Chapter 02

SIAN's POV

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Bang Bang....

"Oh my god.....!" My body jerked back as it came contacting with something so hard...

All of a sudden everything replaced back in my mind when I realized that was not something hard, but a human who collided with me... 

I was still standing at the same place where I was half an hour ago as I was waiting for the flight's arrival. I could recollect what has gone through my mind for this half an hour... My memory had searched it path back to the day two years ago today.... 

The day my life shattered into a million of pieces...

The day I lost my true love.. 

My beloved Max....

"Time did fly" My heart heaved for a while..... 

"Oh sh*t.."

Suddenly I heard the voice of the person who I accidently got collided with... There was a slight soreness on my forehead as well... I squeezed my eyes to clear my sight and focussed on the person who was standing in front of me holding the temple......

That was a man, probably in his late twenties. The attire he was wearing talked on behalf of him for his wealth as he could be guessed as a very rich person who might own a country of properties. 

The experience I have gained from my early life dealing with all kind of rich men and my father's friends..

The man removed his glasses off him revealing his blazing hazel eyes which were filled up with pure anger towards me.. His eyes didn't leave me for damn minutes making me frighten to hell... Another man who can be assumed as his friend was standing next to him with a concerned piece of expression worn on his face...

Is it about me or about his friend?

Whoever!

"Are you alright....?" He asked touching the shoulder of the man who was still piercing his gaze on me.

"Yeah.. Yeah.. I'm fine.." He answered his friend without leaving the sight of mine. I saw his eyes getting darkened whilst his jaw tightened showing the contours of his square face. In a blink of an eye he paced towards me with a venom sunk expression which just did a flutter in the pit of my stomach. To be honest I felt a blancket of fear engulf my body as I inaudibly gulped. That was one of misfortunes I mustered up within myself for those miserable years.

"Hey just leave this... No grudges... Let's go.... You are already late..." His friend tried to stop him. But never did he listen to him as his straight body was now stooping in front of me almost towering over my petite self. As soon as he reached me his rich kind of perfume hit my nostrils making me remind of something that I was so used to.... That smell was very familiar. 

Yeah.. How can I forget that?

Once it was my dad's favourite. 

His voice barked at me breaking myself out of the reverie of my mesmerization. 

"Don't you know that people are travelling here....? What the hell are you doing standing here..?" He gritted out clenching his fingers into a tight fist. I could feel the roughness of his voice getting deepened. People went passed by sticking their eyes on us. But there was no way that this man would back himself off.

"I'm so sorry. I.. I..was just-...." all at once my words froze at their base without letting myself continue anymore as there came the announcement.. 

"This is the final boarding call for passengers Sian Cynthia Anderson and Emrys Parker booked on flight 372A to London City. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately five minutes time. I repeat. This is the final boarding call for Sian Cynthia Anderson and Emrys Parker . Thank you." 

I was stunned when I heard the final announcement given for me to board to the flight. 

Oh gosh!

But I understood there was not only me, but some other one too, who was not aboard to the flight yet. I turned hurriedly to grab my things... But what I could see was the person who was to initiate a fight with me here a while ago, was pacing hurriedly to the gate number 3 where I had to be present too..... 

Then.... Is he the other one? Hmm.... This man is very peculiar!

I thought to myself. Then not wasting my time, I too hurried back and strode towards the gate number 3.... Only two more minutes left... I chekced the time and lifted my face up to notice no one was there at the gate. 

Ohoh...! That Mr.Peculiar is also gone. That made me hurry my steps in long strides which was kinda difficult for me as I was pulling my heavy luggage behind me as well.... 

My extremely hurried self was just about to enter the gate when my arms were suddenly grabbed by someone... In no time, I was pulled back and the things in my hands slid off forthwith....

Dammit!

I was angry was an understatement.. Gritting my teeth with my fuming self, I  instantly turned back to see who dared like this to block my way off.....

"What the......" My eyes almost bulged in their sockets as I was amazed to see that Mr.Peculiar was grabbing my arm leaving me totally dumbstruck at his sudden encounter..... I was angry to no extent.

"Let go of me..." I tried to release my hand. But he was holding it freaking tightly not letting go of me....

"Do you think that I will let you go after ruining my everything.... Because of you I had to waste my time...." 

I could see his jaw muscles get tightened in an incredible way as his clutch on my hand tightened to my bones...

What's wrong with this man?

Is he my today's trouble maker?

Oh god!

Meanwhile, as I had never expected I heard the sound of the flight take off which made my nerves ten more times on... 

"But you came here and you had enough time. Right....?" I almost yelled at him as I seethed in hundred pure rage right now... I never wanted to make an unexpected grudge with someone I had never known before.. But this man was crossing his limit which made mine cross as well... 

This is gonna be one freaking war between two angry birds..

We'll see who is gonna win anyways..

"Yeah exactly...." his eyes blazed intensely as he fumed with rage. His grip on my wrist tightened with his each word that he spat out. "My boarding pass and passport were misplaced, the time you collided with me. So who should be the one to be laid the sole blame for?..." 

"It's... It's not my fault... It should be yours, mister. You must have been careful about your things when you walk on...." I said without caring, but with my bl**dy anger..

I felt the grip tighten and right now his fingers dug into my flesh to which a ripple of pain coursed through my veins. 

