Beautiful Art

XIV

Brianna Huangco's POV

I'm now sitting in front of my vanity table, doing my make up. I'm wearing a beige halter top and a pair of jeans. My manager suddenly called me earlier and inform me that there's a shoot we need to retake. So here I am preparing.

I just sprayed a perfume on me for the last touch, when I heard the door from the bathroom opened. Brian went out of it, latching the towel around his hip. He look at me with a grin smile on his face.

"Shut the fuck up, Brian," I said as soon as I saw his mouth opened and was about to talk. He laugh by my langguage.

"I just want to ask where are you going," he said innocently but with a demonic smile on his face. He sitted on the edge of my bed.

"We need to retake a shoot. Sa Batangas." I stood up still facing the mirror while fixing my hair. I look back at him and my brows furrowed when I saw him stunned at his place, looking down on the floor like he's in a deep problem. "What?"

"Wala pala akong damit." I literally rolled my eyes. "Pakuha naman sa condo."

"Ewan sayo! Puro ka kasi kamanyakan!" I snort out.

"Dali na. Unless gusto mo 'kong lumabas ng ganto?" He threatened me.

"Suotin mo muna 'yung damit mo," I said and look for a bag to bring. I saw him taken a back with a disgust look.

"Yuck, ayoko! Kadiri ka." He frowned. Parang babae.

After a long discussion and his insistence on me, I still ended to went up to his condo where it's on 13th floor for pete's sake. As I reached his door, I just realized that I don't know his passcode nor have his key card. I also left my phone to my condo so I had to go down to ask for his passcode or key card.

"Ayan. Ang tanga. Sabi na eh," he said as I explained to him what happened.

"Hindi mo naman sinabi! Nakakainis 'to," reklamo ko.

He reached for his suitcase and find his keycard. He even forgot his passcode daw since he always uses his keycard.

"Sino kayang tanga ang nag ayang maligo tapos walang damit," I mumbled. I saw him stop for a moment and look at me with his left brows rose up. I look back at him, fighting his glare and didn't bother if he heard me or not.

And just like that, we just let the time passed by and went to our own agenda. It's already lunch time when I reached Batangas.

I suddenly felt incomplete when I remembered Brian since I used to bring him a lunch. I promplty remembered his appearance last night. I forgot to talk to him about his problem. He didn't even mentioned any of it though.

I took my phone out para immessage sana sya but he already preceded by calling me. I answered it and walk a little away from the shooting area.

"Hi," I greeted.

"Ano oras ka uuwi?" He asked.

"Hindi ko alam. Gabi na siguro-"

"Hala pano 'yan!" He panicked. "Nakalimutan ko may inorder nga pala ako online. Nagtext sakin kanina. Sabi ngayon daw dadating."

"I can leave it to April if you want?" I bid and start playing my nails to meditate.

"Sige, sa condo mo, ha?" I stop from meditating when I heard what he said.

"Seryoso ba?" I reassured.

"Oo. Bye na, Love. I have a lot of work. I love you," he bid.

"Love you," I simply answered and he ended the call.

He somehow made me delighted by the little action of him, though it's a bit irritating. For the time that have passed, I saw that he really trusted me that he even uses my address like it's his. I even saw how he show his other side by progress. At first, I often got shocked from it but i'm getting used to it though.

"Anna," Katrina called me.

"Hi," I greeted back and peck a kiss on her cheeks.

Seeing her made me realize something. My faith were slowly changing with her. If I used to be thw busy one due of invitations, collaboration, sponsorship and all, almost everything goes to her. She already have the attention of most of the audiences. Though, insecurities didn't leave her and she still think that I'm the number one.

I am slowly loosing my throne. Even if it's somehow favorable for me, to be able to live free and just enjoy life with Brian, there's still a hint of regret inside me. Especially if you've worked at the job for a long time and developed personal relationships, have been given career development counseling and training, or become a honoured woman that everyone wishes for. It's where I lived my life.

"Cut!" Direc Drey said. I immediately parted myself from the Man I should be kissed with. Yeah, the scene was like that. It's already 8 PM when our last shoot ended.

My role was a fake friend of Katrina's role. A fake friend who someone seeks to be around you for other things than friendship. A like to be seen with you to improve their status. A like to use you because you are kind and giving. And lastly, who badly wants to gain the man that you merely love. Silly right?

I was walking way back to dressing room when I saw Brian standing in a one side. He's crossing his arms over his chest, looking seriously at me. My brows curled up, confused by his sudden appearance and expression.

"Uy, anong ginagawa mo dito?" I walked near him. I felt detached as he did not change his expression and just looked at me seriously. "What?"

"Nothing," he said but nothing change in his expression at all and look even hard on me. We just stood there and I keep looking away from him. "You're not going to talk?"

"Bakit ba?" I asked in monotone but almost a whispered. I kept looking down on my hands, playing it.

"You almost kissed that guy," and I almost rolled my eyes by your accusation.

"Dude, it's my job," I explained.

"To kiss him?" I was taken aback, a bit offended by his words. "Quit your job."

"Seriously!?" My voice just got higher. "Come on, Brian. Don't be like this-"

"Then don't do something that I'll be like this!" He fired back. That just cut me off guard. I was trying to look at him to his eyes but he keep on looking away, looking really angry.

"Are we really going to fight just because of this?" I whispered. I tried to reach his hand but he immediately brush his head by his hand just to avoid it.

"Bullshit," he whispered. He closed his eyes, probably trying to calm himself.

"Maybe it's better kung bukas na-"

"No, I'm sorry." He immediately hugged me. "I'm sorry. Pagod lang siguro. I didn't mean it, swear."

"Alright, sorry din," I urged to apologized back.

Naramdaman kong pagod lang siguro sya sa kung paano nya'ko yakapin. I don't know if it's just me or is there really something that he's not telling me. I felt it since last night when he surprisingly me visited me in condo with awful look. Though he often visits me in my condo, that was the first time I saw him with that look.

"I love you, Brianna," he whispered on my ears and kissed my forehead. I was even more bizzare when he mentioned my name in full.

"I love you," I said in monotone, like he shouldn't worry wether I won't love him or I do.

"I'm sorry." He parted himself. "Let's end this."

"What?" I asked, looking at him seriously and confused at the same time. I saw him wiped his forearm on his eyes. I don't get it.

"Let's end this."