing that she liked what I gave to her.

"Hon, this is too much.." He hugged me and looked up at me in a rush. 

"I love it, I love you." I cupped her face and planted a kiss on her forehead. 

"But I don't have a gift for you." 

"It's okay, your presence is enough as a gift."

"Really?" 

"Yeah." 

"God, I don't deserve you. I love you," she cried.

"Of course, you do. Who said you don't deserve me?" 

"Me, I just said it. Are you deaf?" I chuckled softly before booping her nose as she scrunched it. I miss her a lot. Like, a damn lot.

"Anyway, I was just wondering. Why did you come home so late right now? Sometimes it doesn't take you much longer than a week to visit me? Is something happening?" She asked while still hugging me. I was silent for a moment, which caused her to let go of her embrace. 

"Tyron?" 

"Yeah .. about that. I'm sorry, I just can't find the right time when I should act. She seems to be suspicious because I'm always leaving." 

"Who?" 

"My maid." I laughed as I responded, but I was immediately taken aback when she glared at me.

"What?" I innocently asked. 

"You're referring to Cia, right?" I pressed my lips together when she stated the name of the woman who I despise the most. For a brief moment, I was speechless before finally opening my mouth and uttering my answer. 

"Yes... I guess," I responded, slowly and almost whispering. 

"Hon." 

"You're still doing it?" She asked with a frown on her face, but I didn't say a word and just averted my eyes. 

"Tyron," when she finally called my name I turned my gaze back to her. I sighed as our gazes met, I could see the agony in her eyes. Why does she have to be concerned with that woman? After all, she must be angry too, because that woman was the reason we had to separate then. 

"Hon, you know my reason, don't you?" I knew she was aware of what I was doing to Ciara, of how I am treating and hurting her physically and mentally, and I know she hates it when I do it. She always argued with me that even though we had an issue with Ciara, she still reminded me that Ciara was still a woman who needed to be treated right and get valued. But I never listened to her, I did what I wanted to do. 

"I know you're very mad at her, but that's not reason enough for you to hurt her physically, hon." Her eyebrows met as she let out a deep sigh while uttering those words; she couldn't help but hold her senses. 

"Do you know that I'm starting to feel guilty for what we're doing right now?" She took her words seriously. 

"Hon .." 

"We're being too much, but I can't do anything because I love you and I don't want to lose you to me again. But look, I also don't want to hurt others. I feel sorry for Cia's situation. What if she finds out that the two of us were still in a relationship?" I bit my lower lip.

"She already knows about us," I sighed, averting my gaze as I finally said it. I've been looking for time to tell her the truth. When she heard what I said, she was silent for a moment. Her brows furrowed even more and scoffed because of disbelief. 

"What do you mean she knows? Don't tell me, you told her?" She came up with those questions.

I Sighed, "I can't help it, that's why I told her the truth." 

"You did?!" 

"Yes, earlier. Before I leave the house-"

"What? Are you crazy? What on earth goes to your mind to do such things? You act without even thinking about how she will feel? Gosh, you're being impulsive, Tyron!" 

"Calm down."

"No!" I sighed and looked directly into her eyes, "look, I did that because I hate seeing her around. I'm sick of seeing her hoping and expecting something from me. I'm hurting her to stop thinking that there is still hope for us to get along." 

"Gosh, are you even real? It's not her fault, it's yours. Tyron, you've given her a reason to expect something from you." 

"I know, but let's just not talk about it. I mean, we can talk about it... But please, not now. I don't want us to fight, now that I'm with you, can we just set it aside first? I want to spend my time with you."

"Tss." 

"Hon," I called her in a tender tone, knowing she was sullen about what I had done. I pulled her close to mine and hugged her when she tried to turn her back on me. 

"I'm sorry, I know what I did was sudden but I can't stand it anymore, I want her to know I can't love her back." I heard her sigh, "nothing will happen if I'll still get mad at you, right? She already knows, what else can I do?" She seemed to be sulking. 

