When Everything Fails (De Chavez #2)

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

I HAD to wake up early morning to prepare for the taping today. It was our last shoot and everyone was expected to be present— even those who cameoed on the series were invited for the after-the-shooting party. They had told us that the director prepared a celebratory party in the nearby bar. I was planning to decline the invite but I knew that I should not. They were all present and I didn't want to leave an impression that might start a rumor about unprecedented attitude from me.

After this series, I was also planning to decline acting projects for several months— despite having a stack of offered projects to me with Roi as my leading man. Honestly, I had no problem with Roi— despite him being clingy most of the time when we were caught in the camera or fans were lurking around us. Though, his empathy for what happened to my relationship with Kei offset the unpleasant charade he was doing to please his fans— our fans.

It had been three months since I woke up without Kei beside me. I cried a river after that. It was so hard to propel his image out of my mind. His scent was lingering in my skin almost every day. I always felt his touch, his sweet words, his promise to wait until this predicament was over. Bids of tears became accessories to my eyes every time I was alone. Darkness became my preferred company as it soothed the burning pain that setting every emotion in me into flames. Nonchalance became my wall in order to evade others from seeing the wretched girl I was.

The amber shaft that penetrated my wall became distinct as the time rolled to six o'clock a.m. as the wind howled in through the opened window. The cool and crisp wind unabashedly slipped into my room, cocooning my body with its frigidity. The coldness in my room became so familiar to me. I felt so alone in my room; warmth has left me and I wasn't going to lie, I was seeking that feeling I lost when I lost him.

Tears started to well at the rims of my eyes. I choked back the tears and closed my eyes to grabble with the prickling pain in my chest and the twisting of my stomach. I missed Kei so much. I wanted to see him but how? Right after he left, I was informed that he left for La Union and he transferred there for his study. I was tempted to call or text Bellamy to ask how Kei was doing as of the moment but I fought the urge to do so. We needed this. We needed this space.

If we were meant for each other, we will find a way to each other. Not right now. Not yet.

I let out a sigh from my slightly parted lips. I leaped off of the bed and trudged to my bathroom. Today, I was expecting— but not really enthused— my father was on the set to watch the final roll of the camera. I knew that what he was doing was just a show-off— a deception to lure the public. To make them believe that he was a very supportive father but beneath that harmless intention was his ulterior motive to get the attention of the casual viewers.

I received a text message from my manager right after my bathroom routine, informing me that my father was on his way to the set. I had to roll my eyes as exasperation started to sprout in me. How great to start a day with the sight of my father.

Honestly, I couldn't find Aisha Angeles who was so devoted to making her father proud and happy. It was like, the Aisha had skinned out of my skeleton and after which the said skeleton was wrapped with a new layer of a woman whose resentment had reached the peak of perversive hatred to her father. I still loved my father but the hatred that was honed by the babied resentment in me was overshadowed any daughterly feelings toward him.

My team— my PA, road manager, glam team, and our driver— was on their way now. I just told my PA to wait for me in the lobby. After I prepared myself, one last glance at my reflection in the mirror and I was ready to go. As I closed the door of my apartment, I fished out my phone from my pocket and opened my dummy account. As I scrolled through my timeline— I only saw posts from my official account and other official fanpages, I saw a post from my official Twitter account, using the hashtag our fanbase started an hour ago.