It's been 3 days, the plan of Veron is not working on me. I just have to hold my ground stronger I will be home soon. I hope he will just give up, I'm on the terrace checking what he is up to, I'm wearing the dress of Aling Trina the wife of Mang Toring. My hair is blown by the wind, I try to manage it as I peek on Veron while he is talking on the phone. Looks like he will stick on his main plan of staying here for a week even though his job is calling him already.
Veron's conversation on the phone:
Veron: Dad please hold it for 5 more days I have to be there when it happens.
I can't hear what is on the other line.
Veron: We will get married that's for sure so just wait for it before you do your move. It might destroy my previous effort if you rush it. Yes Dad, it's a win-win for both party, so please hold it a little longer. I'm working on Andrea, I don't need more preasure right now. "
After that, he released a deep breath as if he is troubled back home. Maybe that's one reason why he doesn't want to go home. They have problem at the office. If only I can use the phone and check what is happening back to Manila then I would. It's getting dark, dinner will be served soon. I ate without anybody telling me so. I don't want to be force in eating, besides I'm already hungry I went back to my room the moment I'm done with my food. There is no use talking to the caretakers, their loyalty belongs to Veron. As he walk inside he revealed a plate full of jackfruit. I actually like the smell of it. I'm holding myself so hard because if not I will lose on my cause. He left the room after leaving the food on the center table. That's better, that way I can actually eat without him seeing that I like the food he gave me. I lay down to sleep as early as 9 pm hoping the npext day will come faster but I can't seem to fall asleep my mind is still active, maybe from sugar I just received from the fruits. I flipped left and right but I don't seem to get the right position. Veron came back to the room, he is drunk again. He approached me, then wrapped me with his heavy arms.
"You smell bad, get away from me." I pushed him away with my elbow and slight kick. He get up and went to the restroom. He stayed there for 10 minutes I don't know why. I realized he showered when he get out with only towel wrapping his lower body. I ignored him and just cover myself with the blanket. He came closer and made his intention clear. He wants something from me. I pushed him away the moment he start kissing me lightly. I tried going out of that room but he caught me on time. Nevertheless I fought back to show him I disagree of what he wants to do.
"What more do you want? What more do you want me to do? Will you ever forgive in this lifetime? I'm running out of ways to please you Andrea. I'm losing hope and I'm losing my patience." He grabbed me and dropped me down the bed. "See what your doing to me? You're forcing me again. You're not the one I like. I know this side of you will come out anytime. You are just pretending the whole time to get what you want. You're a villain, I don't want to be with a guy like you, you disgust me." He pinned me down the bed and continue removing my clothes I fought back by biting him. He released a loud growl then slapped me really hard. I expect that but the pain is still unexpected. He is no longer Ron, he didn't listen even though I told him to stop. I was left in tears with the pain he caused me, my face is numb right now. I tried to kick him but he is stronger than me. My hands are immobilized with his one hand then othe other one is pulling my hair while his face is ramaging my chest. He is angry, he doesn't care of my emotions anymore. He is not usually like this even though he is drunk. I probably made him so mad for all the ignoring and the painful words I threw at him. I was left crying I can't do anything against his strength, This is worst compared to 10 years ago. That same eyes, that scares me to hell are the same pair of eyes he used then. I looked away as he does what he wanted. I just hope this will be over soon.