“I just have some handouts here to bring to the drama department for the trainees. The instructor said to bring it before their duty ends.” Zach couldn’t contain the fear. That time, 11 years ago, wasn’t supposed to leave his mind until now. Zach weren’t a man if he ever made her cry, and it proved one thing for Ethan. It’s such a shame for him to stand at the same bridge as him.
“Oh, that sounds great. Are you delivering it yourself?” Ethan wasn’t bringing up the subject at all. It made Zach intimidated. Something about his words meant he doesn’t even care about Zach at all. Sam got betrayed by no other than his longtime boyfriend.
“Carry on. I still have some work to do. Good thing we ran at each other. And… I wanted to invite you for dinner later. Top stars, including producers and directors, have a little gathering over there.” Ethan gave a small card. Zach received it, and read the imprinted tiny letters named the restaurant and bar as Huian. They must be drinking tonight.
“Okay, I’ll attend later.” Ethan knew it’s the perfect time for them to talk about what happened to Sam and him. Raising his eyebrows, he walked past ahead of Zach, and called someone on the phone. The lump on Zach’s throat made it obvious that… he couldn’t stand it anymore. He’s too old to move on, but late to understand.
Zach didn’t even know Samantha Lee, one of the top star directors in TDC studios’ drama department, sat down with the trainees. Of course, Zach is assigned to lend the best broadcast episodes of his show, since… he’s one of the top stars, too. TDC Studios held this bulletin board with all of their top stars from different departments.
Sam and Zach were there. Stacy weren’t. She’s still making her way to the top, maybe beside him in the near future. Sam flicked the pen in her finger, checking the trainee’s output, pretending she doesn’t recognize the smell of the person who came by her office. Sam swallowed, hard, and lent Zach one moment of glimpse.
Zach froze, for a split second. He continued to distribute the charts, graphics, and the script, as if that glance didn’t happen. Everything they need to know about radio broadcasting. Sam ordered her assistant director to retrieve her past drama scripts with 20 episodes by the drawers, and let the trainees calm down.
Sam stood up from her swiveling chair, and done a stupid thing she’d never do a thousand times again. Sam pertained to Zach, introducing, “This is Zachary Gonzales. He’s one of the top star director and producer in the radio department. It’s the same level with the drama department, so we have the same rank. If you want to do some radio broadcasting, you can actually seek help from him. I don’t have any expertise in that field.”
So formal and she managed to pull off that introduction without personal touch. This was what he admired the most in Sam. It hasn’t been difficult with her to act as those people were only her colleagues. Her fellow, to be exact. The trainees greeted her a good morning, and Zach did the same thing. As he finished distributing the scripts, he asked, “Aren’t you going to have a week duty in the other department?”
Zach wondered if those trainees would roam around radio department, too. This was just to prepare for the sudden visitors in their office. Zach raised his eyebrows, and the leader of the group explained they have chosen to be in both drama and radio workplaces. It made Zach breathe a sigh of relief.
“We are going there next month, Mr. Zach Gonzales. And it has been a pleasure to get an invitation from you.” Sam could see Zach’s delighted eyes when it comes to trainees. He has been missing their youth, perhaps, because every time he saw those young people, he reminded him of what he used to be. Sam nodded.
“It will be a good experience for all of you with Mr. Zach Gonzales there. He is a good mentor, and one of the top stars, too. You’ll be going to learn a lot, guys.” Sam never stopped to drag him up. She never spoke ill of Zach, and it touched his heart too much. How can she even do this when he’s the one who done a mistake? When she’s the one who broke up their string? The one who took a step back?
“Mr. Zachary Gonzales held the title for the top star for three years, and it’s consecutive. No one beat him around this time.” Sam chuckled. Not to flaunt their achievements, but it’s worth the words to say. They climbed the rankings with a struggle, but nothing’s impossible. Sam stood beside Zach, and even though her heart was pounding louder, she continued… to breathe beside him.
“Thanks for picking my dignity earlier. I thought you’re going to ruin it.” Being blatantly honest were the ones they both agreed upon. He was that blunt whenever Sam was around, and he’s not afraid if she’s going to be in rage. She never did, even once. Sam was the one who imposed these rule between them, and Zach will use it over again. It’s the only memory he have with Sam.
Stopping midway of the restroom’s flapping door, she turned to Zach with creased forehead. “I didn’t do that for you. I did that for myself, Zach. Embarrassment is the last thing on my mind, especially if there are trainees around.”
