Sosyalista

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Click! Click! Click!

Capture here. Capture there, ugh.
This nonsense people who kept on interviewing me and capturing my beautiful and fresh face, make me stress even more.

Just.Like.O.My.Goodness.

I am so stressed and tired, I need to take a beauty rest. After kong magrampa sa aking mga adoring fans ay tinawag ko ang aking P.A.

"Kolyn! Get my wardrobe and my pillow, now." She nodded then proceeded.

"Lynie, c'mon, faster!" Oh, forgive me. I usually call her any endearments that I want when I am totally stressed.

"Ma'am, ito na po. Sorry po natagalan." Yumuko siya.

I gestured her with you-can-go-now. And then, I totally slept.

After an hour of sleep, I called Kolyn again. Nagpakuha ako sakanya ng pagkain because I am too hungry. Tao lang din naman po ako, ano?

"Ms. Fischer, your Dad is calling." Kinuha ko yung phone then answered,

"Hello, dad." I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, sweetie let's have a dinner later at 7pm, see you." Then he hanged up.

Ugh. Alam na alam ko na ang pinaparating ni dad, he is always using me for his company.

7pm strikes, I called my driver na ihatid na ako sa restaurant na itinext saakin ng magaling kong ama.

When I arrived nakita ko si Daddy at Mommy na kausap ang Gueveras, na kasama rin si Jeric, which is their only son. I rolled my eyes.

"You're late, such a mess!" Dad whispered to me, "Can't blame me, I am a socialist girl." I smiled at them. I made beso-beso with my Mom and my Dad.

Jeric stood and pulled me a chair. I smiled.

"I am sorry, I am late." I acted as if I am blaming myself for Pete's sake! Gosh.

"Oh, it's okay hija." I turned to face Jeric. He smiled. I did the same thing, too.

Oh before I forgot. Jeric is my childhood bestfriend. Well what you think is true. Jeric is in love with me since we were in 9th grade. See? And I don't think so he had moved on.

"So how are you?" Jeric then asked me.

"Oh, I am really fine." I faked a laugh. My Dad glanced at me so I turned to face him. "Don't be so sarcastic, young lady."

I turned to face Mom. She is talking to Tita Olivia, Jeric's mom. Ugh. Ayoko na dito. Nakakastress.

"I am not being sarcastic, I am bored kasi, can we go home na?" I yawned.

"No." I rolled my eyes.

Then, I just drink my champagne and eat my pasta. I am so fuckin' hate this merging of company! I don't want to marry Jeric, he is just my bestfriend. Nothing else. I hate it, I hate my life! I threw the fork into my plate and run into the bathroom.

"Kiara!" I heard Dad shouted.

When I am running, I can hear people na mga nagbubulungan, malamang about saakin. Duh? As if I care about their comments. Just get their own fuckin' life!

I just want to live a normal life. Kung pwede lang sana na mabuhay na lang ako ng mapayapa, yung walang mga press, fans at mga managers na humahawak saakin, kasi it totally stress me. Pero kasi sinimulan ko na 'tong pagiging sosyalista, alangan naman eh hindi ko tapusin. I just want my normal life back.

Love? I believe in lifetime, I just don't love Jeric, I love Jeric as my bestfriend. I think Daddy doesn't love me. He shows his love for me whenever he needs me in his company. I cried everything I suffered this past few years.

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