The Strings of a Violin

21. Mariya

Here I am, on the red carpet, with the rest of the actors and actresses in the tv series I starred in. Everyone wanted to know my name, ask how I got the role, what I do for fun, and so much more.

I had Kito right by my side to help me through the premiere night. I had to give a speech and let's just say I'm super nervous to give it and I needed some moral support. . . And a cute date of course.

With crutches in hand, and a very fancy party dress and a pair of sandals, I made my way down the red carpet.

I posed with my colleagues for pictures and answered fan questions to the point that I was laughing my ass off. With Kito by my side, helping me do some impressions, I felt invincible.

We made our way into the building and I mingled around with some of the cast members. Introducing everyone to an overwhelmed Kito was funny to watch. He tried to remember everyone's names, or try to talk to multiple people at once about different things.

It was safe to say the celeb life is not the life for him.

After the screening of the first two episodes of the show, I had to make my way to the stage to make a small speech with a few of my colleagues.

Step after step my nerves started to rise. I didn't exactly have anything planned.

Life story?

Start from the beginning?

Ding ding ding, we have a winner.

"Now please welcome to the stage Mariya Ramano," the announcer said. Clapping ringed around the room loudly.

I looked over at Kito and mouthed to him; "I may or may not of stole your last name."

A silent laugh left his lips and I went to the mic.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for a certain someone I wouldn't be here right now. I wouldn't have this role, and I most likely wouldn't be alive," I took a deep breathe.

"I know I'm young, and that I should be heading to college but I won't be. I've decided to drop any other plans and keep this new life.

"This new life that I deserve. I'll be an actress and artist. The best two things I know. I used to be depressed, and hospitalized. I got to leave all that behind because of one person.

"I got to be happy again, I have friends again, and most of all, I have love again.

"So with all my heart, and with all my breathe. All of my thanks go to my beloved, Kito Ramano. No we're not married but I thought I would steal his last name early," I ended with a small giggle before making my way off of the stage.

Clapping, standing ovation, some people crying. I smiled brightly, and went back to my seat beside Kito. He stood, gave me a hug, a deep kiss on the lips, and when he said the next 3 words I thought time stopped.

"I love you," he said into my ear.

I hugged him tighter. "I love you too Kito Ramano," I said back before kissing him.

A look of surprise crossed his face before he took my hand. "Come on superstar, let's go home," he whispered.

And we did, we went home and went to bed.

And we didn't wake up till noon the next day.

The end.

(Sike)