She didn’t mean that, although it ache a bit right when she became straightforward. Zach looked straight in her eyes, wanting to hold her, wanting to clasp the side of her head and kiss her. Everything he did back then, he wanted it. Zach missed it so much. Sam sighed, knowing she doesn’t have time to play around her ex-boyfriend, dismissing, “I’m off. I need to do something in my office before I write down my new drama.”
She left him hanging there. Zach couldn’t even move. He didn’t grab her hand, neither hugged her tight. He stayed there, watching her walk away, and knuckled his fists, screaming in his subconscious, asking… what the hell he has done…
Sam disappeared in the corner, leaning on the deserted hallway’s wall, and breathed. She’s been holding it for a while, not knowing what to do, as if something got trapped in her chest. Why does she do the introduction in the office last time? Why does she have to lift Zach’s achievements up? It was the only thing she got confused about.
Sam slowly walked in the hallway, to go back to her office. Unfortunately, she ran up to someone she doesn’t want to. Sam’s eyes landed on her red lips, and her cat eyes. Stopping in the middle of the hallway, she’s talking to someone. Stacy halted, hanging up the phone, and beamed. Sam turned the other way, nearly rolling her eyes, but it’s their workplace.
She wasn’t allowed to act rude in front of everybody, even if she damn hated them. Sam looked at her blankly, clicking her tongue, and was about to walk past ahead as if she didn’t recognize her, but… no. Stacy initiated a conversation that was hard to exit at all.
“How is your writing with your new drama, Sam? I’ve heard the news. You are going to approach the heartbreaking theme now.” Stacy turned to Sam with a beam. She’s just asking about it, and not mocking her at all. Everyone here in the studios has the right to show off, but Stacy… hasn’t become a top star inside the years she became a radio producer.
Sam was lucky. Her first drama was a blockbuster hit. Every time a new episode comes up, the ratings doubled, close to the record-holder ‘Autumn School’. Sam had been on the way up before Stacy could even realize.
Sam pivoted her heel around, furrowing her eyebrows, and marked, “Yeah. Are you going to lash out the genre and say it’s not really good? Well, I still have a knack to disappoint you, am I right?”
Stacy has never been that good for her. Sam shouldn’t try hard. Plus, she never wrote to please a certain somebody. Stacy wasn’t on the list for her to flaunt out. Stacy asked, “What are you trying to say? Are you saying I’m envious at you?”
“Yeah, Stacy, I’m saying that. Why? Don’t I have the right to say that? After the accident that happened between us last time, do you think you can shoulder the blame rather than me? You didn’t, right? That’s why you keep me disappointed---“
“What accident are you talking about?” This was what Stacy’s attitude can become. Sam didn’t even know she forgot about it. Between their heated conversation, Zach was there, on the far end of the hallway.
11 years ago.Stacy got called to the office for the supposed theft inside the classroom. She looked down, clutching her hands together, all sweaty and nervous. The teacher prepared some documents in her table, and saw Stacy fiddling with her hands. Her jaw clenched, she looked up to their professor, and the teacher approached her.Sitting down across from her table, Stacy looked up. Ms. Shawn uttered, “I’m sorry, you are the one your classmates are pointing at, so we don’t have a choice but to let you here.”Stacy was flabbergasted. She’s shocked, asking, “Why me? Why does it have to be me?”Ms. Shawn pushed a paper in front of her, and Stacy recognized the phone. She looked at it, trying not to get flustered, but she still did. Swallowing hard, Stacy cleared her throat. She’s careful not to get expelled even if it’s one day. The pressure inside their family was unbearable. She
Sam stopped from typing in her keyboard as she felt a stabbing pain in her chest. She slouched all the time, and that twisted pain came from her sitting position. Sam leaned on the swiveling chair, checking her teammates, and they’re still working. She stretched the back of her neck, tilting it on both sides, and closing her eyes for a moment, tired.The telephone in her desk rang, and it bewildered her. Who would call her in the middle of her last-hour shift? Sam picked it up, and placed it on her ears. Her officemates have gone back to typing, and she wrote something in her clipboard.“Hello, this is Ms. Samantha Lee. What can I do for you?”…She ran in the hallway. It has been two hours that passed after Zach got delivered to the ambulance. His car accident notified her right away through a phone call 10 minutes ago. Sam left the office without saying goodbye, reached her speed limit, drove the car away even if it&
