Voice on the Radio

Chapter 6

Vince and I arrived at his place. Yes, the place is good and all but I just can't seem to make myself enthusiastic about this thing right now. I'm too confused about my thoughts and my feelings. Why do these people keep on bugging me like forever? I just want to be happy but why can't I seem to find my way to happiness just yet? I'm been through much already. Are those things not yet enough?

I dropped my things and fell flat on the couch. I don't know but I feel sick, really sick. Vince sat down beside me and talked while I tried to listen.

"Are you still not feeling okay?"

"Err. I don't know."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you there alone in the first place."

"I'm sorry for acting like that a while ago. I should have composed myself a little better."

"Let's just forget about that okay? Hmm. Do you want to go to the beach or something?" Aww. Vince really do know how to make me feel better. Beaches make me feel better. Well, aside from cakes, chocolates and ice cream. Hehe.

"Sure. I love to. What do I need to bring?" I said while my eyes glitter with happiness.

"Just bring some clothes and I'll take care of everything else."

I started unpacking my things and chose the clothes that I would bring to the beach. I decided to bring a loose shirt and shorts. I changed my travelling clothes into a simple dress and then I wore my swimming outfit inside. I let my hair down and brought my sunglasses along.

I went out of the room that Vince gave me and looked for him. But I can't seem to find him or am I just lost in the house or what? I kept on roaming around the house when suddenly, a person hugged from the back. I gasped and looked at the person who's hugging me. It was Vince.

"I hate you!"

"Hey. Why?"

"You scared me! Ugh."

"I'm sorry okay?" Vince said and kissed me on the lips. He kept on kissing me and I kissed him back. Then we stopped kissing when he told me something.

"What if we just stay here and do something else huh?"

"Err. I want to go to the beach so bad." I told him with a pout.

"Fine. Let's go?"

"Yup." I answered back and we left the house.

The moment we reached the beach, people looked at our direction. We're not stars or something but why are they looking at us?

"Carrie, why are they looking at us? I've been here a lot of time already but this is the first time that this happened."

"I don't know. How am I supposed to know? Duh?" I told Vince then rolled my eyes.

Vince just shrugged and we continued walking. I know that's kind of harsh to say but come on! I'm not a mind reader or a psychic or whatsoever.

When Vince stopped walking and put down our things on the sand, I stopped walking and helped him fix our small place there. I laid the mat on the sand and started bringing out the food that Vince brought. He, on the other hand, fixed the big umbrella so that the sun won't shine on us that much.

After fixing everything, I wore my sunglasses back and lied down on the mat. Vince stood up and went somewhere else. Unfortunately, he didn't tell me where he was going. I think he got mad at me. *sigh*

I was about to close my eyes when suddenly, I heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Excuse me, miss." I looked at the person who talked and raised my eyebrow.

"Okay. I know it's kind of weird to go over here and talk to you when in fact, you don't me at all. It's just that you look familiar."

"Oh. Not again." I said while rolling my eyes.

"Pardon?"

"Never mind. What do you want?"

"Are you, in any case related to Jerry Choi?"

"Huh?"

"Wait. Don't tell me you don't know Jerry Choi?"

"Fine. Pretend like I know him even if I really don't know him for crying out loud!"

"Okay. I'm sorry. Let me introduce him to you then. Jerry Choi is a famous singer here in the country and in other countries as well. From his surname, it is quite obvious that he is a Korean. Oh, by the way, in case you still don't know him, you were all over the news with him."

"What?! Me, on the news? That can't happen."

"So are you telling me that you're not the one in this picture?" Then he handed me a newspaper. When I looked at it, gosh, it really was me and the guy he's talking about in the cover. Great, that's why the people are looking at us a while ago, huh?

"Okay. Fine. That's me and I don't care."

"Oh, you really have to care. I'm just here to warn you that since this is all over the news, you'll really be connected to Jerry Choi whether you like it or not."

"I can't be connected to him. I have a fiancé whom I love so much. So please spare me from all this non-sense."

"As much as I want to, I can't. I don't have the power to stop all those people who might want to contact or interview you because of the kiss that Jerry Choi gave you. All of them are thinking that you and Jerry have a, you know, romantic relationship."

"Eww. I swear, I never thought of having a relationship with that arrogant man."

"But the reporters won't believe that."

"I guess they will when they see me and my fiancé get married in a few months or weeks time."

"Err. I don't know."

"Carrie, is everything alright here? Who's this guy?"

"Oh, Vince, where have you been? Yeah. Everything's alright. He's just a guy asking something which is full of non-sense. He's actually leaving now."

"Are you sure? You look kind of doomed or something."

"Yup. I'm sure." With that, the guy whom I've been talking to a while ago left the place without a word.

Now, I'm really clueless onto what I should do. The thing about our wedding? I made that one out. We really don't talk about that thing for days already. Vince is kind of giving me the cold shoulder for days actually. I'm trying so hard to make him happy and be the Vince that I once knew but it's not working.

It lasted for weeks already and I don't know what to do anymore. So when I finally had the courage to talk to Vince, I did so.

"Vince, could we talk?"

"Alright."

"What is wrong with you? You've been giving me the cold shoulder for weeks! I don't know what to do anymore. I've been doing everything to fix this even if I don't know what the problem is. You asked me to marry you and to go here with you then what? You'll leave me here alone in this house and make me feel like I'm invisible. You know what, if you're not even sure of what you're feeling for me, just say so. I don't want to be a fool who'll be waiting around for you all over again. I'm so tired of waiting and if you don't want to continue this thing, it would be better to tell me straight to the point so that I could go back to my normal life." Vince didn't say even a word.

With that, I exactly knew what to do. I went straight to the room that I occupied for weeks. Removed all of my things in the cabinets and drawers and placed them in my bags. After doing it, I opened the door of the room again and went to the front door of the house to leave. Guess what, Vince was just there. Sitting on the couch like he was doing when I talked to him.

I opened the door and carried my things and waited for a cab. I just can't stand the fact that he didn't even bother to stop me from leaving. I hate it. I hate him!