A/N: hello guys! so, i wanna try something different. this is another AU story where Tristan (VK's son) will tell the story. it's a slow burn but will have lots of cheesy moments in the future! hope you guys enjoy this one! - authorChapter 1
I paced back and forth as I recite my speech in my head. I could already feel my palms sweating and trembling. Dad told me that it's always better to start a speech with a joke to get the people's attention, but my mom would argue that it's better to start a speech with an inspirational quote. I stared at my cue cards, remembering every word I have written down.
"Mr. Tristan Viceral, are you ready? They're waiting for you." My assistant walked in. This is it. I let out a heavy breath before nodding at her.
I heard the crowd cheered as I got up on stage. I could feel my heart beating really fast in my chest like it's about to burst. It was a relief that I got on the stage without tripping because my legs were shaking. I smiled nervously and waved at them while some of the people took pictures. The MC quieted down the audience in order for me to begin my speech. Once the noise slowly lowered down, I felt the intensity as all eyes were now focused on me. I took a deep breath before walking towards where the microphone stand was.
"Hey, guys. Thank you all for coming." My voice was trembling as I began to speak. "Wow, so this is how it feels like to be on stage surrounded by hundreds of people." I saw some people murmuring and some using their phones. Crap, am I boring them already? I took out my notes and tried to read the first line to the audience.
"Uh... Before I begin, I would like everyone to stand up." I managed to say and the audience stood up from their seats.
"Okay, now please move one step forward," The audience followed.
"Now, please move one step backward." They moved one step backward.
"Great. Now, please move one step to your right." They all looked so confused but followed my instruction anyway.
"Then, move one step to your left."
"Okay, thank you. Please be seated." Now, they really looked so confused and lost.
"My dad told me that it's nice to give a speech that will move the audience. So, that's what I did." I heard a couple of laughs from the audience. Thank goodness. Kahit papano, nabawasan yung kaba ko.
"Parang warm up na din yun because it's going to be a long day for us. Hopefully, by the end of my story, you guys are still wide awake. I'll try to make it interesting, I promise." I said. I took out my notes again and read the first line to the audience.
"My dad told me that a good way to start a speech is with a joke because it keeps the audience interested. But my mother would disagree then my dad would argue back. That's how it is between my mom and dad, always arguing, always competing and exchanging banter with each other. They could be really immature at times. Minsan nga parang ako pa yung matanda sakanila."
"Who would have thought that despite of how much these two despise each other, they would fall in love and well... I happened." I chuckled softly while pointing at myself.
"But I'll save that part of the story later. Some people say not everyone gets the chance to see their parents fall in love, but I did. I watched them from hating each other to exchanging their vows at the altar. This is not the typical girl meets guy kind of love story because to begin with, she didn't meet a guy." I heard people whispering, probably wondering what I am talking about.
"Okay, before I start my story, let's imagine that this," I drew an invisible line in the air, "is the timeline and it is divided into two sections: Before Vicerylle and After Vicerylle. I've organized it this way to keep track of the memories tsaka para hindi kayo malito."
"Now, this is a story of how my mom met my dad... again. So, let me take you back to 15 years ago. I was 8." I created a dot on the middle of my invisible timeline. "Is it okay if we dim the lights, please? Thank you." Once the lights were dimmed, I began my story.
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A/N: sana po nagustohan nyo. feel free to comment and vote. i'd love to hear your feedbacks. <3
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The Story of Us | ViceRylle
FanfictionTristan has always wanted to be an author. At the age of 23, he tells the crowd the only love story he knows: the epic love story of his parents. This story will include Tristan's on and off POV.