ログインWe all have an inspiration to live. We all have that one person who keeps us from fighting and moving. That someone who keeps our heart beating. That someone who keeps on giving us a blissful morning. But what if one morning while laying in the dark, the person you loved the most is the person you can't remember anymore? Fall Navarez never thought that this day would come. Never did he think of losing the memories of that someone in his head. Later did he realize, he came up with a question: "Who's Grace?" There's a lot of variations in their testimonies. Some have scarlet threads attached. Some had loose strings which means a dead end. Fall Navarez didn't know what story he had to believe. He wanted to believe them all, but every person he asked, died the day after. "Grace is your girlfriend, Fall." "Hell no! Grace is your wife." "That would be gross, but I only know was that Grace is your sister." "Oh my God, you really don't know, do you? Grace is your f*ckin' psychologist!" Why would Fall had a psychologist, assuming that Grace is indeed one? "You're hell-bent, Fall! You're crazy!" "Who's Grace?! Answer now or I'll f*cking kill you!" He smirked. "As you did to your mother?" he held his tongue and spit saliva at Fall. "Hell yeah! YOU KILLED YOUR F*CKING MOTHER!" Maybe there's someone who's deceiving. Maybe someone had asked them to deceive Fall! But wait, where was the lie? To the you-killed-Grace part or the Grace-is-your-mother part? Hmm, did Grace really fall from grace? "Put the gun in your mouth. . . pull the trigger." FALL FROM GRACE by ANONYGLITCH
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Chapter 1.Elena walked into the beautiful restaurant and made her way to the VIP session she had earlier made a reservation for.Today was her 20th birthday and Even though she had so many worries she had decided to put them aside and celebrate her birthday for once in 20 years as her friend had suggested.She took a seat at the table of 4 her friend had helped her reserve with some huge amount and waited patiently for her father stepmother, and step-sister, even though none liked her, she still wanted to unite with them.While she waited patiently for their arrival, her eyes wandered off to the beautiful view of the restaurant, the air was quite cheesy and the environment was as comfy as her home chair.It was a five star restaurant, although it had a black setting and black interior designs, it still looked really bright. Elena didn't view the restaurant as a restaurant like everyone did, she saw it as a symbol of brightness admit its dark setting and she prayed to have something that would make her life bright at least for the new age she was stepping into.Her phone made a gentle beep and she reached out, it was her closest friend, Mira.Elena and Mira had been friends for quite a long time now, and it was safe to call them unbiological sisters, even though they both had different personalities, they were able to fit into each other perfectly Mira was an Extrovert while Elena was an introvert.She flashed her phone a smile picking up the call and taking it to her ear.“Hey, bestie.” Mira’s voice vibrated from the other end and Elena smiled.“Hey, Mira. How are you doing?”“Great. How is your day coming up?”“Ummm…. Nothing much. I am at the restaurant but my stepmum, sis, and Dad haven't arrived. Hopefully, they arrive soon.”“Stay calm Elena I am certain they would come.”“Hmmm.” Elena nodded gently.Elena gave the place another gentle view and muttered.“Thank you so much, Mira, for securing such a beautiful and serene place for me.” It was about the calmness all along.“I am not doing this for you next time, you would have to get your ass out.” she snorted out, and Elena chuckled.“Just called to check up on you, do enjoy your day.” Mira further said after a while and blew her kisses from her end while Elena smiled and ended the call, going back to her usual mood, so far, she had just one person who brightened her day and sometimes that person isn’t always around. Elena felt her birthday was a curse to have fallen to a Saturday, Saturdays were days when Mira’s parent always visited their grandparent, it was like a routine or habit. If she had her way she would have spent it with Mira, she desperately wishes she had the kind of love Mira had for her parent.After 45 minutes of waiting, she gathered all her courage and picked her phone reaching out to her dad.He picked at the 2nd ring.“Hello, father.”“Go straight to the point, I am busy.” his Curt voice sent shivers down her spine but she managed to continue.“Ummm… father…. My… I booked a reservation at a restaurant for my birthday...I have been waiting.”she managed to say hoping he wouldn't end the call on her.“Cursed days are not to be celebrated Elena, haven't I forbid you from celebrating your birthday?” he groaned the last word, and her heart dropped.“I….i…”“Your birthday is just as cursed as you are, Elena, and I would not make it to something that would claim my life,” his replies were nonchalant and Elena tried to not take it to heart even if she knew he wouldn't attend.“I am not even in the state Elena, Vera wants a vacation too and we are currently in Paris, you could celebrate it yourself, and this should be the last.” the last part came as a command before he ended the call.Elena’s heart clenched and the tears rolled out of her eyes without a break, she was holding back the tears all this while till he mentioned taking her stepsister to a trip, not only did he forget her birthday but regarded it as a cursed day like he had always done, he took her stepsister out on her birthday.Gently she reached out to the small note on her bag and a pen.