Invisible

Chapter 42

Later that night, Hannah, our now manager came in the house/quarters to tell us about our schedule for the upcoming months. Whenever we get to make another album, we get a hundred percent chance to tour the world. When we had our first album, we almost toured ten countries. With the success we're getting in our lives, people think we're the girl version of One Direction or 5SOS, or even the young revision of Little Mix or Fifth Harmony or even Cimorelli.

"I've got your schedule!" Hannah said, waving a piece of paper for the four of us to notice. I took the paper and looked at it with Parry, Grace and Jersey beside me to look at the schedule and we all got disappointed when we just didn't see the orders of the countries in line for us to visit.

Grace clapped excitedly, "We're going to leave London again!" she said with matching happy hand gestures. "We'll be touring with our class A plane again!"

"I bet you're planning to finish all the plane foods that are to be served?" Parry asked with a teasing grin on her face.

Grace blushed. "I do not!"

"Yes you do!" Jersey pointed to Grace with a chuckle. "Have you forgotten that twins can read each other's thoughts? Ask Parry, she studied Psychology." She chimed. "I can basically tell that you're planning to finish every dish as frequent as possible."

I looked at Hannah, "I thought we'll also get the numbered orders of the tour's schedule by country?" I asked. "Are we still going to go to New York firstly?"

Hannah shrugged, not knowing the concrete answer as well. "Probably. And I don't think we can get it within two days. I bet we still have to wait for a matter of a week or hopefully, less. Why?"

"Oh, nothing," Parry said with a sarcastic tone, making me turn my full attention to her. "She just wants to check out the EmpireStateBuilding for the nth time possible."

"She still thinks the story attached in PercyJackson series is true, about the 600th floor or something." Jersey was the one who laughs at me now. "What a bookworm."

I rolled my eyes at them and shot them a look. "At least I read books," I noted, "I spend my spare time improving my imagination the better way, instead of watching pornography whenever she gets the chance!" I stuck my tongue out for them.

"Watching can also improve our imagination, right? Makes you sexually adventurous." Grace asked as she slumped down the couch beside Parry. Being the one who watches the most porns, she surely has something to shot back to me. "I can't understand why you complain whenever we watch. What I cannot understand most is why you keep avoiding watching taped or compiled sex tapes when you had an experience before at the first place."

My breathing nearly hitched then my chest tightened at the said statement from Grace. Honest here, I didn't see that one coming on the way and did the best to destroy my day in a quick strike.

It's been years since I last heard someone mention anything about him but I still end up getting affected. My playful smile vanished from my face as quick as a heartbeat and so is Parry when she saw my reaction. I cleared my throat and just looked at Hannah. "Okay, I guess we'll wait." I said, "Since we just have some matter of a week to stay in here, I guess to hurry for work something not that ideal."

With that, I handed our schedule back to Hannah. Actually, I didn't wait until Hannah can take the whole of the paper from my clasping when I walked away, leaving the paper flying downwards to the floor. I don't want to be affected and yet, here I am. Five years after and I find myself having a total breakdown inside myself whenever I hear something or even notice something that would remind me of him. The only thing that does not affect me is the now permanent tattoo of a domino on my wrist. I kind of thought it was good if I would put some sort of a reminder of him to make me remember every struggle I have passed through because of him. It reminds me how it made me somehow stronger, or whatever I turned into.