The warmth from the sun, the light air breeze, the smell of the grass around you, all these factors contributing to your peaceful slumber out in the open as you wait for the canvas to dry. You were dead tired, exhausted from waiting and painting the sunrise.
It was worth it.
For the first time in a long time, you felt happy painting. Just like the way you did before. There is hope for you, and the sunrise you just painted will represent it all. It will be the one to narrate your story of hope.
Suddenly there was a change in your environment. The steady breeze now was gone, so is the warmth coming from the sun. Is it going to rain? No. The breeze would have been strong if it was.
"The canvas" You remembered.
Slowly, your eyes start to open. You were hoping to check on the canvas, hoping that it didn't get ruined but instead what you wasn't the beautiful scenery you picture yourself waking up to.
Nope.
You woke up in a room, sleeping comfortably in a bed.
You were back in your hotel room.
You wanted to sit up but your body has a mind on its own. Panicked starts to take over you. What had happened. Every question quickly popping in your mind. Was it all a dream? Did you finish the painting? How did you get back here?.
"Oh!" A voice from the sidelines said. You turned your head to see your best friend sitting in a chair beside you.
"Good morning" She greeted. Obviously teasing you. Your eyebrows crunch together looking for answers.
"Zen carried you down the hill to here," Hanuel revealed marveled by how surprised you looked. "He went there in the middle of a shoot, dropped and stopped everything.."
"What!?!"
Hanuel nodded; Zen had been on the edge when he woke up and you were still nowhere to be found and when noon strikes, he could no longer hold it in, he excused himself in the middle of filming and run up the hill where he found you, lying on the ground underneath a tree. At first, he thought that you had collapse probably from exhaustion and dehydration. Thankfully you weren't. You were just asleep.
"Are you sure you're okay?" The young director inquired as she places a hand over your head checking for your temperature.
"I'm good, Hanuel. Thank you for staying by my side"
"It was your boyfriend's request, he should be coming back anytime now" and just like he was on cue, Zen entered the room.
You and Hanuel smiled and giggled a little at each other, fascinated by how great Zen's timing is.
"You're awake!" Zen run right to your side his voice sounded more enthusiastic than he meant it to be, on the other hand, Hanuel kissed you on the cheek then bid you two goodbye.
Alone. With him.
Your heart race at the thought of what you did the night before. Violating his code and pushing beyond the boundaries of his pillow wall.
"You okay?" He asked sitting right by the edge of your bedside. He took out a water bottle from the plastic bag he was holding. "Here, drink this"
"Thank you" you stutter to say. He smiled as a reply for you.
He stood up and sat on the chair were Hanuel was sitting moments ago. You wanted to engage a conversation with him but he took a book and started reading as if he was forcing you to rest. You were taken aback by Zen's action but pay no mind to it as you were still exhausted and just slip back to sleep.
"Everything should be fine when morning comes," You thought as you doze off.
However, when you woke up Zen was nowhere to be found, his side of the bed has gone cold. You felt a bit disappointed but understood that he must have gone rehearsing on his own or maybe even running.
You brush off this uneasy feeling aside and continued the day hoping it would get better.
It didn't.
By the time the shooting has begun you were sure that Zen has been avoiding you.
At first during breakfast when you greeted him, he did greet you back but he immediately turned his back against you to go to talk to some of his co-actors then everytime you would be passing by each other he would go another way and just before the filming started, he ignored you when you tried to ask him directly what's wrong, just as you were about to say something he run towards the set.
By lunch, you were sitting quietly by Hanuel side while Zen sat with some of his female co-stars. You felt left out and different.
After lunch, just before filming would start again you excuse yourself to rest back in your room. And what you saw completely broke you.
He was smiling.
Was he that happy not to see you around, anymore?
Tears fell down your eyes the moment you entered the hotel room you shared with Zen.
Was it only you that thought this were getting better? Maybe you got things wrong? But where? What did you do? Questions after questions pop in your mind. It was a battle to compose yourself but when you finally did, you grab your staff and starts heading towards the direction you should be.
Home.
After all, you weren't meant to be here in the first place.
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