Illusional Love (PENDING)

Thirteen

       Tyler. Tyler. Tyler.

       Damn, can he just get out of my mind just for a second?

       I'm now back at Uni, with the lovely and sweet rehearsal time (please add the sarcasm). Everything is now more structured since it's getting closer to the due date of our performance. My job is right now full on my desk that I have to be on stage, telling everyone what to do and how they act, fitting the clothes which are only done for half, and many more.

       And you know what exhausting me the most? Dragon-asshive is being super complicated on my mind by keep on appearing every millisecond of my life, means that he's been on my mind all day long. I don't care about my phone anymore since my job right now is more important than just speaking, either by FaceTime or iMessage or whatever, with him.

       This week has been so crazy and I barely even have a break for breathing. My schedule becomes hectic, like it has no ending for me until the performance. Yet now, I also have to get my ass up in the morning every Saturday for a meeting with Mr. Raleigh or probably another rehearsal.

       I'm started to feel like I regret on accepting myself to be a director along with a main role. And the situation right now is becoming more complicated that Mr. Raleigh had a meeting with someone's important. That means, no one is helping me with the job that I have right now. Isn't it great, huh?

       "No, I mean like you're the cousin of Loui, so you should be just talking casually to other person than greets me playfully. You got it?" I tell one of the students I barely know. What's his name again? Nolan? Neil? I don't care though.

       He just nods at me before walking back to his spot and we're all started again on the same scene we've been practicing twice today. I walk towards the piano to hug my 'dad' from behind while he's playing the piano.

The scene is showing that we're on a party that Loui's dad is the host because there's something to announce. That makes Loui and Elena should go to their parents' private island to join the party. It's more into formal party than having-fun kind of party because there are lots of old people in this scene.

He stops playing it and turns around to hug me back. After he thinks the hugging has been long enough, we pull back from each other's arms. "Hey, sweetheart. You're ready?"

"Ready for what?" I ask the guy that I call as my dad in the story, as I look straightly into his eyes to find something that I thought I would find but I find nothing.

"You'll see because I'm going to start the party right now." He stands up before putting his arms around my shoulder and we walk side by side to the living room.

He picks up a glass of champagne and hit the glass gently with a spoon to call everyone to gather in the living room. It just takes a couple of minutes before everyone gathers in here to hear the information and the party he's just about to begin.

"Good evening, my family and friends. I've been meaning to gather all of you in here with an important information. Some of you may have known-" I look around the crowd surrounding me while I'm sitting on the barstool and my 'dad' is standing near the fireplace.

I don't know what my 'dad' talking about so I just decided to walk and look around before meeting a pair of cold green eyes that I've came to know it slowly and slowly. He's also looking at me with widen eyes before he shakes his head away as if to try to deny the fact that I'm here.

       "Louisa?" I hear 'dad' calls my role name that makes me snap out to reality since I've been daydreaming about the thoughts of seeing someone that I may come to hate. I walk towards 'dad' and he wraps his arm around my shoulder.