Written in the stars // Jeo Ong

1:Priviliaged

"Disgusting piece of shit! Get away from me!" I pushed Jack away.

"Come on it was only once." Jack pleaded.

"No! You had your chance to change. You cheated on me for god knows how much times." I spit out.

I walk away with a heavy heart. Fuck you manila boys. Honestly. I got to my car and sat on the drivers seat.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed. I started the car and had it driving faster than the speed of light.

You're wondering what just happened? Well let me recap. My ex cheated on me with my best friend. My so called friends were on their side. I am Camellia Pardalis Constantino, and this is my fucked up life.

Yes, "the" Constantino. The daugter of Francis Constantino, the CEO of Constance Enterprises.

My father's a big name, especially when we are a part of the Constantino Dynasty.

Political dynasty's are a thing in the Philippines. Though I don't agree with it, my grandfather and generations that has came before us had done the Philippines good. Thats why they still vote for my family.

But behind those kind souls, family is a second priority for them. My dad always pushed me to be perfect. So I did.

An introvert but forced to be an extrovert, academically gifted, kind, sexy, and beautiful, that's my image in a loop. So many friends, a perfect girlfriend, the perfect daughter who was gonna inherit the company.

"ALL SHOTS ON ME!" There she is. The real Camellia.

My phone was vibrating, the name "Daddy" lights up on my phone. I ignore it and just start taking tequila shots.

After a night at the club, I get home.

"Ano ba toh Camelia! You're always drunk these days. Even driving under the influence tanga ka ba?!" My dad shouted as soon as I barge in the door.

"Chill dad. I can handle it." I said chuckling and taking off my shoes.

"Your grades have been dropping this is no longer you, Emelia." I rolled my eyes with that nickname.

"What I'm no longer your perfect daughter? You don't accept the new me?" I bitterly laughed. "Dad. This has always been me. You raised me this way. Believe it or not."

"No emelia. Go up to your room! I can't even look at your outfit right now. Pokpok ka ba? Such a disappointment." He shakes his head.

I run up to the stairs going to my room. "Shouldn't have done that ellie." My brother said as he was leaning on the doorway of the upstairs living room.

"Shut up Sean." I slam my door.

Fucking hell. I lock my door as I felt tears falling. I sat down on the floor leaning against my door. A big ass room, and theres me a small ball.

I look at the picture on my desk. My mother, why did she have to leave me? In a family filled with lies and perfect people.

I'm fighting for the life of me. I look at my guitar. A dream that seems so distant.

I feel so alone and numb. Everywhere I go it's just the same check up on if I was still the same girl. A perfect heir to the family.

I fell asleep on my floor curled up into a ball. The next morning I woke up. "Bebe?" Yaya natnat knocks on the door.

I wake up. Stretching my broken back, buti nalang my floor is carpeted. I stand up and open the door.

"Hi yaya." I smiled. "Okay ka lang bebe? Di ka pa nag papalit. Nako dalan kita bagong damit."

"No. I'm fine lang po. I'll get ready din po for the family gathering." I smiled.

Yaya natnat was the only one who cared enough to even check up on me. Maybe it's just her job, but I like to think she cares.

"Sige pero mag breakfast ka muna. Eto oh soup para sa hangover mo tas may gamot din dito. Tas favorite mong bacon." She smiles. I hug her. "Thank you yaya."

After breakfast, I got ready. A cute little yellow sundress with a white cardigan. I put a cute little clip on bow on my head and putting on light make up.

I look at myself in the mirror. I sigh. "Show time." I get out my room and walk out. The sound of my expensive Mary Jane heels click on the floor.

"Emelia."

"Father."

"Wow I should buy a katana and cut the tension." Kuya Sean laughs.

We both looked at him with a glare and walked to the van. I was sat up on front next to my father. Kuya went to his own car. He doesn't want the driver to drive him. "Behave yourself ellie."

"Yes father." I sigh.

We got to the venue. A beautiful view in Tagaytay.

I look around to see the elites. Politicians gather around talking and smiling, some with their celebrity wives and husbands. "Yan na si lolo." Sean whispered warning me.

I look at him and nod, we both sigh. I keep my head up and fake the notorious Camelia sweet girl smile.

"My only princess everyone! Come here iha!" My grandfather called for me.

"Hi lolo." I hugged him tight. "I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too princess." We let go and I bow to his friends. "Alam nyo ba tong Ellie namin, top student and napaka talino. You recently got an award for your fundraiser am I right iha?" He looks at me.

"Yes po lolo. One of the top leading fundraiser in all the schools here in the Philippines." I smiled softly. Everyone looks at me impressed and started talking about how jealous they are that my lolo has such a wonderful grandchild.

I look at my lolo seeing him smirk with pride. He thrives in bragging about our family. Especially when it comes to kuya and I.

Out of all my dad's siblings. My dad was his favorite and it was obvious.

He wasn't always the favorite. But when I came along he started using me to get closed to my granddad.

Being the achiever I was. He fed into it. So technically it's not my dad who's the favorite, it was me.

I excuse myself to grab a drink. I ended up on the balcony sipping a mock-tail.

"Hi best friend." I look around to see Patricia.

"What do you want now?" I glare.

"Nothing. Can't I just say hello to my sweet bestie?" She goes closer. "Just throw me over this balcony, so let's get this over with." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh and give you the satisfaction of being the good guy? I don't miss an opportunity." She smirks.

She spills her drink on her self. "AH! Ellie! I was just trying to help!" She started acting.

"Emelia! What did you do?" My father suddenly ran over.

I couldn't answer. I was too shocked too.

"What happened sweatheart?" Patricias dad came over. "I was just trying to help her. She had something on her face but she threw this drink at me!" She cried.

"Dad thats not true!" Sean came in defending me.

"Sean don't defend your sister's horrible behavior." My dad spit out. He started to apologize with what happened to everyone. Sean dragged me to his car.

"You're letting her treat you like this? Are you crazy elia!" He said. Too many nicknames huh.

"I don't know what to do anymore kuya." I looked down.

He sighed. "Let's go somewhere princess?" I had small tears coming down, but just nodded.

"Kuya will take care of you okay." He pats my head. My kuya may be mean at times, but he's still the family I have that maybe isn't so bad.