Here Comes The Sun (Complete)

Chapter 5

DARYL'S POV
I went back on my shawarma shop and I was shocked that Kezha is hanging out inside my shop as Lester works with enthusiasm. That prick will asking me for salad increase, what a drag.

"Did you miss my shawarma Kezha ?", Lester teases Kezha

"Damn you Lester hahaha, you're 26, I'm 22", showing her ID which says that her name is Kezha H. Jimenez, Bachelor of Science in Music, major in Guitar and studying on U.S.T.

"Well doesn't matter since you will graduate after you take the final semester. Better to take serious and avoid clubs okay", Lester laughs

"I used to go on those nightclubs to release stress when we struggle on our thesis and glad that we finished our hard copy on that. And I'm tired of that place, there's a plenty of damn sex predators yuck ! We tend to enjoy our drink, not like other girls who's seeking to scrub their itchy p****"

"Glad that you did the right thing. Get serious"

"Yeah and what a drag of all activities, Kezha opens her Macbook as she starts to working hard on writing some melodies for her instrumental

When I saw a Macbook, I asked myself as I became silent.

"Even in my shop, the world of music can't let me go, what a drag", I went outside as I smoke a cigarette here.

I'm glad for Lester and he found his reason to smile again. Yeah, I know that Lester has the great sense of humor. I wonder myself if I will find a reason to live at peace.

If I'm talking in Muse, the goddess of music, I will ask why she displays her power which I turned away. What's her purpose of dragging me back to that magical world which it brought me to despair as I seek answers.

I bid goodbye to my bestfriends in my shop as I reached my home and opened my locked room together with my own Macbook.

I stare on my keyboards but I became hesitant as I felt that I been wrapped in spiky chains around my body. I perspire a lot due to my anxiety as I connect my Roland A-88 to my Macbook as I set up the Keyscape so I can produce a sound.

My hand is shaking as I feel blank but I pushed hard to play. I tend to play chords as I play some improvised melody but something flashes on my mind terribly which makes me panic and my heart pressure goes higher and higher.

I shout in despair as I fell out on my chair as I cry hard like a insane person. My thoughts deep inside is why should I do this again which I can't bear to do this anymore until got mixed by negative thoughts.

NICHELLE'S POV
"Daddy, who's that man"

"That name is Daryl John Abanto"

"Did you have a recent picture"

"I have but it was a many years ago, I had a picture with him together"

And I saw his picture, a tall man, short hair which he looked handsome. I got surprised when I learned that he's the greatest prodigy of composing which he made Ryan Cayabyab impressed as the senior composers are being scared on his magical compositions and he became Magna Cum Laude which makes him cool.

"So Daddy, how did you know him"

"He was my former opponent when I enter a songwriting competition 4 years ago after he graduated and I lost"

"Wow Daddy, he got some swag but I'm your number 2 fan"

"How cute Nichelle but he's not just monster in writing, his musical arrangement captivate hearts as you'll be brought in another dimension. If Muse, the goddess exist, he's the perfect vessel of her power"