"First posistion, Second position, Third posistion, Fourth posistion, Fifth posistion... one, one two four. one, one two five. one, one two lift" I spin using my one foot extending the other one. I do it continuously until I reach the barre.
I inhale and exhale and hold the barre tightly, bending my body extending my legs on my back trying to reach my toe with my hand before I turn around lifting my body with my haft bend feet after a successful move. And then I collapsed on the floor breathing heavily because of exerting too much energy.
I groaned because of the muscle ache on my legs. I've been practicing since this morning. I gained weight a littl maybe because I ate a lot lately so I need to burn some fats, also my mind is in chaos right now. I still can remember the last time I saw Vicenzo, it's been two days now. My father is not talking to me, he is mad obviously but then I don't understand.
Why would he get mad at me? It should be the other way around be
"Vicenzo came here before he left the country. Is that true?" Dad confront me in strict voice giving me a suspicious stare.I studied his face and he really aged a lot. The wrinkles on his face is enoughed for me to conclude that he is really getting older. The sign of aging is so visible on his face yet it can't conceal his strict looking face.He's still the father that I used to adore. But then, I don't know if I still adore him after what he did to me."Svanna, are you really going to continue this stubbornness? Don't you know what Santorini could give to our family? Zeneca will be prosperous once you become his wife" he said in frustration when I didn't open my mouth to answer him.I shook my head feeling the disappointment towards my father. Am I really nothing to him?"Your sister Aliah. If you just know how she beg to me, for her to marry Vicenzo, because she knows what kind of honor she could give to this family if she was just you" he fru
"What if I am force to trust him?" I whisper when the car stop in front of the coffee shop."Then you must find a way to protect yourself Young Lady, because everyone are watching you now" he utter making me fall into silent.I heard him unfasten his seatbelt but I remain not moving. I just realize that, if things get out of control I'll end up trusting Vicenzo neither I like it or not because that's the least thing I could do for myself. That's the only way for me to protect myself.We are not in control of everything. And no matter how I tried to resist the fate that they wanted me to have, if that was really meant to be, then I'll end up losing because that was bound to happen."I wanted to understand the reason behind the action. I wanted to validate Dad's reason because he is my father. As much as possible I wanted to seek an answer even if it was just a lie, for me to believe him" I mumble under my breath " If they were struggling because I keep on
"What do you mean?" He ask in alarmed tone which made me shook my head.I breath heavily and hide my hand under the table. I shake my head- no, I am just making conclusion and accusing him. Yes, at first look Vicenzo is really intimidating. As what I define him, his unlawful beauty is screaming with roughness and unyielding authority. The way he stand speaks for power, he stand like a tyrant king. His mere presence is enoughed for you to doubt your safety and his voice that could send chill to your body.Although he is like that, I think it's too much to accuse him of something like putting my family in danger once we tangle our name with him.That's too much I guess, because as far as I can remember he didn't dare to hurt me when I was with him that night. I know he was a bit stern and he also look scary. Even just the way he speak with hardening tone, but it was a bit harsh that Gianni accuse him like that."Svanna Rose" Gianni called me making me sighe
I wave my hand to Gianni and he also did the same thing. I watch him leave while I'm standing on the balcony of my room. I grip the coat he gave me, it is indeed cold. The weather is gloomy, the wind is cold . All the broad sky was grey indicating of coming rain.I raised my hand on the air and stared at the bracelet Gianni gave me. It is really beautiful and fascinating. My lips curved into a haft smile but I stop when I notice someone is watching me across the street. I stood straight when I saw a man and narrowed my eyes trying to recognize him but then he's too far from me and I can't even figure out the detailed of his face. I watch him as he turn around and walk away until he disappear on my sight."What was that?" I mumble to myself and walk inside my room.I stumped across the window-seat pulling my legs up and covering it with Gianni's coat. I stared out the beautiful flower garden of Mommy Adeline while listening to the soothing sound of piano keys com
