When a fan even came to me, I just smiled and let her down and said encouraging words to her about how she wanted to be just like me.
All of my business in the entertainment industry, I completely forgot. All I could think was wanting to see my father’s dead body.
Wanting to confirm it.
Wanting to deny it.
That they must have just been mistaken.
I do not believe it.
I am still in the denial stage.
Since my Filipino mother, an Overseas Filipino Worker, married my British father who was a businessman and CEO of Ramirez tech, I knew life would be a bit good for me, but I did not expect that I would be on the rough path, as the oldest child of them.
As I waited for my baggage at the airport, the tv screens were turned on. I could see the show playing there was a bit familiar.
It was the same one that Ajax asked for my number on live television and I refused him.
I absentmindedly watched as I waited for my baggage when suddenly, I could see him, Ajax emerging there, much to my surprise.
I blinked, seeing how the whole people in the airport stopped what they were doing and could even see the teenage girls fangirling over him. Of course, I shouldn’t be surprised at how popular he is.
He was wearing a clean black long-sleeve shirt folded on his elbows, his watch was there, the usual watch I see, and with some black pants and his leather shoes. His tanned skin was glowing, but eyes, he was staring at the screen and for a minute I almost could feel that he was staring right at me.
Seeing him appearing on the television after a long time…felt weird.
I felt like it has been a long time since I have seen him. he then appeared at his show and sang for me.
“This is for my daisy.” He suddenly said and I gulped.
Knowing that name.
His nickname for me.
A background song played and he suddenly started singing live. I paused, hearing his deep masculine voice serenading the whole nation live broadcasted in the show.
No, I know damn well that he’s singing for me.
“And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now”
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
When he finished, he smiled at the screen and left. He must have just made a special guest there...
Damn him and his soothing voice. And damn him for serenading the whole nation. Now they are falling in love more with him.
And knowing that felt irritating when I just wanted to gatekeep him and keep him to myself.
No. He’s an actor, I know that would be impossible. Plus, I pushed him away.
That was stupid of me but it had to be done.
“Miss? Are you going to get that?”
A woman asked from beside me and I didn’t know I was standing there dumbfoundedly and I instantly saw my suitcase almost sucked back in the machine when I grabbed it.
“Thanks,” I said to her and she smiled.
“You’re welcome, Ate Ellaina.” I paused, hearing the woman calling my name.
And with Ate, which means older sister in Tagalog.
I blinked, looking at the woman wearing a blue sundress again when I instantly recognized her.
“Elyana? Is that you?” I asked, making sure it was her when she instantly hugged me.
“I missed you Ate Ellaina!” She exclaimed. “Come, mother’s waiting for us.”
She then grabbed my suitcase and I couldn’t help but stare at my sister’s face.
The last time I saw her was when I was still a teen and she was still a child.
Now that she’s grown into a teenager, I couldn’t help but see myself in her.
She looks just like me, except her expression looked much softer and purer. Brown hair and hazel eyes, but hers was much more innocent.
I gulped, feeling emotional but I just smiled and let her guide me to her car.
“Ate, you know that I trained myself hard to drive so I could drive you home. It’s finally time.” She said, loading my suitcase on the back and opening the door for me in the passenger seat.
I hopped on and she hopped in the driver’s seat, starting to drive now. “I missed you so much that I kept a list of all the things you missed. My first period, my first boyfriend, my first kiss, and-“
I looked at her with a dead expression and cut her sentence off, “How’s the father? When did he die?”
She paused, her smile disappearing as she looked at the ground, “Yesterday. I couldn’t contact you….”
I crossed my arms in front of me, “You could have contacted my manager yet you reached out to my ex-husband. How did you know Noah’s number?”
“I saw his phone number from father’s phone.” Was all she could reply and I nodded.
“I see.”
She then drove to the familiar old house we have here. Other children would even mock how it looked like a haunted mansion and even joked about how I was a ghost.
Ah, memories.
But other than that, all I could remember were bad things. How my parents treated me like a retirement plan.
“You must be tired. I’ll let you sleep in your room. I clean it for you.” Elyana said, directing me to my old room.
The room where I grew up in.
The room that witnessed all my heartaches, pain, and tears on the pillow.
I looked at the rest of the house. It looked abandoned and too..dirty.
“Didn’t we have a caretaker?” I asked, remembering how we have five maids last time.
“We were in London last time when father begged mother to rest here. We used up all our money that we have no choice but to fire them…” She said, “There’s only me and mother…and now we have you.” I looked at her smile, her delicate and warm smile that I find irritating now.
“How come you can smile when the father's dead?” I blurted out, which stunned her.
“W-what?” She asked, stammering now.
“Are you happy now?” I asked, wanting to make sure she was smiling because she wants it and not because she was forcing it.
She nodded slowly, “I…am happy because you got home safely ate.”
I snorted, “No need to smile for me…We just lost our father, Elyana.“ I ordered, “But thank you for before going in my room and locking it.