Matteo dragged me back to my dressing room after walking out and saving my crying face from those nasty women. I wiped my cheeks and sniveled, irritated and partly annoyed of myself. I'm sure they'll pick on me even more for what I did."Don't let those women get into your head, Astra. You know you're better and way above them. And they're perfectly aware of that fact as well," Matteo patted my head after I sunk down on my chair.I nodded softly and sniveled on the tissue paper one last time before looking up at him. "Thank you, Mat. But can you leave me alone for a while?"He nodded, flashing me a gentle smile. "Of course. I'll talk to the production team that you couldn't make it to the first round. But be sure you'll be back and ready for the second walk, Astra.""I will. Thanks.""No prob!" He playfully winked at me before finally exiting my dressing room.I let out an exhausted sigh as I fumbled for my phone inside my shoulder bag. After sitting for a while, staring blankly on t
"You wouldn't believe what just happened to Astra Fontanilla.""Huh? W-what do you mean?" Curiosity and slight anxiousness immediately filled my chest. The look on his face is different. Something is telling me that whatever news it is about Astra, it's definitely life or career-threatening for her...I sauntered closely to Johnny and quickly peeked over his phone. One of his palm was covering his mouth to express his shockness over the news. JUST IN: Actress and model, Astra Fontanilla, skipped Prada rehearsals and pushed a fan off a twenty-storey building. The man, who has been identified as Devin Willson, was confirmed to be dead on arrival in the hospital. Below is a short sensitive clip of what happened that was caught on camera this morning..."What the actual fuck..." I mumbled in utter shock. There's a video attached on the post but I couldn't bring myself to watch it yet as the caption was already enough to shock me. Is this for real?! Must be a fake news!Why would Astra
ASTRA"Y-you..." I gulped, taking a step back until my back hit the double doors. "What... what do you want from me? Where d-did you even got my number in the first place?"The man took off his hat and I noticed the few grey hairs on his head. He's a grown ass old man! "I've been a fan for so long, Miss Astra." He said, now smiling calmly at me. "I do enjoy watching your works and buying your magazines. I hope you'd allow a few pictures with me?"He looked calm and genuine, as if knowing my current location and following me up here in the rooftop isn't a bothering behavior at all. And texting me?! I blinked multiple times and swallowed, trying not to panic even more.Fine. Maybe he's really just a dedicated fan who wants my picture and autograph. But will he leave me alone once I give those things to him? "Uh... s-sure. Let's hurry up 'cause I have to go b-back downstairs for our rehearsals," I croaked out.The calmness in his face slowly vanished, replacing it with a dark expressio
SIRIUSAstra snatched the paper bags in my hand as we headed towards the living room of her apartment. Which, by the way, looks like a total mess as if a tornado just passed through the place. My eyes watched her took a sit on the white stained sofa in front of the television playing a Nickelodeon cartoon show. So this is what's keeping her busy these past days? Unbelievable woman!"When was the last time you took a bath, dumb ass? It seems like a lightning just struck your hair," I shook my head in disbelief as I took a sit on the much cleaner single couch beside the sofa. "And what is this place? Can you call a fucking room service? You pathetic woman!"I heard her snorted at my ranting. Her eyes were fixated on the television while one of her hand was reaching inside the paper bag. A silent grunt escaped her lips when she found a burger in there."Really? This is what I've been eating for the past days, Sirius. Couldn't you have bring anything else aside from this? A fancy meal fr
ASTRA I fell down weakly on the concrete floor, teary eyed, catching my breath, and gripping tightly on my phone. I whimpered pathetically as I furiously blinked away the tears clouding my eyes. With shaky hands and blurry eyes, I pressed the dial button and rang Matteo's phone.There was an immediate response after two rings."Astra! I left you for ten minutes and you're already out of your dressing room. Where did you go? The first round of rehearsals will be done in a few minutes.""Matt..." I sobbed weakly after he was done talking. "R-rooftop please. I'm sorry."I pressed my eyes tightly, biting my bottom lip, trying my best to suppress the sobs wanting to break free from my mouth. I'm a killer...Matteo didn't take too long to arrive. The rooftop door burst open, and my sobs and whimpers burst free as well. I remained lying there on the ground, crying in utter frustration as I heard his loud curses of confusion, and worry.He ran quickly towards me and held my weak body. I fel
SIRIUSAfter making sure that the water was hot and boiling enough for my liking, I began pouring the pasta and filling the pot that would make a meal just enough for three people. Well, me and Astra... and an extra plate that she can reheat for later.Beside the pot was a frying pan where I'm cooking a well marinated chicken. I wanted to serve her real food that she can enjoy for tonight... and well, maybe for the next following days if I'd still be in a kind mood to keep paying her a visit.I put away the frying pan cover and flipped the chiken once I'm sure the other side were already cooked. I could feel Astra eyeing me from behind and I wanted to roll my eyes and shout at her had she just not finish crying a few minutes ago.I know she's still baffled at the niceity I'm showing right now. But she needs to know that I, myself, is quiete confused with my own actions, too! Astra cleared her throat and I turned to look at her after covering the pot and pan. Our gazes lingered for a
ASTRAI scooped a spoonful of cereal and shoved it in my mouth, merely tasting its sweetness 'cause my head and attention were focused to somewhere else.After another spoon, my eyes once again darted back to my door. It's nearly ten in the evening! What's taking him so long? I thought he'd be here earlier than he was yesterday. Now what?!I rolled my eyes in irritation before dropping my cereal bowl on the center table of my living room. Whatever! It's not like it is his obligation to come here every night to pay my ass a pitiful visit. Who am I anyway? I'm just a friend!A friend...I giggled on my seat, still utterly amused remembering his friendship proposal last night. I couldn't believe we can actually be something else other than enemies! And since I'm pathetic and I have no other friends right now, who am I to decline his offer? Even if his concern and kindness were out of pity, I'd gladly take out. I am in a very desperate position right now for someone else's company.Not th
SIRIUS"A funfair?!" Astra screeched beside me after I parked the car in front of the ride park where I planned to bring her for this day. She turned to look at me with a hard glare, visibly against my plan.Of course, I already expected this reaction from her. So before she could scream at my face again, my hand reached for the paper bag on the backseat and threw it at her lap. "I got us some disguise. Trust me, nobody would recognize us. And besides, this is the most fun place on Earth! I bet you haven't visited a ride park for so long since you became a public figure."She sneered, rummaging on the paper bag. "Well, you're totally wrong! I, in fact, have visited one for a television show.""Oh... right." Yes, I remember now. I've watched that one episode where she was screeching so loud on the roller coaster while being asked by the interviewer some fun questions. "Well that's for the television so it's scripted. The fun is scripted. Your reactions are scripted-""Excuse me?! How