Politics' Dirty Games: The President
ADRIANNA WALES’ POV
These women—these ever chaotic and amazing women—mean the world to me because they are the only ones that I can completely trust my whole life with. Even though there are a lot of times we ask each other why we all even ended up as friends, I know that I can die now peacefully knowing that they are the ones that will bury my body. These same women are all amazing for finding their way to me, but what is even more amazing is that they have the same goal as I do.
The goal to make a change because we are all tired of the fuckery of the people fucking the country for all the benefits they can get. We are tired of taking bullshits and the years we spent to prepare for all of this will not come to waste. Everything would have not been possible in the first place without them.
Celestine Morden is the current mayor of Makati. Even though she is the most childish in all of five of us, meeting her in person is a whole damn new experience. No one would not even believe that the mere word “childish” will ever fit her. She is a billionaire and do we need to say more? She is currently preparing for her re-election to her position and the more childish she gets, the more we know that she is relieving all her stress. We let her be the fake youngest of us because we love her.
Now the real youngest of us is Veronah Osalla. She is also a senator like Rozaine and I, and the only difference is that she belongs to the upper bracket of the senators who will not be replaced and will not be joining the elections this year. She is also a lawyer before anything else which adds to her perfect description of being the epitome of a bitch.
Rozaine Vizcarra, on the other hand, is the quietest among us. She is very lazy to talk and everyone needs a miracle to even hear a full paragraph from her; and that miracle just happens every time that all five of us come together and then she will talk. Unlike Veronah who is a very proud mean bitch, this woman is more of a silent killer in all ways possible. We are just simply thankful that she is on our side. The only time that she is technically not on my own team is solely because she is the running vice president of Senator Zamora, yes, she belongs to the other party.
Last, but definitely not the least, is perhaps the scariest among us five—Leondelle Quilon. A congresswoman. She has been awarded to be the smartest politician in the country and has anyone received such an award before? No. That award is simply created because and for her. Needless to say, she is the brain of our group. It is also fun to mention how she is the total opposite of Rozaine. She is loud as hell.
My friendship with these women started in the most unlikely way possible. In fact, if I was told that I would even get to talk to them five-six years ago, I would have laughed out loud. We may have all attended the same university and be in the actual same college department, but we were still worlds apart. Not until our actual graduation night where we were all required to attend.
It was one fateful night that, for some miraculous reason, we ended up sharing our table. But it is still not our turning point—our actual turning point was when everyone was drunk and all five of us were suddenly discussing how we will conquer the world. Did alcohol make us do it? Probably. What I can clearly remember was how amazed I was for meeting them and how grateful I am to actually get to know them.
From then on, our plan was made possible to meet reality. Leondelle, being the genius, is our main mastermind. It was not easy to trust a genius at first because all of her plans seemed impossible, but look where it got us now. One of her latest schemes is my interview answers and if it was not for her, I would have never answered such shitty yet effective answers like making my father a reason. Those answers were not to cater the upper class, but more of those in the lower. We aim to use sympathy and the lower public loves a little sprinkle of family-inspired situations.
Now, I do not discredit my own father. He is a good politician. He is not just the reason why I am here right now, having my whole life with my girls.
I am still being all nostalgic and stuff as I am watching them, until my phone vibrates, reminding me of my schedule for the next week. I sighed and felt the urge to take in a breather; and by breather, I really mean my one true escape from all of this. Seeing my girls is enough, but sometimes I still need my other effective stress reliever.
Enough of being Senator Wales for tonight, I want to be Adrianna even just for a little while—and I already know who is the perfect person for what I want.
I was about to dial in when the person I was just about to call is already calling me. I could not even control how I am smiling widely right now.
“Where are you right now?”
Oh, his damn phone voice. I grin even though this man cannot see me. “The same place who don’t know where.”
“Do I need to find you by myself or you will come to me voluntarily?”
That made me laugh. I am very tempted to say he should come find and fetch me, but I will not wait for that long. “I choose the latter.”
“Very well. See you, Wales.”
“See you… Zamora.”
