THE smell of smoke from the vehicle, the hot weather, and the confusion of the reporters welcomed him when he went out to the airport.
Several guards stopped the reporters who tried to approach him. Sawyer slowly took his glasses and went straight to the car that was waiting for him. His parents sent it for sure. What else did he expect? He knows what they want, so they sent someone to fetch him.
"Straight to my own house," he said coldly to his mother's driver.
The driver looked at him and slightly bowed his head. "Sir, Ma'am Juliana said that you should go straight to your house."
Sawyer sighed out of patience. "I'm tired. I want to fucking rest. Can you listen to me and just fucking drive?"
He's tired of listening to his parents rant again. As always. He didn't hear anything else from them but comparing them to him and his older brother. He never was their favorite son after all.
"But because, sir..."
He gaves him a death glare. "Do you still love your job? Then fucking drive!"
He could do nothing but follow his orders. Sawyer rested his head and closed his eyes. But minutes passed, he felt his phone vibrate. He grabbed it in his pocket. The caller is his father.
"What?" he started when he answered the call of his father.
"Don't give me that tone of yours, Sawyer Zane! You have absolutely no respect! Why don't you imitate your brother? Come home and we'll talk!" Here we go again.
He didn't budge. He used to it. Does his father tell him that every day. Tsk! What does his brother have that he doesn't have? He knows that he is not as good at things as he is but he can fight him manually. Helton, is not that handsome as him. What the hell?
"Tomorrow. I'm tired. Bye, dad!" Then he ended the call.
He didn't want to talk to his parents right now. He's really tired of being their pet. He doesn't want to be controlled with them. They can't fool him anymore. The last time he took control of them, he lost his beloved grandfather. He fucking regrets that he listened to them. Damn them! He suffered a lot, he doesn't want that to happened again.
He hadn't even put his cellphone in his pocket when it rang again. This time it was his friend who was calling.
"Now what?" He was very annoyed by him.
Since yesterday he was distracted him about his problem. This is also one of the reasons why he is in a hurry to return home to the Philippines after years staying in America. This lunatic is so demanding.
"When are you coming here? I want to eat something spicy, dude." he hurriedly asked.
"You like a pregnant woman when you asking like that! Why did you go to that island without food? Lunatic!"
He went on vacation to the island he owned but forgot to buy groceries because he thought there was a lot of food stock there.
That brute, he sent his caretakers home three days after he went there. They forgot to tell him that there was no food there.
The caretakers just go to his island every day to clean it. The man didn't say he was going there but he tell them to go home. He's too lazy to go back in town to buy his own food so he ordered him to buy it because he said he would also go to his island to unwind. Or better say to avoid his parents.
"Tsk! Just hurry up, dude. I will pay you triple when I get back in Manila after five weeks vacation." He shook his head at what he said.
"I'm still in the car going to my house. So, bear your hunger because I will get there later." Sawyer shook his head when he heard his friend whine.
"The hell, dude? I'm hungry!" He's whining like a child.
"Who's fault is it?" he asked nonchalantly.
He was quiet for a moment. "Me?"
He shook his head again. "Of course! Tsk! Don't disturb me, I'm resting. Bye! I will call you later." Then he cut the line.
He closed his eyes again as he waited for them to reach his house. When his grandfather died, he became separated from his parents. At a young age he learned to live alone in the house that his grandfather inherited to him.
He moved away from his parents. They are still communicating, but they rarely see each other. Looking at his parents' faces was like torturing him. He only remembers his grandfather who took care of him since he was a child.
"Sir Sawyer, we are here," he heard the voice of the driver.
He woke up and got out of the car. He walked towards the gate. "Go home, tell mom and dad that I'm going somewhere later so, don't expect me to go there tomorrow."
When he entered his house, he just threw his suitcase somewhere and went straight to his kitchen to get all the stock of his refrigerator. Gladly, his caretaker put some stock in there.
He took all the foods, put them in a big bag. After packing all of his food Sawyer lazily got his phone to call his friend.
"I'm going now. Just ready my room." He didn't wait for the other person to answer.
He called again. "Bring my chopper here in my house. Use my car when you go home." Then the call ended.
He walked towards the living room carrying the big bag that he had put food in. He put it to the side and sat down on the sofa.
Minutes of waiting he heard the sound of his chopper. His house has a large space, so he can comfortably fit the chopper there.
"Brute, your chopper was outside. Where are you going?" The door of his house opened and a man wearing a plain white shirt entered. His pilot friend, Dawell Mercadejas.
"I'm going to Noele's Island. Do you want to come?" He stood up and lazily carried the bag.
The man shook his head before following him. Even if he wants to come, he can't. His flight was one after the other these past days. Tomorrow he has another flight until next week.
"I'll just follow there. I'll just finish my last flight and take a three-week vacation." Sawyer just nodded at him.
Sawyer climbed into the chopper. Before starting it, he threw his car key to his friend. And he put his phone beside him. "Don't tell them my exact address if they ever ask you."
He nodded and walked away. After he put the headphone on his ear, Sawyer started operating the chopper. He nodded to his friend before he fly.
Sawyer sighed as he was in the air. He couldn't help but glance at his cellphone that was just by his side. The other day he was waiting for a call. She knows that he has arrived but she doesn't seem to have any plans to go to him.
Sawyer has a hunch that she knows that he already knows something about what she's been doing while he's gone. It's his fault thought. He didn't have time for her last month. She came home to him in the Philippines first, it's been two months. He did not immediately followed her because something happened.
Sawyer did not realize that he was close to the Island where his friend was. When he looked at the sky it was too dark. He didn't notice that a while ago. He had to get there quickly before the rain started pouring down and getting stronger.
Sawyer glanced at his phone when it lit up. Someone sent a message. He wants to read it but suddenly it started to rain which caused the chopper to move. He calmed himself but everything was not okay. He can't control the chopper anymore because of the heavy rain.
"Fuck!"
He cuss many times as the rain and wind got stronger. The two had mixed up so much that he was having trouble to control the chopper.
He reached for the safety jacket but before he got it something hit the chopper and that caused the chopper to plunge down. He removed his seatbelt and prepared himself to jump. He is near the sea.
"This is fucking shit!" One more cuss came out of his mouth before he jumped.
When he sank to the bottom, sea water caught him. He looked up and saw his chopper approaching his spot. He swam to get away from where the chopper would hit. The waves were strong so he knew he would have trouble swimming. He did everything to get away from there.
When he looked back at his chopper, something unexpected greeted him. He looked up and tried to swim away but it was too late. A high and huge wave crashed into him. His body hit something.
He tried to go up but the big waves came one after the other. He can drink sea water. Even swimming is difficult because of the pain in his body. Sawyer tried many times to get up but on his last try he struggled. The last wave is stronger than he expected. He wanted to scream in pain when his head hit something that he thought was the part of the chopper.
He feel dizzy. He also drink a lot of water. Until he completely closes his eyes as he remembers his grandfather and friends.