“Do cancel the reservation.” She dropped the note and stood up trying to pull herself together.Elena is the oldest daughter of Mr. Alcantara, a petite slim girl with thick curly wave hair that framed her delicate oval face, her Hazel Green eyes were a mixture of Doe and siren but they were not as innocent as her, she had a nice pointed nose, slim heart shape lips, and a nice thick slim shape, her body was the dream of every lady including her best friend and men were not an exception.All her life, Elena grew up knowing two things, be a good girl and make daddy proud, although she kept the rules to the letter her father never spared her more than just a glance, she was always in constant competition with her sister for her father's attention and it was right to say that Vera had won.Her father had always accused her for being the curse of her mothers death, cause her mother died while giving birth to her, he had remarried when she was two years but Elena’s step mother claimed she had a child for him outside wedlock and he accepted after a successful DNA, showering all his love and affection on just Vera. Although her father never missed out on her monthly salary or material things but he never took anything else about her serious, he payed her school fee before Anyone else in school and he funds her account even before she goes out of cash but nothing connected them aside financial transactions.Elena had lived every day of her life in pain, and constant agony, praying that her father would spare her not just a glance, and she thought this new age might bring that to her, but she was wrong.Claded in grief, Elena walked her way out of the VIP section paying no attention to anything surrounding her and hoping to not break down in the quest of holding back her tears till she got home, she suddenly felt her body pressing to something hard, not like a wall, but it was strong to shield people from their pain.“Oh my goodness…” she exclaimed and watched as the man’s phone landed on the floor his screen crashing into pieces.FALL NAVAREZWhy am I so invested in knowing who's this Grace? I was crazy just to find her this time. I even asked every person who went here past me inside the bar before I sit. Hindi ko nga alam kung anong koneksyon ko sa taong 'yon. All I know is that she is important to me."I'd like a double margarita plus vodka cranberry, soda, on the rocks.""Got it, pal." This bartender slash waiter, whom he called himself Hades Moran or whatsoever, noted my order and smiled. He's also busy accommodating other customers, but he tried to get my order first."K." I gave him a lazy glance so he chuckled. He got himself outta my sight after a second or two. I just shrugged my shoulders and waited for my drink. I was at the end of the front bar far from people.I roamed my eyes and searched for someone. . . I don't know. Maybe I was hoping that
FALL NAVAREZThe mood is always the mood. Nothing has changed. Even if Tita Jesh will go here every other day or week, nothing will change. I chose to be alone and to be kept in the darkness. Was I lonely? I don't know. All I know is I'm not happy neither lonely.I might reconsider going outside because of a certain person. Nah, definitely not Tita Jesh. She was this woman whom I know, but I weirdly couldn't remember. All I only know was that her name is Grace. I kept on asking myself, "Who's Grace?"I remembered last week when Tita Jesh visited me for a lunch. I had asked her who's Grace, but she just smiled and uttered that Grace was a special person to me. Tita told me that I kept on telling stories about Grace before I woke up with no memories. She kept on smiling. But that's weird for there's something else in her smile. Maybe it was just the mood that I always set for e
FALL NAVAREZLife is difficult when you only see the difficulty in it. Try to be optimistic so you could see opportunities in every problem that you encounter. Don't let yourself be bombarded with difficulties. Failure will never overtake you if you have determination and faith in yourself.Though, determination couldn't be acquired in just a snap of a finger. Like me, we also need the inspiration to be determined. That is what I'm missing for. . . inspiration. I was Iike a puzzle with a missing piece, a fish with a missing fin. I'm not completed without her. But the only problem is:Who is this girl?My condo is dark, just like myself, for I see just a faint light coming from my tainted window. Do I have some light source aside from the sun? Of course. Why not use it? I don't know. Maybe I was just in love with the darkness since I always see myself as the o
FRONT MATTERGenre/s : Mystery/ThrillerLanguage: Filipino & EnglishMade: February 23-present, 2021(on-going)***WORK OF FICTIONThis story is a work of fiction. Complete names, characters, places and events are created by the pure imagination of the author. However, there maybe some places, probably well known, can be stated by the author as 'real'. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events have no existence outside the author's imagination unless otherwise stated. PURE FICTION.
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