Broken Piece (Under revision)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

Right after Levinson visited his ex-girlfriend's grave he went to a bar to get himself drunk. It was the only way he knows to eventually take away the excruciating pain his heart is suffering for the longest time possible. He knows his baby girl, the woman he likes, can temporarily wash away his devastation but he cant show her what he's been hiding through out their friendship. 

Pumunta siya sa bar counter para umorder ng na alam niyang sobra niyang ikalalasing. He ordered a bottle of scotch and whisky and found himself an empty table at the second floor far from the crowd and the people who's there to party.  

Pabagsak siyang naupo sa sofa at binaba sa lamesa ang hawak na alak at shot glass.

"Fuck my life" aniya habang nagsasalin ng alak sa sariling shot glass. 

Tonight, he decided to drink to oblivion. Levinson will torment himself for the mean time then tomorrow hell be back to his old happy self,  just for tonight...he will not hide his sadness. 

While the loud music was booming inside the bar he was at the corner drinking by himself, every shot he take he was reminded of the past. Where he used to be happy and contented in life. Where he still doesn't know how to fake a smile....when his very beautiful person was still alive. 

And now he feels empty.

Hindi niya alam kung ilang oras na siyang umiinom pero nararamdaman na niya ang pagkahilo. Tuwing nauubos ang laman ng bote umoorder ulit siya, pangatlo na niya ata ang hawak niya ngayon o pang lima? Hindi niya alam. 

Nagsalin ulit siya sa shot glass at akmang iinumin iyon ng may kumuha ng baso sa kamay niya. Ni wala siyang enerhiya para awayin ang umagaw ng alak niya, sinuklay niya muna ang buhok gamit ang kamay bago tiningnan ang walanghiyang kumuha ng mahal niyang inumin. 

Pagkaangat ng ulo nakita ang isang maganda na babae hawak ang shot glass niyang wala ng laman. Tumabi ito ng upo sa kanya at sinalinan ulit ang baso saka inabot sa kanya. 

Naguguluhan niyang tiningnan ang baso at bumalik sa magandang mukha ng dalaga. 

"Not to pry but from where I am I can feel your agony. Thought you'll need someone to drink with." hindi nakangiti sa kanya ang babae, hindi rin ito nakasimangot. Is it because he's drunk that he cant tell the emotion in her face? But this lady brings out a sophisticated aura.

Mapakla siyang natawa. A hot woman approaches him saying that she can feel his agony and he doesn't even know if shes wants to empathize with him or what. Tinanggap niya parin ang hawak nito at diretsong ininom. Tahimik lang silang dalawa na nagiinuman hanggang sa magsalita siya. 

"Do I look like a man who needs attention?" he glanced at the lady "Is that why you're here?" The lady remained quite and grabbed his last bottle of scotch and drank directly from it. Tiningnan niya lang ang babae habang inuubos nito ang laman ng bote. 

She's really beautiful. 

Nagiwas siya ng tingin ng matapos ito uminom at binaba ang bote sa mesa. 

"Because you look lost" sagot nito ng hindi tumitingin sa kanya 

 I look lost? Maybe he is. 

Sumandal siya sa upuan at tiningnan ang babae "So what?"

The lady smirked at him "Boy, you don't have to be grumpy. I wont eat you alive." 

He was stunned for a moment. She looks damn hot. 

Tumikhim siya "Doesn't mean I look lost that you'll come to me."