Dracula's Obsession

Chapter 5

Chapter 5
Mister West Wing Guy.

Anastacia's Pov

Is it him? The Mister on the west wing. But...but? How on earth can that be even possible? He is Dracula Vain Liandore. Impossibleng siya iyong lalaking yun. But they have the same scent. That's not enough reason. Madaming magkakaparehas ng perfume.

Ugh, no. It's..maybe it's coincident? They just have the same scent..the same perfume to be exact. Yeah, that's it. For Pete's sake impossibleng siya yun. But he mouthed you the word mine. That word too, the Mister say that to me.

Pero impossible talaga na si Mister west wing guy at si Mr. Liandore ay iisa. Ghad, bakit ko ba iniisip na iisa sila? We're a total stranger to each other. Total stranger yet his looking at me intently like it is just the two of us walking on wonderland. With are hands intertwinned together. With a saxophone playing around. With the dandelions dancing with the air. And the scent of lavander lingering around and intoxicating our systems.

It is so magical yet dreamy. He's catching my soul where he creates fire. His eyes is burning with different emotions.

I bite my lower lip. Wake up Anastacia. Hindi ito fairytale to think such thoughts. Everything is just coincidental. That feeling might be just a coincident too. What a coincidence right? Two different people can make you feel the same feeling? The same strage feeling to be exact. Is that even possible? Maybe it is.

Nakatitig pa rin ako sa mga mata nito. I can see longing in his eyes while his staring at me. It shifted into another emotion like he didn't see me for ages. As if he did know too many things about me that even me didn't know.

Maski sarili hindi kilala? Yeah, cause many things happen on human system. We often seek for things cause there's this time when we didn't even know who we are. We sometimes cry out of frustration because of it.

Seeing ourselves like we are not who we are anymore. What have been gotten into us.

But me. Seeing someone on that state. And me being the reason. That's far beyond my expectation.

He's a stranger at all he won't look at me like that. Like the knowing and the longing look that he did.

I am confuse. Do I somehow know him? Did we met somewhere at hindi ko lang siya maalala? Hope those questions won't hunt me to death.

Kahit snob ako makikilala ko naman ang isang tao. I can recognize him if I know him. I'm sure that I don't know him. Hindi ko pa siya nakita kahit sa trend list ng youtube. Kahit sa facebook..maybe instagram? Or nagtrending na ba siya sa twitter?

If I don't know him personaly ibig sabihin baka hindi ako ang tinitignan niya. Ish, bakit hindi ko yun naisip agad?

That's it. Impossibleng tinitignan niya ako. Akala ko tinititigan niya ako dahil tinititigan ko siya. Wait what? Tinitigan ko siya?

Malaking hindi talaga ako ang napapansin niya. You're stupid Anastacia you didn't divert your attention. You didn't avoid eye contact. Ang laki-laki ng posibilidad na hindi ikaw ang tinitignan niya Anastacia even if he is Mister west wing guy or not may iba pang tao sa paligid mo. Asa mall nga pala ako. At madaming tao dito. Hindi naman ako ang nag-iisang earthling dito. Sa dami ng tao sa mall ang tanga ko para mag-assume. Malay ko ba naman kasi na baka isa lang sa dumaan sa likuran ko ang sinabihan niya nun.

Milliong-milyong tao ang naninirahan sa bansang ito at ang hundreds nun ay nag-aaral sa school na ito. So what would I expect in return right? That I did assume to much?

Alams na this, sa sobrang dami ng ashumera sa mundo nahawa na ako kaya pati ako nagiging ashumera na din. I close my eyes, damn no. Ang bilis kung nag-assume.