Have Been In Love With The Superstar (COMPLETED)

51: Silhouette

51: Silhouette

It’s been months. Almost a year, actually. Brayden’s world tour was really awesome. Sadly, it ended a few days ago. And we just arrived today here in California. We stayed for a bit in his last place to have his concert which is in Australia.

I’ve enjoyed the tour though I missed my first year in college. Anyway, it’s okay since I’m not yet enrolled and my parents gave me their permissions so easily. Just because I told them what happened while I’m in Philippines. They got real mad but they’re able to let me be with Brayden.

Right after we arrived at LAX Airport, he immediately went to the company where he’s working at and he just let his driver send me to my house. I’m quite surprise that there was an unfamiliar car drove off in our driveway. I just didn’t have the chance to see the person because he’s driving so fast. One thing I’m sure, he’s a man due to his outfit.. a coat and tie and perfectly dishevelled hair.

Kuya Michael is in his room and my parents are in their room, too, that’s what the maid said. I think it’s better to surprise them after I take a rest. I really got a bad jetlag.

I’m having a coffee at Pnymosein when I saw a familiar figure of a guy. He’s back is turned at me so I can’t see his face. He’s like someone who is so close to me. I have this feeling.. a weird feeling. And all the broken pieces of my heart I’m trying to restore was once again shattered into more pieces when he turned around. Just as the pain crawls back, a granule of tear falls. I’m about to leave when he grabbed my wrist. His grip was too tight that it hurts. And when I looked into his eyes, it mirrored my broken self. I could see the weakling Katriel in his eyes. And I can’t read what’s in his eyes. But I know, the fire inside of me keeps on burning my heart. It pains me... never endingly.

“Katriel,” just as he utter my name, I wailed.

“Reniel please... don’t make this hard for me. I’m granting what you want so please.. even if pain is still inside, at least let me suffer it peacefully. Without an image of you.”

I breath in suddenly and loudly.. I sat straight in my mattress. The dream. It haunts me again. It never get tired of visiting me in my dreams.

Bumaba ako para uminom. Inuhaw ako sa panaginip kong iyon. It was really painful though. Sosorpresahin ko nalang sina Mommy. Hindi naman nila alam na ngayon ang dating ko. Ngunit ako ata ang nasorpresa. O sorpresa nga ba ang tawag roon?

“Good thing she’s not here.” Dad said to mom.

“So you’re thankful that you’re own niece went back to the Philippines just to get more pain?”

Niece? Does Dad have a niece? Whose daughter? Aunt Katherine? But she died without bearing a child. Or they have an illegitimate brother or sister? But then, who’s she? Why we didn’t know about her?

“Gladys, it wasn’t my whole idea..”

“Okay fine! It was all mine but at least it helps you to give her a reason to leave him and finally forgets about Philippines.”

“Yeah, I know and I’m also thankful to that.” Dad said as he sit beside mom.

“But how can we explain if she heard about this?” pagtataranta ni mommy.

“She won’t. We’re doing our best to keep this a secret so this will not going to leak,” dad answered so surely.

Umalis na ako roon. Nag-bago ang isip ko na sorpresahin sila. Hindi ko alam kung ano iyong narinig ko. Hindi ko alam kung sino ang pinag-uusapan nila. But I have this strange feelings that they were talking about me. Just look at it, ‘not here’? ‘Philippines’? ‘forget him’? Are they really talking about me? But how could it be? A niece? I’m hundred percent sure that they are not talking about me. At least, I’m hoping.