Scenarios Of Us

wonderland

Im sitting across my manager in my van. Outside were numerous paparazzi, photographers, reporters etc. Name it.

Flashing cameras, too many intriguing questions thrown in unison. Those noise.

I sigh deeply in my frustrations.

I felt a hand in my hands resting in my lap.

I look at my manager. She looks worried, pitying me. And that almost drive me to the edge of crying again.

"Everything will be alright. Nothing bad is going to happen to you." She said in a low tone. How many times did i here those assuring words in just a week? From trusted friends, family, co-actors, from the people in the management.. i lost count.

And just like before, i just nodded my head, calm myself and keep on convincing myself to believe them, that those words are true.

"Listen, dear. Tonight will be your last exposure about this hell of an accusations. After this, we'll keep you low. We'll keep you away from them until everything flows smoothly again. Let's stick to the plan. Ok?" She said. And i cant help it anymore. A tear escapes me eye, roll down my cheek. Then followed by a soft sobs from me.

Hoping against hope that everything is gonna be fine just like what they are telling me the whole time. Everything will be alright.

Wala na kong lakas para lumaban at harapin sila. Masayado silang marami para sa bilang lang na nakakaalam ng totoo.

Pinisil nyang muli ang kamay ko. She tap my PA and driver signalling them that its time.

I sigh deeply again as they get out of the van. I heard the glimpse of madness outside as they open the door but quickly disappeared as they close it.

I wipe my tears with a facial tissue and look at my long time manager. In my 8 years in the bussiness she's been there with me through ups and downs of my career not just as a manager but also as a family. And im very much thankful to have her despite my annoying flaws.

I put on my shades. She inclines her arm to mine as my personal driver opens the door for us.

Flashing cameras everywhere and questions and accusations thrown at me. But i keep my head low and try not to mind them. I saw those bodyguards whose srtuggling to keep them atleast 12 inch away from me. Pero walang bisa dahil patuloy parin kaming natutulak dahil sa dami nila.

Sanay na ko sa ganito pero iba ang sitwasyon ko ngayon. I cant think of something that causes this to happen to me.

"Ms. Azia, are those accusations are true?!"

"Bakit hindi na kayo nagpatuloy sa defend nyo sa kaso?!"

"Ibig sabihin ba nito'y guilty kayo?!"

"Ano pong masasabi nyo ms. Azia?!"

I cant stop them. I cant even defend myself from those lies.

Im innocent!

Why don't you believe the truth that i said?!

I'm not guilty!!

I wanted to shout those words to them but let myself stay calm and still.

Walang nagagawang maganda ang galit. Atleast alam ko at ng mga taong malalapit sakin ang totoo. Ang totoong mga pangyayari.

Patuloy sila sa pagkuha ng litrato at pagbabato ng mga tanong at pangaakusa na nakaka baba ng sarili.

Pakiramdam ko ang layo bigla ng elevator patungong condo unit ko. Pero nagawa naming makaalis sa dagat ng mga reporters at photographer. Nakahinga naman ako ng maluwag ng tuluyan na kaming makapasok sa elevator.