"You're silent" he stated roughly which made me back to my senses.I took a deep breath and sit on the window-seat, actually this is my favorite spot in my room. There are days when I just wanted to read a books and sit here not wanting to do anything even dancing."Svanna Rose, why the fuck are you silent?!" He growl in controlled anger and I can't help but to rolled my eyes.He sound so demanding and I hate him because of that. He wanted me to follow him and that's really annoying!"Because I have nothing to say" I respond plainly not giving any hint of interest to have a conversation to him.I heard him exhale roughly and hissed a series of curses. I'm really good at making other people annoyed and that's nice because I can use it against Vicenzo.He seems like a short tempered kind of person, he's hot headed and impatient. I could easily irritate him- well maybe, maybe I could."Where have you been today?" He ask in modulated voic
"Dad!" I called my father walking fast towards him.I glance at Aliah and Mommy Adeline who's sitting beside my father. I don't know this house and they surprisingly here already talking in the living room."You should go upstairs and rest Svanna, the maid will led you to your room. I already prepare it for you" my father said calmly not bothered if at all.I licked my lower lip and shake my head. I have a lot of questions and I wanted to demand an answer from him."I wanted to know what's happening" I confront him following his gaze as he reach the wine glass."Nothing, so go to your room and rest" he replied in low toneless voice."Your father is right Anna, you're just paranoid hija" Mommy Adeline seconded and then she gave a glass of wine to Aliah who's smiling at her.I sighed still not convince. I am not a fool, although they don't explain everything in detailed still I know there is something wrong happening."I know the
I am comfortably laying on my bed staring at the white brown ceiling enjoying the soothing sound of piano keys that keeps on playing to lessen the tension of my body. I need to relax that's what the doctor instruct me to do when I woke up after I collapsed yesterday.I admit, I am restless these past few days after the sudden declaration of my marriage with Vicenzo Santorini. I keep on overthinking and I also didn't ate properly because I can't find my appetite to swallow my food. I think I really overstressed myself because of the sudden happening of my life.I know I can't blame myself, I was beyond shocked with those revelation and realization behind the marriage. And also the confusion I experience. I am mentally exhausted because of thinking too much and I've been crying every night thinking why did Dad betrayed me.A soft knock on the door dragged me back to my senses and then followed by the sound of opening door. An unfamiliar face of a woman weari
Hugging my curled legs I burried my face between my knees while leaning on the side of the bed. My room is filled with darkness and the only thing that brought light is the light from the post light on the backyard.I've been on this posistion since this afternoon and didn't budge a little although I keep hearing the soft knocks on my door. I wanted to visit my mother because I feel so suffocated right now. I wanted to run away but then my legs are chained because I'm Svanna Rose Zeneca and I am now Vicenzo's wife.I sob louder remembering that fact. I just signed the marriage contract a while ago and I can't do anything to undo it. I grip the hem of my clothes tightly hearing an unfamiliar sound of a clock. I slightly lift my head resting my chin on my knees wondering where that sound came from but then after a couple of seconds it just disappear.Sighing I hug my legs more and get back on my previous posistion with my head burried between my knees. The silent
Svanna Rose Zeneca-SantoriniWhen Vicenzo said that 'this is now over' he was wrong. That is just the end of our first journey together and the beginning of another battle that we must conquer together. During that last fight with Flacara Mafia, everything changes. Gordon died... Mom killed him intentionally. I couldn't accept it. But I need to be strong because he told me that he wanted to see me rising from the spotlight.I thought being the prima ballerina is the peak of my dreams. But then I realize that I just wanted to have Vicenzo stay with me the rest of our life. I don't need to be the prima ballerina of Zeneca Ballet or to be the white swan of Swan Lake play. Because I am already the prima ballerina to my own story and I just have to recognize that the main character doesn't just always play at the center. She could be a black swan like me.And this is my last dance, my last dance as the black swan. Because
