BELLE
Next Destination: Las Vegas
I woke up again, not in the plane, but to my new suite again in a new hotel. We arrived last night and honestly, I didn’t have enough sleep. I rolled on the other side of the bed and took a glance of the bright red digits which read ‘6:17 a.m.’. Another awful day again, I think.
I scratched my head, slowly sat up from the bed, scratch my eyes and went straight to the bathroom. Facing the mirror, I lowered my head down and turned the faucet knob on, washing my face with water to freshen up myself. After that, I proceeded to the mini living room. I grabbed the ingredients from the fridge and mini drawers to cook myself a breakfast.
While cooking, I was thinking of things which had happened yesterday. Well, here’s the full-detailed thing:
She came up to me with a loud voice saying, “You SLUT!”
“THE NERVE ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?”
“ACTING ALL SO INNOCENT! BITCH!” Then, her hands made its way to my hair, my precious hair and pulled it and gripped it tightly like she wanted to tear it off of my head.
“LET ME GO!” I retorted.
“THERE’S NO FUCKING WAY I’D DO THAT!” Then, she continued. It was embarrassing though and I can’t fight back; that can ruin my reputation as a recording artist. Still fighting the urge to get a knife nearby and kill this woman but I just can’t. People who were still not in the plane were intrigued by that scandalous scene so there’s this stampede at the entrance. Luckily, the staff, Monique and the other girls stopped the fight.
When it was already over, she said before walking out, “I’m not going with you guys. I guess I better act like myself rather than being fake; not like someone over there.”
I snapped back to reality, stirring the eggs in a circular motion in the large bowl and frying it on pan. Then, I also prepared a vegetable salad with mayonnaise for my breakfast. And after a few minutes, I’m already done with the work and I put the plates with food on the glassy table. My hand reached for the remote nearby and pressed the red button.
I started to dig in my food and stared at the wide screen showing Phineas and Ferb on Disney. I ate up my meal but not in my normal manner. I cancelled the press conference scheduled this morning ‘coz my mind is really messed up. I needed some rest for this day only.
GREYSON
“Are you officially done with the ‘Truth Be Told EP part 2’?”
“Yes, it’s done and it’s gonna be released in the next months.”
“What can you say about your fans?”
“They’re really supportive. Like they’re the best people in the world. I love my dedicated Enchancers.”
I tell you, these were only a few questions from them. There are more upcoming and I hope I can answer them truthfully. And I don’t know why Belle didn’t make it. Like where the hell did she go? I snapped back to reality when this question came up.
“Who is or what is your main inspiration in writing your songs in the past few months?”
“My main inspiration for writing those is no other than this girl. She had been a big help to me.” I smiled, never giving additional details. By that, the interviewers were intrigued. They were interested like they’ve never ever been before. So they proceed asking questions, a bunch of questions like the one that was asked to me.
Luckily, after the press conference, I was already free. Since that I have no work to be done in the night, I guess taking myself to Belle’s suite would be fine since I know where it is situated. I ran helplessly as I try to get in the car, trying to avoid the paps’ as much as possibly.
I finally got to the hotel, where loads and loads of people surrounded the place. I mean, is there something going wrong with the place? I entered through and went to the receptionists’ table only to find the lady receptionist showing obvious flirts. I asked if I can go to Belle’s suite and she gave something I don’t know but said it’s a requirement to enter the room.
Just as I reached the fifth floor of the building, I knocked on the door thrice before getting a ‘Come In’ answer. I turned the knob and pushed the door. Her suite was full of moist air; probably the air conditioner wasn’t working or she just simply turned it off. But I least cared about it since she was pale and her eyes were puffy and her nose was red when I came in. Carefully, I dropped the bags I shopped before going close to her. Damn, she’s sick.
“How are you?”
“I’m fine. Just a mild headache and runny nose.”
“I’m sure there are medicines in here. Let me check it first. I’ll be right back.” I told her, quickly rushing to get her a remedy.
“Okay.”
Then, I went to her room only to find a small cabinet with small-sized drawers and luckily, there were tablets there for remedy. I stepped out of her bedroom bringing the medicine with me and rushed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I brought all those things all the way to the living room where she lied down not as healthy as she is on the white seemingly-soft couch.
“Here. Have some. It’ll help you get better.”
“Thanks.” She said in a hoarse voice.
“I thought you were in the mall window shopping.” I chuckled.
“No, I’m still not familiar with this place yet.” She can still manage to smile even if she’s having a bad headache and cold. God, this girl is so strong.
“Want to have a movie marathon?”
“Sure. That’s fine with me.”
“Okay. But first, we need to eat. I bought some things for dinner. Wait a second.” I said as I take the bags I bought from a nearby fast food chain and convenience store. I bought pasta with tomato sauce and basil leaves while I’m only leaving myself a king-sized burger. She smiled, still weak on the state and continued to eat up her dinner.
~*~
9pm
I pulled out a DVD that I had just rented from the movie house.
“Great choice.”
“Thanks.” I smiled, getting the tape from its container and putting it on the DVD player. Before the storyline started, I turned off the lights and prepared the blankets. She’s feeling better now so I turned the air conditioner on. I plopped on the couch and snuggled close to her, covering half of my body with thick blanket.
The suite was filled with eerie silence as we watched. During the core of the film, I noticed her snuggling close to me until her arms brushed past me, still with her eyes focusing on the screen. I took a glance of her once again and stared back at the screen. It was boring but at the same time an inspiring movie. Little did I know, she already fell asleep with her head on my lap and her body lying down on the couch.
My mind said goodnight before curling my body, sleeping beside her with her back facing me and drifted off to sleep.
(So um yeah, I ran out of ideas and please bare with me people. Camping is near. I can't easily update.)
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