C1 Rigz Agony

Fresh air greeted Rigz at the airport exit. He looked around, expecting someone to pick him up. He couldn't help but to noticed the scenery he hadn't seen for quite a lone time. The place has changed drastically since his last visit back in his high school days.

His eyes were occupied at the intersection. He was offered a cab but he declined. Rigz Muratori was an impatient man, and he was nearing the point of annoyance when a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of him. The door opened and the man who was not far from his feature stepped out. The man was six and five inches tall. He wore a grey fitted shirt and khaki pants with a pair of combat shoes, similar as what you have seen in a Columbian Soldiers movie is wearing. And he looks different from what he really is.

"Come on fuc**r! I know you missed me, but please get in the car before you lose yourself and kiss my ass," the man yelled at him while carrying one of his luggage and placing it in the car compartment. There's no single exchange of greetings between them. He was no other than Draco Bianchi, one of his jackass friends. A gloomy one. He suddenly recalled the activities they were involved in the lead of this fuc**r.

"Hey, you're not giving me a hug? I miss you, man!" Draco said with a wide smile and seemed to annoys him more.

"Drop it, you freak! Don't you dare touch me, lunatic!" he said as he staggered in disgust.

He missed his buddy, no don't about that. And now he just found out that he was smiling for real. Draco was like a brother to him, and they didn't break all ties even though he's been to St. Petersburg and has been there ever since. He was a good man and a friend to him.

Ouch for that, Muratori!" Draco laughed and acted like a depressed girlfriend. The son of a bitch even kissed his own chest like a broken fella.

"Where's my car Drac? I'd rather drive my own back to Cagayan, rather than bother you here" Rigz said. He was referring to the car he bought before he arrived. It was better to travel alone. He knows how busy man, Draco Bianchi, is.

"Alright, if that's what you want man! It's in my garage. But see Aven and Ivanov first before heading to your hometown. They'll be glad to see you!" he said as his perception focused on their way.

He apologized for not being with his colleagues. He's been too drained. Going home early is better than staying in the City. One thing is that they don't know what he is going through. Rigz simply avoiding the interrogation that these may have done to him if they had the opportunity. He rather spent his time alone and buried himself in his ancestor's mansion. Perhaps he have the peace of mind he needed there.

"Please... Rina, don't do this to me!" He begged.

"Stop it Rigz! It won't work anymore... let's end this already," Rina blatantly said.

"Rina please! Don't leave... I love you, Hon... you know that!"

"My God, Rigz... don't stooped this low. Look at yourself... could you please have shame?" Rina irritated asked.

"I don't care, Hon! I don't care if I may look shameful, just please, Hon... don't do this. We can work these things out, together." He cried. He even knelt.

"Are you fuc***g kidding me, Rigz? We can't make things out." Rina smirked while disgustedly looking below his thigh. "That thing can't work out, it's useless, Rigz.. accept it!" She then walked with a wide smirked on her face.

"Hey, Rigz! Wake the fuck up!" Rigz opened his hazel brown eyes and blows a deep breath. A fucking nightmare, again. Really? In the middle of the freaking dark road.

"Hey bro! Are you okay? You are fucking groaning..."

"Yeah, I'm fine,\.Just... ahm... a bad dream."

Rigz looked at the window. He avoided talking about that nightmare because it was all about Rina Tatiana. His supposed to be fiance. They've been engaged for nearly three years. They're going to get married until that tragic accident happens.

"I'm very sorry Mr Muratori, but I can't give you any assurance on that matter."

"What are you talking about? That I can no longer use this,"Rigz said in disbelief, at the same time pointing in between his thighs.

"I'm sorry to tell you that! But maybe yes." The Doctor just drop the fucking bomb.

"No! For Pete's sake, I can't accept this. I'd rather die in that fucking accident than accept this cruel fate!"

"Hey Rigz! Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes. Just a jetlag, maybe," he said and turns his gazed back to the dark road.

It's have been a year ago. That's the disaster. He has done everything. He spent millions. He almost travelled across the world to find something that can get him back to normal, but there was nothing he found. And that was the reason, why Rina dumped him. Just because he is incapable and he can't make her satisfied anymore.

He continues to be broken and miserable. He's littered with his ego and pride. His faith in himself has faded. In reality, it's useless. What else can he do in his life?

"Damn it!" As he remembered the part of his life, he wanted to focus in oblivion. Successive blows came out of his mouth. It's been a year, but it seems like just happened yesterday. For him, all was still new. She left it for that reason. He needs a breath of fresh air. He wants to forget everything. If he stayed in this place, he couldn't do it.

There's a lot of memories in this place. Rina isn't a woman that can easily be forgotten. The fact that he sincerely loves that woman. He even thought of having a family with her. He was thinking , but it wasn't like what it supposed to be. The woman discarded him like a used toy. Maybe because now he's useless. What a pity?

Rigz wanted to escape from the tiring cities. He needs some space to restore himself. The fact that he was rejected by her made a huge impact on his character. He wanted to get away. He wanted to isolate himself far from the humiliation that his ex-fiance had been subjected to.