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ FLASHBACK“Well, look what we have here. Someone’s checking you out… Like for real. This man is not shying away. Oops, now, he looks away because someone talks to him again.”Normally I would not even bother to look at whoever Veronah is pertaining to, but I had to laugh because there she goes with her funny narration of what she is literally seeing. Plus, when she mentioned that whoever this man is not shying away, I had to look and see for myself whoever that man is.Tall, handsome, and confident. Those are the three things that first came into my mind when I landed my eyes on him. Whoever this man is, I have never seen him before. I am sure that I have not, but he actually looks like someone who might be seen in billboards or any public advertisements. Is h
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ POVI did not even know that I fell asleep along the car ride until my driver woke me up. It took me a moment to sink in that what I just had is a dream about the time when I first met the very man I will meet tonight. What an odd dream, I thought, and a perfect timing at that because I am so close to seeing him now.“Shall I pick you up later, Miss Wales?”I smiled at my driver when he opened the door for me. “Don’t wait up here and go home, Julio. I’ll call you in the morning. Be careful on driving.”“Of course, miss.”I did not wait nor watch him leave, and proceeded to this mansion’s premises. I am immediately welcomed by two of the guards, already knowing who I am. This very mansion on
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ FLASHBACK“Was he handsome then? Pretty? Is he a kind of a soft boy? Rough? Daddy? Come on! Stop making me think too much, Wales! It’s Leondelle’s duty to think this much!”I cannot help but to laugh at Celestine and her continuous bombing of questions. I should be doing all the story-telling now, but she bombarded me with these questions like what I and Veronah expected to happen. We just got back and, of course, after knowing that I met someone, Celestine is the happiest—in fact, she is the most excited when it comes to our love affairs.Celestine is our self-appointed fairy grandmother—yes, grandmother and not godmother—explaining why she is the most excited with our relationships. She wants to make sure that she can do whatever she c
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ POVWhat I hate about myself is not giving in. Not giving in even when my heart and my mind together are already bloody screaming at me what I want and how I can get it. This is all just pride talking and influencing my whole being not to give in—not to give into Matt Zamora.Whatever we have is at the fine line between perfection and chaos. Our relationship compliments both of us in all the wonderful ways, but it is also in the brink of destroying everything we have.I love him with all that I am.I cannot remember the last time I have loved anyone like this. Have I ever even fallen in love like this before? I do not know anymore. But this… whatever kind of love this is that I have for Matt… this is something I am sure of. Out of all my
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ POVThe news about Senator Zamora’s scandals not only reached the national television, but all the way from the mainstream media outside the country. He has been the topic for the past two days and now we are watching him enter all his court trials. Gone was the narcissistic man who is always grinning—he literally looks soulless now and I have been more satisfied before.This time, it was Rozaine who shut the television off. We were just simply staring at the black screen of the television when it was Veronah who broke our silence.“That motherfucker deserves everything that is happening in his life right now.”All of us looked at her for a moment and we all burst into laughter, completely like mad women on high.&ldquo
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ FLASHBACKWhen I said that I will talk to Matt Zamora about accepting his deal, I do not really know what I will expect out of him. Yes, he was the one who came to me and offered to help in a way that I am still not sure of; but he is still the son of the man we despise. If it was not for Leondelle saying that this is our opportunity, I would be even considering this.The election and this whole politics we are all involved in is the war of the most cunning and the evilest humans in the country. It so happened that the same humans are just too smart for their own good and it will be a war of money, fame, and power over the country. We all know that what we have is just enough, but it does not ensure our victory with this war.If this conversation with Matt will end well, it could fina
Politics’ Dirty Games: The PresidentADRIANNA WALES’ POVThe popping of the wine cork made me smile, but the loudness of the most powerful women in my is what made me smile even more evilly. If anyone could see us right now, they would not even believe that we are political persons, their public leaders.“So baby pull me closer in the backseat…”Everyone would lose their minds for the mere fact that Rozaine—hearing her speak on the daily basis is already a miracle, but sing? Mind blown! But she does sing and she does it when she is drunk. We are all drunk.Celestine suddenly squeals and removes her shirt! “God, it’s hot! You know what, girls, why don’t we go to Boracay? Like right now!”“Shut up, Morden! Batanes! Let’s go to Batanes in