Chapter 24
Come What May
The night deepened and yet the two still soothed each other, at the lake house’s front porch.
With his car’s head lights alight, to brighten up the place, Jericho strove to have some cell phone signal. He had to call his cousin, Reuben, for the things they needed, for the night.
The moment he finally spotted a signal, Jericho called Reuben and begged him to be vigilant in leaving the town proper.
When Reuben got there swiftly, he gave Jericho the things he asked him, even the spare key of the lake house that Grandma Lucy entrusted to him.
Sophia went to Reuben and thanked him but Reuben was suddenly awestruck... quickly fascinated by her. He didn’t know the little Sophia he remembered had turned into a very fine lady, with a very astounding face.
No wonder my cousin would kill himself for her, Reuben thought. She’s… a goddess!
Jericho plainly saw how Reuben looked at Sophia, in a passionate way, as if Reuben could liquefy her. Troubled by it, he instantly asked Reuben to leave, but Reuben offered to guard them for the night.
“Jericho, it’s too dangerous for just the two of you here,” Reuben insisted, but Jericho already doubted him. He was still bothered by how Reuben looked at Sophia.
“Jericho, I think you should agree,” Sophia begged him.
Eventually, Jericho agreed, but it was against his will. Something in him seemed to warm him.
Then, all of them went inside.
Philippe and Elizabeth had just arrived at Grandma Lucy’s. Faster than anything, they looked for Sophia.
“The cops are still searching for her,” said Grandma Lucy, as she received them, at the front yard.
“Where else would they go?” Elizabeth said, troubled once more, and silence served as the answer.
At the lake house, Jericho was pacing here and there, uncomfortable at Reuben’s presence.
Exhausted, Sophia excused herself and went upstairs, but Reuben dirty-eyed her long legs, even though they were covered by her faultlessly-fitted blue jeans. Reuben’s look at Sophia’s figure pushed Jericho to the limit.
“Reuben, look! She’s my girlfriend!” Jericho rose from his seat, and boldly faced him.
“Dude, what are you talking about?” Reuben said, defensively.
“What am I talking about? You think I did not see the way you looked at her?” Then Jericho pushed him.
Reuben reacted forcefully too, and aimed to throw some punches.
From upstairs, Sophia heard the sounds of arguing, and dashed back to check on them. Seeing the two pushing each other, she darted between them, to stop them.
“Please, stop!” she yelped, with terrified eyes.
The two were suddenly put to a stop.
“Sophia? I—” Jericho ached to explain himself but his mouth was absolutely frozen. He could not find the words to, somehow, clarify his misconduct.
Reuben immediately removed Jericho’s grip on his black leather jacket and left, his anger blazing.
Watching Reuben bang the door heavily, Sophia faced Jericho and asked for some explanations.
“What has just happened?”
“Please, don’t get me wrong, Sophia.” Jericho could see how Sophia scowled. In the face of it, he moved fast to explain his misbehavior.
Sophia listened to him.
Finally reaching the town proper, Reuben, by chance, was seen by Grandma Lucy, when he passed by.
“Reuben!” Grandma Lucy shouted to him.
Reuben heard it and pulled over.
“Do you have any idea about my granddaughter’s whereabouts?”
To get the score even, Reuben revealed that the two were actually at the lake house.
Grandma Lucy felt cold, with disbelief, but she survived the shock, and straightway, informed Philippe and Elizabeth, including the three cops who were interviewing them.
Bea tensed the very second she heard it all.
Without beating around the bush, all of them started their engines and went to the lake house, in a flash.
“Jericho…?” Sophia nudged Jericho, while she was trying to dry her hair.
“Um?”
“How did you…?”
“What?” Jericho earnestly beamed at her, as he sat beside her on a bench, made up of woven rattan. They both just had a shower, separately, of course.
Sophia smiled back.
“What?” Jericho repeated.
The scent of his fresh bath crept into Sophia’s senses, as she managed to look at him.