"Hony, don't sulk," since she was attempting to flee, I tried to tighten my embrace around her.

"Okay, fine! Just release me because I can't breathe!" She sighed and glared at me. 

"Are we good now?" I asked her with a smile on my face, but she was still glaring at me. 

Ciara's pov 

I spent most of the afternoon cleaning the house despite my physical body being in pain because Tyron might get upset again when he finds the house untidy. 

How can I do what he orders if he always comes home drunk? Then, I was repeatedly blamed, hurt, and locked in an abandoned room. Nothing new, the course of my life is repetitive. It will hurt, I will cry, but I will forgive him over and over again, because I really can't be angry at him, no matter how badly he treats me. 

I also repeatedly became a martyr and I just got used to letting him do whatever he wanted. As long as I could be with him, I was fine, well not totally. 

After I cleaned the whole house I sat down on the sofa to rest. Waiting for Tyron to return as time goes on, but every time I think of him with his so-called wife, I can't help but get hurt. I don't know who he's referring to, but it's so painful, it hurts me a lot. I stayed by his side because I knew he still cared about me, but now that I know he has a wife beside me, my heart is breaking and I don't know where else to place myself. My heart aches.

"Is she pretty? Does his wife love hIm?" I couldn't help but burst into tears as I thought of what Tyron was referring to as his wife. If he is married to someone, then, what am I? Who am I in his life? I wiped the tears from my eyes as I watched my wounds and bruises that instead of healing, were just getting worse and more numerous. 

How can he do this to me? I couldn't understand him, I couldn't imagine what I had done wrong, for him to treat me like this. 

I stopped staring at my bruises and was immediately grabbed by my chest when I felt my heart suddenly stop for a moment. My lips parted as I felt the pain even more.

"Ah!" I couldn't stop myself from screaming when the pain started pounding, it seemed like something was stopping my heartbeat, making it harder for me to breathe. 

I can't take this, why do I have to feel and suffer from this.

"Ah.. i-it hurts.." My tears began to roll down my cheeks as I struggled to inhale some air to breathe. 

Tyron... Where are you... 

I glanced slowly at the door, hoping he would come, but my shoulders immediately fell when I remembered that he was not coming home. I started to calm myself and inhale a few times and let out heavy sighs to ease my feeling. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt the pain in my chest gradually subside. 

"I can't even manage to handle my bruises and pain in my body, why does my heart need to suffer from the pain too? You're the only one who's making me strong, why do you need to get hurt.." I said weakly to my heart. 

I thought of leaving for a while to get a check-up from the nearby hospital. I might not live much longer in the world if I just ignore this pain. 

"Are you all right, Miss?" I turned to the taxi driver when he asked me. 

"I'm fine, sir," I replied smiling but he just sighed.

"You're not in a good condition, you shouldn't just endure it if it's only giving you pain." A bitter smile curved on the driver's lips when he noticed a few bruises on my face and body. 

"It's okay, this is fine. Love can bear." I replied with a smile but he just smiled and didn't answer again. In the middle of the trip, the Manong driver stopped driving. 

"It looks like there's still traffic," Manong said worriedly when we stopped at edsa. I looked at the stoplight and it turned red. I was about to turn my gaze back to the driver, but before that happened, something caught my eye not far away from where I was. I don't know if I'm just hallucinating, but, "Tyron?" I was stunned for a moment and stared at it carefully. 

It's him!

I smiled and was about to call him, but I noticed that there was a woman in the car with him. They were holding each other's hands which made my heart clench. I even saw how a smile flashed on Tyron's lips when the woman kissed him on the cheek. 

"T-Tyron ..." I stuttered, but I suddenly screamed because of pain when I felt my chest tighten again. I tried to open the car window to call him out even though I was having a hard time breathing. 

"Tyron!" I shouted in a very weak voice but enough for him to hear. I even saw him look in my direction, but I knew he hadn't seen me yet because I had completely fallen. 

"Miss!"