Chapter 02: Paradise Island

Memo

"Are you trying to kill yourself, Memo?" My daddy yelled looking at me furiously while my mom is treating the wound on my hand. I could not answer because I was busy crying. It has been three days since I was discharged from the hospital. Fortunately, no one died in the accident, the car who's about to smash my car immediately turned into the opposite direction causing my car to hit a large tree, a tree branch penetrated through the window and stabbed me on my stomach, a good thing and the wound is not too deep. I don't know if I should be thankful that I am still alive.

"Darling, don't scold him can't you see he's hurt?" My mom scolds daddy while applying the bandage on my hand that I tried to cut earlier, it looks like it's still not my time to die yet because every time I tried to end my life there is always someone stopping me.

"Then what? He'll try to cut his wrist again? God! Memo, forget that man, he's no good for you." My dad preached to me. I ook down at the floor and smiled bitterly at what my dad said, I tried to forget him but the pain in my heart kept coming back. I didn't know what to do, I was used to being with him all the time and I don't know how I could live without him.

"I think you need a break, Memo. Why don't you go to our rest house to ease the pain you've been holding in your heart, the ambiance of the island is calming and peaceful and I think that's what you need right now." My mom suggested, so much to my horror. I shook my in instant, rejecting her suggestion.

"N-no mom, I don't want to go to that Island," I complain while constantly shaking my head, still crying.

"You are going to the Paradise Island Memo, you can only come back here when the summer is over, I will also transfer you into another university so you won't stumble on your bastard ex-boyfriend again," Dad said in an authoritative voice.

"No, dad? Please I don't want to go there and I don't want to move to another university." I complain, I'm on my last year in college and I'm a candidate for cum laude, moving to another university will only mean losing the Latin honor I've been working for the past three years, all my hard work will be put to waste and I will not let it happen.

"Memo, we're doing this for your good." My mom said calmly.

"My decision is final, Memo, you're going to the Paradise Island." My dad said using his baritone voice before he turned around and left me and mom. I just sobbed at my mother's shoulder at what was happening to me.

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"Be careful my son, always pray and call me if something is bothering you, okay?" Mommy said softly while daddy was just standing quietly next to mommy. I just smiled at them and finally got into the car.

Upon entering the car, Sandro immediately starts the engine and drove slowly. Sandro will be with me as ai spent my boring summer in Paradise Island, he will be my guard and driver.

Since I had nothing to do in the car and I think the trip to the island would take almost half a day so to ease my boredom I took my cellphone out of my pocket and logged into my Instagram, but it looks like I did the wrong move because the moment my news feed showed up, I was bombarded with Leo and Lily's ugly photos, they were smiling like an idiot. I gritted my teeth out of anger as I was looking at their ugly photos, the pain in my hear slowly came back. Fuckers! How did they manage to have some fun and took ugly photos while I was here, hurting? I wanted to cry but I gather all my strength not to, now I realize that my relationship with Leo was over.

"Sir, we are already here." I was drowsy in my sleep when I felt someone pat on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and Sandro's gorgeous face is the first thing I notice. I looked at the window and was relieved when I saw the beach not near where we are parking. We are already here.

"Can you bring our things to the resthouse? I'm going to the beach." I asked Sandro but he just looks at me suspiciously as if he didn't believe me when I say I'm going to the beach.

"Come on Sandro, I won't kill myself okay?" I said raising an eyebrow at him, I did not wait for his answer I went out if the car and started walking towards the shore. I sat on the boulder, the strong cold wind caressing my body, just a few minutes from now and I'm going to witness the sunset. It is very quiet here in the island unlike in the city, even though I don't want to leave my city life I can do nothing, maybe I should reflect and think. Mom was right, the ambiance on this island is relaxing and calming.

"Sir, let's go back to the resthouse, it's almost dark." I didn't notice Sandro approaching so I was surprised when he suddenly spoke. I didn't realize that I was sitting here on the boulder for a few minutes, I got up and walked ahead of Sandro to the resthouse.

When I entered my room, I heaved a sighed out of boredom, minutes had passed and I'm already bored inside the resthouse. What am I going to do now? This is why I don't want to come here, I will die in boredom and I think it wasn't a noble way to die, though cutting my wrist is not a noble way to fie either but whatever. There are no malls you can go to, you can do nothing but look at the beautiful views of Paradise Island, it is fun to look at the island but if I look at it on my entire stay here, I will go crazy when I return to the city.

I looked around my room until I saw the robe hanging in my open closet, maybe Sandro forgot to close it when he moved my clothes on the closet. I took off my shirt and pants, I was just wearing a boxer brief. I was staring at the robe when suddenly I thought of a mischievous idea. It's freaking boring inside the resthouse and it won't be that bad if I try to have some fun right?

This is my first time doing this, maybe this is what you become after being broken-hearted, a rebel. I went out of my room and headed to the other room, Sandro's room. I slowly turned the doorknob, I smiled when I saw his body covered with only a thin fabric. I swallowed my saliva out of nervous, I was contemplating if I should go back to my room or proceed to what I've been planning to do.

What if Sandro beats me? I don't even know if he's gay or bisexual. Fuck! I'm freaking nervous, Sandro has been working at our family for a long time now and he is being paid a large amount of money, he's also indebted to my family because my parents are the reason why his brother is still alive, my parents are the one who supports his brother's chemotherapy.

I want to be a rebel tonight. I want to know what it feels breaking the rules.