“What do you want to know, Sophia?” Jericho asked again, entertaining himself with the sight of her, drying her hair.
“How did you become a doctor, that fast?”
Jericho now paused, swallowed a large lump in his throat, and thought of words to say.
“After you left Forest Green…” Jericho took his eyes away from Sophia, and exhaled deeply. “After you left, I attended a lot of advance classes. I wanted to fit into your world so fast, so that I… I bled myself, almost to death, just to finish med school.”
Sophia bowed her head in guilt and shame. She knew Jericho was very smart, but to learn that she was actually the reason behind his struggles… a piping hot blade sliced her heart apart. I’m sorry, was all she was able to say.
“I’m fine now,” Jericho spoke again. “I’ve got you now… and I could not ask for more.”
Cloud nine, indeed! Sophia could feel what Jericho was feeling! They were both swarming with the same emotions! And that statement she heard, just now, was a sign that she was finally forgiven. And as she processed Jericho’s last sentence in her mind, teardrops promptly overflowed. Her eyes were somewhat apologetic and grateful at the same time.
“Oh, Sophia!” Jericho rushed to catch her lips, tasting the saline in her tears. He didn’t care. All he ever longed for was a slice of heaven.
The harsh sounds of vehicles distracted them.
Jericho hurried away, to look through the windows, and saw vehicle lights heading towards the lake house. Hastily, he asked Sophia to prepare, for they would now hide in the forest.
Sophia was alarmed but she was not reluctant to leave. She and Jericho speedily went into the forest. Unknowingly, in her haste, Sophia left her silver bracelet on the lounge table.
The cops moved in, and began inspecting the lake house.
Philippe and Elizabeth went after them with the hope of seeing Sophia.
“The shower room’s wet but no one is upstairs,” one of the cops informed Grandma Lucy.
By chance, Elizabeth saw her daughter’s bracelet on the table. “They’ve been here!” She announced, and clutched the bracelet.
Philippe’s chest crumpled. Looking at the bracelet, he remembered that he gave it to Sophia. He strode on, in search for her, his worry deepening.
With Grandma Lucy’s emotions in a state of tumult, she beseeched them to search the forest.
Jericho and Sophia were running fast, and heading for the dim forest, now.
Sophia got tired and begged Jericho to rest for a while.
Jericho let her, but the sound of voices shouting ruptured his heart, to die. Swiftly, he begged Sophia to continue running.
They kept running and running until they were approaching a high cliff. They did not anticipate it, in the darkness of the night. The two went on running until Jericho accidentally stepped on a rock, fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.
Sophia, five steps ahead of him, saw what happened to him. On impulse, she stopped, too, but her last step did not land on the soil.
She had fallen, too late, from the high cliff!
Sophia screamed her heart out—an intense heart-stopping moment!
Sophia felt the wind upon her and knew she was falling fast. She grew weak. She looked up at the dark sky filled with tiny and sparkling stars but then—out of the blue—she felt that something had caught her. Her vision was fading in the growing darkness, when a blurred face came into sight, and she also heard the beating of... wings.
It was Abanir. He heard her screaming during his wandering, and he immediately came to her rescue.
The cops and Philippe endured searching the wild forest while Grandma Lucy and Elizabeth stayed at the lake house.
“Mom,” Elizabeth immensely cried to her mother-in-law.
Heartfelt, Grandma Lucy hushed her.
“I’m sorry that this is happening.”
“It’s not your fault, Eliz.”
“I can’t believe Sophia would do such thing.”
“Don’t blame Sophia, Eliz. Blame Jericho.” Grandma Lucy persevered to face Elizabeth. “Jericho’s the one who keeps on chasing her. If only he did not enter her life again, Sophia could have been just fine.”
“Oh, that Jericho!”
“Yes, Eliz. That boy keeps on ruining my granddaughter’s life!”
“What should we do now?” Elizabeth stifled another sob.
