Chapter 3 Worn out and filthy

He really was feeling dizzy. It had been so long since he had any alcohol on his belly. He stopped drinking when he started courting Bella because she never liked it. He only had his eyes on her. There were so many other things that he used to do but stopped doing because of her. Only to realize that she had molded him into an image of the man she truly loved.

"That's boring dude. Get over Bella. That's the bottom point of all your problems anyway. So if the cause is a girl then the only solution is a girl." Cougar insisted.

"Do you want us to give you a surprise? Do you prefer one that comes out of a gift box or from a giant cake?"

He stood and took out three thousand pesos from his wallet. "I'll just take my leave. I told you, I don't have any interest in women. I don't think I'm a good company tonight. I still have a jet lag."

He started walking out of the night club. It would be better if he can get away from this place. If he could be alone again.

He was met by seducing looks from some women. He knew that look. Since he was sixteen, women offered their bodies to him for free. Now it doesn't even affect him. Maybe he really should consider being a monk or a priest.

"Micah, where are you going?" Steele asked while running after him.

He immediately hailed a taxi. He looked back just as he was about to get in, he saw his other friends already behind him. "Anywhere. I'll just phone you when I feel better. Thanks for the birthday celebration."

He gave them a salute, closed the taxi's door and told the driver to drive. "To the Robinson's Tower in Padre Faura please."

He leaned back to the seat and closed his eyes. He felt his head throbbed with pain. He also knew that the effect of alcohol was starting to kick-in. If he had stayed any longer, he wouldn't know what would happen if his friends started offering those women to him. He didn't want to do something he would regret. Loveless sex was not in his vocabulary anymore. He might end up hating himself the next day. It's best to leave while he's still in his right mind.

"Sir, where here." The driver informed him.

He paid the driver and looked up at the building. He bought it last year. These was where he planned to live with Bella after the wedding. She wanted a penthouse so that she could enjoy the view of the whole city and the sea.

He has never stepped foot in the place since the wedding was canceled. He even considered selling it. But for now, it was the only place where he could go. No one would think that he will be staying there.

He used his keys to access the elevator to the penthouse. He felt emptiness slowly creeping inside him as the elevator opened to the penthouse. He punched in the code and the electronic door opened. He was welcomed with darkness and in the wide glass window he saw lights coming from the buildings nearby. The world outside was bright and lively but he opted to stay in his dark, gloomy world. He didn't know how to return things to how it was.

He headed to the master's bedroom and took off all his clothes. He felt all worn out and filthy. He also still felt light headed. Perhaps a shower might relax his mind. And once he had enough sleep and cleared out his mind, it's time to start planning on what he needs to do with his life.