Someone is calling. And it is Lance. My first reaction? I jumped from my bed. I can't contain the excitement I have inside. I wanted to shout but of course without any sound, my neighbours might think I am crazy. Before answering his call, I tried to compose myself first, I took a deep breath, and let out a gentle "ooh".
"Hello," I picked the call up.
"Hello. This is Lance. Am I disturbing you?"
"No!" I almost shouted. "I mean, I'm not very busy at the moment. How are you?"
"I'm good. Just taking some rest before meeting my band mates again. We have a gig," he explained.
"Oh, I thought you are tired," I tried my best not to sound worried.
"Yeah, but work is work. We already committed to the bar so we cannot cancel that one. And we are all used to working like that. Are you worried?”
"Haha! Should I be?"
"Does it make you feel uncomfortable if I call you? You know, you barely know me but here I am, intruding your private time," he sounds apologetic.
"As I have said I am not that busy, and I gave you my phone number so I think it is a sign of approval that you can text or call me.”
"Do you have any idea why I was staring at you last night? Why I asked for your name and your phone number?"
I started thinking about last night. I remember I was also staring at him unconsciously. Did something happen? Did I miss something? Did I do something stupid? Did I look very ugly last night? I am starting to overthink about the possible reasons. I cannot think of anything that can make him do what he did.
"Are you still there?" I was brought back to reality.
"Yeah, I'm still here."
"Oh, my band mates are here to pick me up. I've got to go. I'll catch up with you later. Please listen to the song "You are so beautiful". That is for you. Bye!" And the call ended.
He left me dumbfounded. Of all the girls on our table, and of all the girls who are in the bar, why did he ask for my name and my phone number? I am not beautiful, not ugly I guess, that's what my friends and my mom told me but not beautiful to be easily noticed by a handsome man like Lance. And the song, why does he think the song is for me?
I opened Youtube app and searched for the song "You are so beautiful".
You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You are everything I need
You are so beautiful to me
After listening to the first stanza, I turned off the music immediately. I think there is something wrong with him! This song is definitely not for me. I think he is just making fun of me and I won't be so stupid to fall for it. The excitement I felt when I got his call turned into disappointment and annoyance. Does he think I can easily be played with? I put the phone on the side table and started watching Korean drama again. I don't want to ruin my night because of someone as insensitive as him. Yes, I never had a boyfriend since birth and I am not desperate to get one.
I tried to forget what happened by focusing on what I am watching until I fell asleep.
The Song
Someone is calling. And it is Lance. My first reaction? I jump from my bed continuously, can't contain the excitement I have inside. I want to shout but of course without any sound, my neighbours might think I am crazy. Before answering his call, I tried to compose myself first, take a deep breathe, and let out a gentle "ooooh".
"Hello," I picked the call up.
"Hello. This is Lance. Am I disturbing you?"
"No!" I almost shouted. "I mean, I'm not very busy at the moment. How are you?"
"I'm good. Just taking some rest before meeting my band mates again. We have a gig," he explained.
"Oh, I thought you are tired," I tried my best not to sound worried.
"Yeah, but work is work. We already committed to the bar so we cannot cancel that one. And we are all used to working like that. Are you worried?," he said.
"Haha! Should I be?," I answered.
"Does it make you feel uncomfortable if I call you? You know, you barely know me but here I am, intruding your private time," he sounds apologetic.
"As I have said I am not busy, and I gave you my phone number so I think it is a sign of approval that you can text or call me," I replied.
"Do you have any idea why I was staring at you last night? Why I asked for your name and your phone number?," he asked.
I start thinking about last night. I remember I was also staring at him unconsciously. Did something happen? Did I miss something? Did I do something stupid? Did I look very ugly last night? I am starting to overthink about the possible reasons. I cannot think of anything that can make him get my phone number.
"Are you still there?," I was brought back to reality.
"Yeah, I'm still here."
"Oh, my band mates are here to pick me up. I've got to go. I'll catch up with you later. Please listen to the song "You are so beautiful". That is for you. Bye!" And the call ended.
He left me dumbfounded. Of all the girls on our table, and of all the girls who are in the bar, why did he ask for my name and for my phone number? I am not beautiful, not ugly I guess, that's what my friends and my mom told me but not beautiful to be easily noticed by a handsome man like Lance. And the song, why does he think the song is for me?
I started opening the Youtube app and search for the song "You are so beautiful".