“I have a plan. You’ll see.”
Overwhelmed by the presence of the unconscious Sophia in his arms, Abanir decided to temporarily land her at the forest. At first, he did not know what to do but he was distracted to see her right foot bleeding. He carefully laid her under the acacia tree and shadowed his eyes upon her. Then, he left, for the meantime, to pick some guava leaves nearby; the kind of leaves that Vangkekans ordinarily used for wounds to prevent infection.
About ten minutes passed, he went back to her, milled the leaves, and placed them over her wounds, accompanying it with a gentle palming. Then, he drew closer to examine her face—peaceful and magnificent.
He lingered observing her but it was cut when Rabel suddenly landed and went directly to him.
It was such a bolt from the blue for Rabel to see a human with his raha. He staggered, unknowing how to react next.
“Raha, what have you done?” Rabel asked when he finally recovered from his shock.
“Rabel, this is the strange creature that I was telling you about!”
“How? How did you…?” Rabel faltered.
“She was falling from a high cliff when I came to her rescue.”
Rabel further pulsated. His conscience was killing him, deciding if he had to reveal anything he knew about the humans.
“My Raha…” Rabel spoke more when something in him pulled him back to continue his sentence. He remembered Datu Ilak’s order: that his raha must not know anything about the humans. But soon, he finally admitted, “Raha, that strange creature is a human.”
“Human?” Abanir wondered. “What is a human?”
“My Raha, humans are...” Rabel stiffened to finish his revelation.
“What, Rabel? Tell me!” Abanir’s eyes dilated.
“My Raha, they are like us but they are one of our enemies.” Rabel, in a weak-willed voice, avoided Abanir’s eager eyes.
“Enemies?” Abanir pondered heavily.
“Yes, my Raha. They are enemies,” Rabel repeated, bowing down his head to the limit.
“But why?”
“Humans once tried to invade us.” Now, Rabel procured a long gape at Sophia, and examined her carefully.
Abanir also landed her a stare, a blend of fondness and curiosity.
Innocent face! Dead to the world as her wounds persisted to outflow more blood.
“Rabel, this human needs me,” Abanir carried on, narrowing his eyes to study her wounds further.
“But Raha, the tribe will be in trouble if you take her to the palasyon,” Rabel opposed greatly.
“But her wounds are bleeding heavily and she needs further treatment,” Abanir asserted. “I’ll take her to Shamante.” At speed, Abanir carried her.
“But Raha, you’re making a big mistake!” Rabel contradicted again but Abanir finally flew her in the air.
Datu Ilak and Reyna Kaya were in shock to see Abanir carrying, in his hands, a human.
Rabel hid at Abanir’s back, afraid of Datu Ilak’s reaction. Hiding was the better choice, he thought, for he was not able to warn his sepe to put some distance, from the human.
“My son, why are you with...?” Datu Ilak asked, his eyes dilating, and his body suddenly shaking, badly.
“Ilo, I saw her falling from a high cliff and I…” Abanir was temporarily put to a halt by his parents’ deepening, intense look. “She needs our help. She is wounded.”
Datu Ilak and Reyna Kaya were still surprised by their son’s actions but they decided to help the human. But, they warned Abanir and Rabel that it should be a serious secret.
Datu Ilak ordered Rabel to call for Shamante, the tribe’s healer. Rabel obeyed him and flew off quickly.
While they were waiting, Datu Ilak asked his son to return the human, very early, the next morning, for her prolonged disappearance from her kin would surely cause a menace to their tribe.
Abanir was silent and hesitant. He felt torn into two.
In a short while, Rabel and Shamante arrived.
Datu Ilak suddenly asked Shamante to keep what he was about to see, a top-secret.
Shamante concurred then he was startled to see a strange creature, in strange clothes, lying down on the bamboo bed.
A human, he presumed, for she had no pair of wings. He reacted with uncertainty, but Abanir begged him, again and again.
In due course, Shamante was convinced to help.
