ECHO

Chapter 6: Backup

Chapter 6: Backup

The cool breeze brings chills traveling down my spine. I’m here at the park right now, sitting on a bench while watching the surroundings in reminisce of a ghost town due to the time. I checked my watch pointing at 10:15 p.m. Wonder why I’m still out of the house late at night?

Ugh. I even prefer to sleep on the park bench where no one passes by than to stay at home acting like I’m in a theatrical play with my life perfect and free from problem because I’m an antagonist in real life that doesn’t feel pain but rather gives pain. Wake up from that dream. My life’s perfectly imperfect!

I grip the script more forceful than you ever thought as I look on the pages to memorize the lines. The pages were crumpled due to my potent clench of the white sheets of paper.

Just what am I doing?! I need to practice! That’s the reason why I’m here right? …to beat their faces off tomorrow for the first day of practices!

Breathe in…

Breathe out…

I stand in front of a sturdy plant and check if anyone’s around.

Imagine that Angel as this plant Yuki! My brain commands into dilemma.

My imagination enters a world where the first scene to welcome me was Angeline slapping my face in front of the whole crowd.

Ugh! This is just so embarrassing! And her role was just what I really wanted!

My body starts to fall to the ground as I imagined feeling the pain on my redish cheeks with my eyes already piled up with tears at an instant.

Gosh, it’s been a century since I’ve cried like this. The only difference was I’m just acting.

“I’m… s… so… sor—”

Argh! I can’t! And why do I need to apologize to that angel?! Damn it!

But no! Focus Yuki! Focus!

I filled my eyes with more tears as I tried to stand up with my body trembling as stated in the script. My eyes gazes her in awe of myself. “I’m so… sorry.”

There! I said it! Just damn said it! That just proves how hard it is to apologize.

I gain my composure and grab the script out of the bench. I scanned all the next pages, looking for more lines that I know I can possibly flinch when not practiced with.

Until I saw another scene far worse than that first one.

I again maintain my composure in front of the plant. Now, thinking of it as Van.

Once again, my imagination enters the world of annoyance.

I stare at his eyes in confusion… in bewilderment… in awe.

He looks at me with those pitiful eyes that would have made me hate it if it was in real life… the look of pity.

My feet steps closer to him until the space between us was just an inch apart. “I… love… Ugh! I hate you!”

Damn. Here we go again. I keep on flinching!

But really, I need to master this scene. I just need to… for the sake of vengeance.

I was supposed to speak again but I feel water droplets touching my skin as they fall slowly from the sky.

Continue… my mind commands.

I stare at the sky as the water droplets masks me with water. Maybe it is really in lachrymose state with my emotions. But wait, what do I really feel?