You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You are everything I need
You are so beautiful to me
After listening to the first stanza, I turned off the music immediately. I think there is something wrong with him! This song is definitely not for me. I think he is just making fun of me and I won't be so stupid to fall for it. The excitement I felt when I got his call turned into disappointment and annoyance. Does he think I can easily be played with? I put the phone on the side table and start watching Netflix again. I don't want to ruin my night because of someone as insensitive as him. Yes, I never had a boyfriend since birth and I am not desperate to get one.
I tried to forget what happen by focusing on what I am watching until I fell asleep.
Sunday.
I normally wake up late on weekends and as usual, I don't have any plans for today so I don't need to get up from bed early. I got my phone from the side table to check the time. It is 10:25am and I have one message.
"Good morning. I know you are already sleeping. I wanted to talk to you longer but I think the time doesn't permit. Hope to talk to you later." End of message.
Time of message: 2:30 am
I don't trust him. Actually, I don't trust anyone. It is not that I am a man-hater or something, I just don't see why he would send me message or call me and say that the song "You are so beautiful" is for me. I don't really get it.
I headed directly to the bathroom to freshen up and prepare for the day. After which, I went to the kitchen and prepare brunch. I don't want to think about Lance or what his purpose in talking to me is. Today is Sunday and I want to use this meaningfully without worrying about nonsense things.
After eating, I cleaned the house then took a shower and finally, my favorite activity, watching Korean drama. Please don't get me wrong, this may seem boring for many, but for me this is heaven. I get to use my time for myself, this for me, is rest time and I am happy with my weekend routine. Or maybe I am just getting old, and I am sure most older people do the same activities as me, especially for the single ones.
While I was preparing my laptop to start watching, I opened my phone to check my social media app, I got a couple of messages, of course, from Lance.
Message 1: "Hi, did you sleep well. I just got up and we have another gig tonight. I wonder when I can talk to you longer." Time of message: 2:15 pm
Message 2: "Are you busy? I am waiting for your message." Time of message: 2:42 pm
Message 3: "Do I seem so insistent? I just really want to talk to you. Am I starting to be creepy?" Time of message: 3:05 pm
Message 4: "I waited a long time to see you again. Can't you really remember me, Jez?" Time of message: 3:20 pm
Wait! Have we met before? Only my close friends call me Jez. And he is correct, he is starting to be creepy. How did he know my nickname? He said he waited a long time to see me. Lance Mendez. Have I heard about that name before? I tried so hard to remember anything that can connect me to Lance but I cannot find anything. Who is he? How did he know me?
I got surprised when my phone suddenly rang. It is a call from Lance. I pick the call up immediately.
"Who are you?" I asked. "How did you know my nickname? Are you stalking me? Do you have any plans to kidnap me? My parents are not rich. You cannot get anything from them! Stop bothering me!"
"Haha! Relax. I'm not a kidnapper and I am not a bad guy. So please, don't be scared of me. I can introduce myself again if you want to."
So his name is not Lance Mendez? Who is this guy? What does he want from me?
"I'm disappointed you don't recognize me at all," he said.
"Just let me know who you are! If I remember you, then why will I be asking too many questions!" I shouted.
"Haha! This is Cedrick Lance Perez. Your childhood best friend!"