"Ouch...!!! What are you doing.? This is enough.... Just let go of me..." I screamed. But much to my disappoinment never did he let go of my arm.

"How dare you talk to me? This was one of the best chances I had gained in my life. This tour meant to be very important to me.... 

I just lost it because of a goofball like you..."

What? Goofball! How dare he?

"Wh...at....? What did you just say...?" I just wanted to punch hard on his face. But before I could show the worst side of me, suddenly his friend came towards us out of nowhere to drag his friend, that Mr.Peculiar away from me.... My anger would have killed him if his ever-time-good-friend was not there to take him away.... 

"Your private airplane is still under the renovation. It will be renovated by the day after tommorow..."

"What the hell? I just want it to be alright by tomorrow." I merely heard their conversation until they got disappeared out of my sight. Still my hand was paining to hell.... 

I sighed looking at the sky through the glass windows. The only thing I could see was the flight disappearing through the thick clouds... 

This was the last flight heading to London... Because of some weather issues there would not be any other flights that would be heading to London for two, three days.

How can I face my management crew?

I closed my eyes and strove hard to fight back the tears which were at their peak of falling off my eyes.

This meant to be the turning point of my life. Two years ago a day like today Max's life was taken by a coward. The accuist was caught by the FBI and was sentenced to jail. That bastard was Daniel Armstrong, a fellow player of Max's football team. He had envied against Max since very beginning as he was gaining much popularity among the young generation as well as the other countries. It drove him to take Max's life away. After the death of son, Max's mom and dad's attitudes towards me wholely changed as they thought he died because of my misfortune and the bad effects of mine upon him... So they left New York to reside in France forever... 

I keep smiling and showing my happiness to the outer world, but grieving and weeping inside more than they know.......

I lost the half my life. Everything drove me insane. I spent one year of my life in the hospital having lost the memory due to the sudden shock after that crucial incident. I was totally obsessed with the memory of Max. My mom, dad and Mia did much to give a life to me. They had to suffer a lot thinking about my life. 

Gradually my health condition started to turn out well. Finally I was fully recovered after much effort of doctors and my family as well. Though, I could not take my Max out of my mind. His memory followed behind me every second of my life like my own shadow and still does it. And yet he is daily being visited by me with a beautiful boquet in St.Claire Cemetery where my heart always writhes with pain everytime I step towards his grave.

After 6 months of my recovery, my dad's life ended up being paralysed and started to depend on wheelchair. It's because suddenly he went through a severe heartattack. He could not bear my life going to pieces and becoming wrecked. My dad lost his company, our mansion, our penthouse, our belongings and everything what we were survived with. We bought a small house nearby my sister's High School in New York.

Mom is taking care of dad staying at home... Because he is in a very critical condition. I took the burden of my family on my shoulders. What I needed most was to give a rebirth to my family. So I sought jobs everywhere. As I was qualified I thought I would be able to easily find a job. Finally I found a job as a violinist at a highly famous radio station, "Channel X". I have an inborn talent of playing violin which I heartily loved too. Since my childhood I participated in different competitions in which I have won the titles as well... I was happy that I could find a job which I was really interested in and could give my heart, commitment and everything which I was possible to.. 

It is just a part time work. Everyday I have to attend the work in the morning time. I have to play the songs on violin according to the requests made by fans while being the presenter of the programme as well. My programme "iTune" got hit among the people in USA in a very short period of time and me as my alias "Chloe Andrea". Because I never wanted to be known and identified as Sian Anderson, the daughter of once multi billionaire Peter Anderson and the lover of Aaron Maximillian. I wanted to be me and created my own personality on my own. But I never appeared infront of others as Chloe Andrea. I know, no one on earth knows it's me who is the presenter and the violinist of "iTune" except the members in Channel X. I travel to work everyday and it makes me happy and relieve on the fact that no one recognizes me as Chloe. 

Daily I receive calls from new fans and They do request songs. I am happy that I can do something which makes them bliss. Most of fans are daily callers. Songs like Go on, Love me like you do, With love, Thousand years, Unfaithful, Perfect, Thinking out loud and Sorry are the most requested songs. Out of the blue I have found a special fan who requests the songs which I do like too. He is some kind of a strange person called Reece who doesn't talk much. But requests the song directly. Once a week I receive a call from him. I always care about my fans. I'm living because of them. They help me forget my woes and pains for a while when I am with them.

And my management crew is exactly happy about my work. So they decided to offer me a scholarship in UK. They thought that it would be a great opportunity for me and for our channel to get through the fans if my talents were more sharpened up. It's a live concert and the most talented violinists are participating in the programme from all around the world. I was very lucky to get an opportunity one of thousand gets. And this was the time I was going to appear as Chloe Andrea infront of the outer world. And today was the day I had to be present in London for the show. But I lost it because of this stranger. My fate does many changes in my life. I don't know what would happen now. One thing I know is, I would be fired from my job. Before that I have to do something to make it up to them.

"Why on earth these incredible things happen only to me?" I was left in a dilemma sent me through by my unconditional fate... I picked my violin and other things up off the floor before gloding out the airport... 

I hastily strode back wiping my heating tears off my cheeks from the back of my palm, thinking what's my fate still holding in store to embrace by me......