Behind the Limelight

Chapter One: The Meeting

Life is not easy. It's complicated all the way. There are times that you would think that what is my existence all about? Why I was given this kind of life? What is the purpose of this things that are happening to me? That can only be answered when time comes.

On the way of achieving the answers to a certain question, the more questions pop out on your mind. Question that may doubt your capabilities to achieve your goal. Doubt come when you are not sure anymore of who you are.

*******

Lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts wonder. A lot of things comes in my mind but no one comes out. Questions stack and no answer can be found. My head starts to ache, thinking too much cause it.

I decided to get up and dress in sweat pants and a tank top, the one I often used at rehearsals and headed towards the garden where the gazebo located.

I stretch my body and start my early routine, dancing.

After an hour or two, I decided to go back inside the house. I walk toward the kitchen since it's only seven in the morning. Lily isn't up yet, she must be tired from the event last night.

I help my self making my own breakfast and pour a cup of coffee.

I get bored sitting in the couch so I entered the music room where the different musical instrument that I have been kept.

Looking around, I never thought that I have learn many of them. Twenty five to be exact, most are classical. I smiled thinking that I only started at the flute, which is my favorite.

I sat down at the piano and started a piece.

"Heaven!" I glance to the familiar voice of my PA. I smile warmly to her

"You don't fail to mesmerized me every time you play" she exclaim.

Lily is living with me. I ask her since I am the only one living at this house and also to make it easy for both of us to plan and discuss the next project I'll be on.

"Really Lily?" I said smilingly on her "I doubt that."

" You know you always do. You capture every heart every time you're out on the street, on the TV, on the billboards and everywhere. I don't know what they see in you or what have you offer them."

When I started to show on stage when I was fifteen, people start to notice me. Exclaiming how talented I was and how great to work with me. How I was so natural on camera that they don't need to waste another time to reshoot a scene.

People don't know exactly what I am hiding behind those curtain that is why they keep their praise for me. If they knew would they still be there? I guess not.

My phone suddenly beep. Who this might be and the fact that it's Saturday. I don't took work on weekends and that was sure and clear on my contract.

I unlock the screen of my phone I saw an unfamiliar number. Who might this be? I read the message ' Princess this is very important I need to see you. '

Shiver run through my spine. Only Kyro calls me princess, I have no doubts of that. What had happend?

Kyro was my father trusted body guard. He is working with him for seven years already.

When I was given the permission to live on my own I cut all my track and leave no clue of who I am and with the intention of not coming back.

The message was keep flashing on my head. My nerve are getting into my system. I can't stop thinking if there is something happened, something that is bad.

***

I was seated on a small café table, waiting for Kyro. I decided to meet him. It seems very important and urgent. My curiosity as well is rising of what happened back there.

After twenty minutes the wait is over,  a man entered the entrance of the café. He was wearing a faded jeans and a black shirt. He has a messy blond hair cascading to his shoulder and a piercing green eyes, I remember those. For seven years he does not aged, he still looked like the first time I saw him.

He was looking around until he glanced at my direction. He was smiling while walking towards me. I shifted my head to the window staring at the people passing by the street, pretending.

He reach my table and sat across me.

I did not bother to look at him until he speak to me " you have grown beautifully my lady. " he said.

I stare at him confuse. He laugh to my confusion. " I can't blame you if you can not recognized me anymore. Well, its been seven years the last time I saw you."

I gasp, covering my mouth with my hand. He was right. Actually it is I who have changed not him.

" Kyro? " I ask. Not sure.

" No one else young lady " he said smirkingly.

"I'm really sorry. You have changed a lot " I said but I do know him.

" I know. I'm more handsome now than before "

I laugh while shaking my head " you never change on that "

" Anyway what was the important matter you would like to discuss with me? It seems very important " I ask him straightly.

He bite his lower lip before answering my question " well.... " he pause. " I just want you to know that I was send here by your grandparents to-- "

" They sent you here? For what? " I ask cutting his sentence.

He was quite for a moment.

He sigh. " Actually, yes. Don't worry they doesn't know where you are. They just need an assurance that you are safe and sound. You might be in danger."

Danger? I wonder what might they engaged their selves to include me with trouble.

KYRO

A lot was changed to her. She grow up beautifully. She is different from what I last remember her, way back when she still living in the manor.

Last time she was just a kid that loves to play and sneak out from her grandparents. Looking at her right now I can't stop to admire her. Victoria was now a young fine woman. Lot of guys was head over heals to have her heart. As everyone expected.

I became her father personal guard eight years ago, I just finshed my trainings and got the assignment to where I'm going to work.

ARIANA

After Kyro told me that he was sent by my grandparents to be my bodyguard, that they only want to ensure my safety and there is nothing bad would come. I have no choice. I don't want to keep them worried about me, I can protect myself though by hiding but until when?

The fact that I have knowledge to defend my self but still it may not be enough.