After almost a month, Geoff finally decided to introduce himself to Athena. I have been preparing her ever since because I know that someday, she would meet her real dad. Colin supported my decision of introducing her to Geoff. They have talked a couple of times about it. Geoff has invited him to have drinks and Colin never said anything bad about him during their meetings."He's a respectable man. He's too different from how I saw him in the past months. You know I had this image of him as a bad husband because of your story, but I think he's just manipulated. He was furious thinking that the woman she loved betrayed him." He said once before we went to bed."He was nice. I guess love can really make us a monster once we got hurt.""But I think I'm the one who benefited in what happened to the two of you. If Ericka didn't say nasty things about you, maybe you and Geoff are still together until now. Then, I wouldn't meet you in Marshville. I wouldn't be your second husband. So, I shou
I felt very light and dizzy. I didn't know what was happening. Everything around me was turning. I could see Ericka's back while she slowly disappeared from my view. Ericka was just here on the rooftop a while ago. She was here mocking and insulting me. I could hear her voice clearly. She was just here."Aaah!" I shouted as I got up. I was dreaming. It was all a dream. I woke up in a familiar room. It's the master's bedroom in Colin's apartment, it's our room.Colin rushed inside the room when he heard me screaming. He hugged me immediately and patted me in the back. "You're here now. You're safe.""Where's Ericka?!" I asked, panicking. "She's dead. She jumped from the rooftop in one of Geoff's hotels.""Where's Geoff?""He called me and asked me to pick you up. He said you lost consciousness. He told me about what happened to you the other night. You should've told me about your plan.""Sorry. Geoff asked me to stay with him. I thought it was best if I followed what he said.""I und
"Eat!" He said with a smile. He put some food on the plate in front of me."What are you planning? Please, I just want to go home. Ericka is the last person I want to see tonight." I couldn't help but feel scared. She is the person I trust the least and her presence means trouble. She has never liked me and the feeling is mutual. The best thing to do to have a peaceful life is avoid her."I won't let her hurt you. Don't worry.""I really don't wanna see her.""Why would you be scared? If you're telling the truth, then there's no reason for you to be afraid of her. Unless you don't want me to know that you are lying.""I never lied to you. Her mere existence reminds me of all the bad experiences I had after marrying you. I don't want to go back to that time again.""Just eat. The food is getting cold." He turned the video on his laptop. It's an English romance movie. I can't focus well on either eating or watching the movie. All I could think of is meeting Ericka and the trouble she co
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"Please, let my hands go, then we can talk. I promise to be honest. I have actually always been honest with you." I was already begging. He could do anything he wants to me without me defending myself. I also want to listen to his explanation about what happened to us since I got pregnant."I don't know what to believe anymore.""I was your wife. You promised to protect and be with me. I have always trusted that promise. I escaped when I felt it wasn't safe for me and my daughter anymore. You saw how violent you could be when you're angry.""You're the one who made me angry!""I didn't do anything. Anywhere I went, I was with Nancy and the driver. You could have asked them what I did for you not to believe me.""They were your allies. Of course they would not tell me what you were really up to.""Nancy did her best to protect me from you, and so did the driver. They saw I suffered because of you.""Ericka told me your plans from the very beginning. She showed me pictures of you and al
Having a headache, I woke up in a small dim room. The curtain covers half of the glass window on the right side of the bed. Based on the light, it seems like it's early in the morning. I immediately got up from the bed, but my left hand was pulled by something. It was tied to a metal which was fastened to the side of the bed. I couldn't see it clearly yet. I could feel pain all over my body especially from my left hand where the metal was tied and my head. A pitcher of water and a glass were set up on top of the side table. The room seems like one of the cheap motel rooms you can rent while on the road. Outside the window, I could glimpse some trees and a view of the sky. I was still wearing the same clothes I had worn since yesterday. My shoes were neatly arranged on the side of the bed. My phone and my small pouch were nowhere. I could finally check my left hand. I was handcuffed with the other end attached to the bed. Where am I? I wanted to scream and maybe ask for help from anyo
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The next day, I decided to take some days off to spend more time with Athena. I also would like to wait for Nancy and have a chat with her. We haven't talked for months now and partly I blame myself for being so busy that I never even tried to reach out to her. I never asked her how she is despite knowing that she comes home late almost every night for the past months and she sometimes doesn't come home. If only I tried talking to her, sending her a message or calling her, maybe this wouldn't happen. I still didn't tell mom about what happened and I don't have any plans of telling her.Two days has passed and no signs of Nancy. Her phone can't be reached and she also doesn't respond to messages. I was starting to get more worried but as Colin said, we should give her some space. She also needs time to think. We spent our weekend to an amusement park like what we promised to Athena. It was a happy day, but I can't totally ignore the worry I feel for Nancy. I don't know Cristoff's phone
Cristoff! I haven't seen him in ages! He was not that nice to me either when I was still living with Geoff. If I remember it correctly, the two don't really have a good relationship. I looked at Nancy in disbelief. "What is this guy doing here? Why are the three of you together?" To give her the benefit of the doubt, although I already know the answer, I still asked her that question. I am hoping, although it may sound impossible, that it was just a coincidence that he was with her and Athena."He's my boyfriend." She confidently said. I was expecting her to say more, maybe to explain her side why she didn't tell us about him, but she remained silent after."Since when?" I picked Athena up and carried her in my arms."Long time ago.'"Why didn't you tell us?" I said coldly."For this exact same reason. You will just ask me to stay away from him.""You saw how I suffered when I was with them. Didn't you learn anything at that time?" Cristoff didn't utter any word. He was just there, li