NELINA We are almost there. It was quiet, easy to tell that the police had not arrived. The only noise I could hear was the engine of my car and my heartbeat racing in my chest. The road was dark, but the color white caught my eyes. I suspect it was my brother's car, although it was not clear as the streetlight was far from where the accident happened. As we drew nearer, the car was almost unrecognizable from its original design because of the damage. I froze, and my breath came in short. The car bumper cut through the electrical tower. It seemed to be struck by another car on the side as it left a mark on it, crumpling my brother's favorite Ferrari car. Before we could pull over, I saw a man running away. Thank God someone is helping them.
NELINA My eyes widened as I saw the McLaren car. I'm guessing it's the McLaren 650s 2016. Should I check? I drew nearer to sneak into the vehicle and confirm my guess. It's him. "Hi" I waved a hand as if I knew him that much. The guy raised a hand in response. "Get in," he said as he opened the passenger's door for me. I froze and was hesitant to step into his car. But I can't be late. Okay, fine. When I stepped into his car, he showed a broad smile at me. It was awkward, so I nodded and revealed a half-smile.
ROYCE I checked on my wristwatch as I arrived at our company building parking space. Still on time, as always. When I turned off the engine, a shiny thing on the passenger's seat caught my attention. I chuckled, apprehending it as Nelly's phone left in my car. "Forgetful little doll." I took the phone and tried to open it, but Nelly set it with a password. "Okay, let me try to enter two passwords. Hmmm… let's try 143444 - I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH, BABY." I cracked up at the thought of the meaning of the numbers. CRAZY. "Wrong password? Let's shoot 333314 - YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE." I breathed a sigh of frustration after I took a second shot. But on second thought, I can make us
NELINA "So, how was it?" Marie started as I hopped in her car. She stared at me under scrutiny like I was a murder case suspect. "Was he nice to you? Did you get your phone?" She added. I release a long breath as I flip my hair, easing the tension. Having no intention of saying anything about the guy. But, knowing Marie, she will never stop until I give her all the details. "Okay, I'll tell you everything," I said, raising my hands in surrender.
NELINA "What is it?" It was on time that mom came over, so near that I was caught off guard. I immediately shut the laptop and forced a fake smile on my face. Before I could open my mouth. "I knew it," Mom interrupted my thoughts; she seemed to read my mind. "Yes, mom?" I look at her in confusion. "It's about your dad, isn't it? Are you looking at your dad's diagnosis from his doctor and physical therapists?" Mom inquired as she drew closer to me. I nod in confirmation. "But it's not dad's diagnosis that worries me," I said, diverting the topic because mom doesn't have to know what I do. "In fact, I think he is impro
NELINA Carrying the duffel bag with the things that I prepared last night, I spotted mom in the kitchen, cleaning. "I have to go to the gym, mom," I said as I drew nearer. Mom knows I'll be having a workout session first thing in the morning before I go to work. So I shared my frustration with getting in shape again and asked for her thoughts about it. And as expected, she agreed and was very supportive of the gym workout. "Take care," mom said as she patted my face. "No worries. Hmmm...mom, this is what happens when you watch too many movie series on Netflix. Neglecting to clean the kitchen after dinner." This is how I tease mom, as I turn to leave. "I can do this. Enjoy getting fitter," she said, shaking her head.
NELINA "Hi, Nelly, we meet again," he said, bending over to get my wallet from the floor. I dropped it when he bumped into me. I didn't say a word, except I tried my best to calm down. Did this man mean to bump at me? I know he looks on his way. "Are you okay?" he asked, still wearing the evil smirk. "I'm sorry for bumping at you." His grin almost confirmed that he meant what he did. His beautiful pair of white teeth flashed. I don't know why, but this is my favorite amongst the smiles he showed me. But still, he bumps at me. The audacity. Is he admitting that he means to bump at me? The red apples are on my cheeks now, for sure. "It's okay," I said
NELINA "Not again." I turned back to look at the man behind the voice to confirm it was correct. It's him, again. How could I say NO? I can't be late. "Hey," I said as I drew nearer to the car. Royce raised a hand in greeting, opening the door for me. I didn't hesitate because I only have 15 minutes before my breakfast meeting with Marica. "I'll put your bag in the back compartment." I suppressed the guilt inside for not saying yes to his offer. Maybe tomorrow. "Thanks, I thought I was gonna be late for my meeting," I said as I made myself comfortable while fastening