Forget Me Not

FMN 09

War

My phone just won't stop vibrating. I rarely check it nowadays because I am avoiding the trip down memory lane but it was distracting me from doing my work.

I check and see my notifications showing tweets from people I don't know. I browse to find out who started this and I couldn't help but roll my eyes upon seeing the username. Won't this boy just let me be? I turn off the notifications for this tweet.

I open my IG and unblocked him.

warwanarat:
dude, wtf?

promindaeyo:
need help.

warwanarat:
what for?

promindaeyo:
i'd tell you if you'd
let me meet you in person

warwanarat:
delete the tweet first.

promindaeyo:
*sends a screenshot*
done.

warwanarat:
*sends link from google map*

promindaeyo:
be there soon.

When will these people leave me alone? I am starting to get tired of taking care of them and their issues when I have no time for my own. I suddenly had this thought of making a hole and live underground like Branch from Trolls.

I get back to what I was doing, hoping that I will have less to do. Work just keep on piling up these days, because I was busy planning for the proposal.

I hear someone knocking, so I stand up and check who arrived. Lo and behold, it was Prom with his luggage.

"Care to let me in?"

I opened the door and let him come inside of my house before anyone sees him.

"What are you doing here? You look like someone about to go on a vacation."

"Actually, I ran away from home."

"What the actual fuck? This is not the right place for a runaway like you. I don't have time to take care of someone else."

"You don't need to take care of me. I won't stay for long, I just want to spend a few days in a place where no one knows me."

"What about me? I know exactly who you are. And I am perfectly aware that you are lying straight to my face. Tell me the truth or else I will throw you out."

"How'd you know I wasn't saying the truth? Are you a mind reader or something like that?"

"Are you out of your mind? Is that even possible? I just saw how your eyes kept shaking while you were speaking, so probably you are not telling the truth. That's all."

"Well, that is also everything that you're going to hear from me. I won't force you to let me stay. But I believe you are kind enough to not leave me on the streets to spend the night."

I can't believe this boy, he really knows how to play with someone's feelings. I guess that's what made him a famous actor.

"Okay, but you should keep your mouth shut. I don't need you distracting me from what I am supposed to do."

Prom raises both of his hands like he was surrendering to the police. I find it funny but I tried not to show it on my face. Instead, I walk back to my table to resume what I was doing before he came here.

Prom

I felt relief when I saw his back turned to me. At least, he didn't throw me out.

I got my doubts about him a bit confirmed. He is hiding something from me. It feels like he knows me more than he should, and I have no idea how it's possible or how am I supposed to react.

Being an actor and model, pretending to be someone else is a piece of cake. Somehow, it can be considered lying but for a good cause because it gives me money to survive and for the viewers, entertainment.

I thought playing a role is helpful to me but it exhausted me to a point that it made me wonder who I really am or what I was supposed to do. I give myself a mental slap for being a coward and running away from my problems.

I want to be freed from the public's eye. I want to be an ordinary person. Here with P'War, I find a bit of comfort because he's not forcing me to be someone or that he doesn't pay me much attention like what people usually do when they see me.

I blocked everyone on my contacts, I didn't want anyone to disturb me. 

I felt sleepy because this place is too cozy, it felt like home to me. I turn to look at P'War, hoping to get his permission to sleep on the sofa. Upon seeing that he was wearing headphones, I just went on with the flow and drifted off to dreamland.

War

I usually listen to what I am editing with speakers, but because I was with someone else I opted on wearing headphones. Not only for confidentiality but for his heartbeat to not take away my attention from work.

Ever since I opened the door, I hated how he was broken and really sad. I was one step closer to being kind and try to help him but I stopped myself by thinking how it's not my business.

I perfectly know how he feels because I've been there. I thought hiding my true self is going to be beneficial for me, but I ended up alone because it was too late for me to show who I really am.

I finish my work and find the boy sleeping in an uncomfortable position; he was sitting upright. I walk quietly towards him. I put a pillow on the sofa and carefully helped him to lie properly. I make a mental note that it's just because I didn't want him to wake up with a stiff neck and nothing else. I go to my room to get a spare blanket to wrap him in.

When I return to the living room, I put the blanket on him. I couldn't help but look at his face. He seemed to be deep in sleep, hearing him breathing.

As if I was controlled, I put my hand on it and start to trace every detail in it. I ended it before I could stir him awake and left after giving him a rub on the head.

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Hi guys! Sorry that this took so long than expected. I have been very busy this past month so I wasn't able to write as often as before.

I would definitely try to write more whenever I have free time. 😊

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