Stacy reached out to Zach’s hands and held it. She planted a soft kiss in it, sighing. It has been a month since they officially became a couple after Sam broke up with him. 10 years is not a joke. Sam might be his flame for a decade, but everything changes after a second. Stacy needed to ignite that passion again. But first, she must know Zach’s condition. It isn’t going to be good. Stacy stared at the nasal cannula propped up in his nostrils. A dressing wrapped his head. Bruises were all over his arms, probably because of the car hit.Stacy was anxious. She couldn’t sleep a wink. Stacy wanted to rest, but her cell phone rang. It was Ethan, calling her in the middle of the night. Stacy answered it, went to the door, and secured it. “Hello? What can I do for you this midnight?”“The news spread fast. What happened to Zach?”“He got into a car accident. Hit by a car. He’s still unconsci
Sam briefed her teammates about the approach they had to make on their next show. It has been a month after the director contacted them as the writer for their next dramas. It was overwhelming to talk about, especially if they’re doing some reruns for the past few months.Sam liked to have an interval with the dramas she made along with her team. A month apart would do, since she does multiple dramas at once. It’s not always the head writer who came up with such unique ideas or even strong characters. Sam built those dramas with their heads, and she didn’t want to take the full credit of it all.She always fascinated to do a crime movie or series, and Sam was plotting it this month. By the end of the year, 6 of her dramas were going to get released in the national television. It’s how she loves her job. She liked to keep it real and make money out of her talent.As her cell phone rang in the table, her teammates stretche
She had a lot of memories to erase. Sam wanted to walk out of Zach’s life, but she kept on getting entangled with his existence. Today, she’s here, outside of his room, asking how he’s been, yet she doesn’t have the right to do that anymore. With Stacy’s words, does she deserve to wipe her existence out of Zach’s mind?“I’d agree with you. If I were me, I would despise myself on loving someone like him. Zach’s proven to be a cheater, someone who is unfaithful from their words. He wanted to have a good time to someone else, and it was me. Fortunate enough you know me.” Stacy was such a bitch to say that in front of her. She stood up from the bench, turning to Sam.“You know me, Sam. I liked Sean since then. I wanted to confess to him, but I couldn’t do it. I resisted of breaking your relationship with him. I controlled myself, even though I want to avert my attention to someone else.&rdq
Present time.“Not that long, but I can still remember how long he stayed under the rain.” Stacy rested her hands upon her lap, thinking of how the conversation should be. Sam didn’t even retaliate in every detail she said. Stacy has completely said anything, and she hadn’t left out any single thing. Sam wanted to listen further…“It’s hard to say how we got connected with each other after that scene, but it happened. He was inside my life before I can even stop,” Stacy added. Sam hadn’t been that clueless upon Zach’s willingness to break up with her. Zach showed a different side of him after 10 years, and look where it got them.He’s a two-sided man who wanted two women in her life. Two women she can use.It’s better to start a new life without him.“I’ve been keeping an eye to Zach for a very long time. I never wanted to be near him,
A year ago.She ran to him at a bar once again. He must have dealt with a lot of things lately, and one of them is Sam. Stacy halted in her tracks as she recognized her back. What happened again? Did they fight again? It has been 3 weeks since Stacy and Zach parted ways from that dark street.Stacy knew her dignity has been crushed, but she never care more than anything now. She wanted to ask about his condition, anything Zach could have reasoned out the way he drank three shots of clear wine in just a minute. Stacy pursed her lips, staring at the dance floor, right to the people who were swaying under the dim light.No one’s here to help him except her.Stacy got torn upon approaching him on the stool or walking away and let him take care of his own. But it’s Zach! It’s him! He was the one who lighted up her day whenever he smiles. Stacy wouldn’t have been all that smiling in a day if it
Sam doesn’t pay attention to their meeting at all. She’s pre-occupied with the things going on between Stacy and Zach. All along their relationship, he has been lying to her that she’s the only one. Nothing could ever change the fact he lied… that she’s the only one he slept on.“Ms. Samantha Lee? Ms. Samantha Lee?” She snapped back to her senses. Right after she saw their gawking eyes, Sam raised her eyebrows to her member, and nodded. Good things they haven’t started the presentation yet. Sam shook off the thought of Zach right the moment the lights turned off.As Sam worked up in the details of their new concept for a drama, she couldn’t help but to wonder how those memories never cease to exist. It’s the only thing that’s keeping her still down a path Zach was never taking again. Sam had a lot to unravel, had a lot of questions to ask, on how he fell out of love after the 10th mark of th