When you thought everything is okay, reality will suddenly slapped you real hard- that no matter how good everything was, bad things is still right behind the corner waiting for the right time to strike again and mess your life again.It's always like that. You're a happy and then you're sad later. If you're sad now, you're happy later. It is a continuous cycle, a very redundant scenario. It was like a story that has a same plot but with different lines. It so fuck up!Before I end up in this kind of mess, in this kind of danger- everything is just good compare now. I have a peaceful and quite life away from trouble. I know it's boring because I spent all my life in dancing isolating myself from the people around me.I don't have a good relationship to my father, we don't usually talk, we don't even eat a meal together. I am not that welcome to the eyes of Mommy Adie even to Aliah, my haft sister. I was the black swan of the Zeneca family. I exist but only as th
"Where did you go?"I lift my head and I saw Vicenzo looking at me seriously. His rugged face is screaming with annoyance. He doesn't look pleased and I know the reason why.But instead of being scared with his unwelcoming greeting, I walk fast towards him and hug him tightly. I felt him stilled and his body went rigid with our sudden contact. But later after I felt his arm wrap around my waist and possessively pulled me even more to him.He's sitting on the single couch while I'm sitting on the top of his lap facing him with my legs wide open. Our position is quite awkward but I don't really care, I feel bad because of what happen."Tell me what happen?" He whisper while caressing my back.I sniff and buried my face on his neck "I miss Mom..." I whisper.He sigh "That's why you sneak out?" He utter in a controlled tone of voice.I pulled away and face him. His brows furrowed when he saw the dry tears in my face but later on his face
"No..." I shake my head and close my eyes "No...this is not true. I am just hallucinating. This is not true" I mumble to myself and pulled my hair.There's no way my Mom is alive after all these years. I always visit her grave, I always visit her whenever I miss her. Whenever I felt like everything seems against me. Whenever I felt alone..."You are not hallucinating Chèrie," Gianni said behind me "Tita Vanda is alive. She's alive Svanna Rose. The reason why Tito Roman doesn't want you to visit her grave is because she was never been buried-""No!" I scream, shaking my head "Mom is dead! She's not my Mom!" I exclaimed crying while looking at the woman in front of me who look exactly like me."Tito Romano never visit her grave, it's because he know that Tita Vanda never die in the first place-""Stop it Gianni!" I cut him off, breathing heavily while my eyes is clouded with tears.I shook my head and step back. My heart is beating fast
Let's meet...I close my eyes and took a deep breath. Wearing a black longsleeve top and black gap fit leggings I sneak out to the backyard of the mansion. It took me almost ten minutes before I successfully climb the tall wall that surrounded the mansion. I actually make sure that Vicenzo men is done checking the area before I sneak out.I honestly don't know why do I need to sneak out. But then my instinct is telling me that Vicenzo will not let me if I ask him to meet Gianni knowing that Calcifer and Greco has a suspicion to my cousin.I'm stubborn, I know that. But I really need to do this. I don't understand what does he mean by his message. Mom is alive? And he doesn't want Vicenzo to be my husband? That's absurd! That's crazy.I sigh and fix my black cap before I run away, making sure that nobody notice my disappearance. I immediately call a cab and give the address to the driver who keep on glancing at me because of my weirdness. Oh yeah,
I am crying non-stop, I don't know what to do. Dra. Mhalia is trying to reach me out and talk to me but I couldn't open my mouth to speak back. The image of Piato being shot in his shot as he slowly fell on the floor keep on rolling back inside my head. It keep on replaying like a broken movie tape. It won't stop bugging me. I am guilty, scared, and anxious."Mrs. Santorini..." Dra. Mhalia whisper, wanting to get my attention.With weary eyes, I turn my gaze at her. She's sitting on the chair beside my bed wearing the same white lab gown. I sniff when she smile at me, as if she's telling me that everything is alright without uttering a word."W-Where's Vicenzo?" I stuttered.I'm the first one who break the sound of my soft cries. I brush off those dry tears in my face. Worries is very visible in my eyes and I couldn't hide it. How will I do that if I am eating my guilt. I am asking them what happen to Piato but none of them gave me an assuring answer. The
"I don't understand him..." I whisper when I get back inside the car.I felt Piato look at me through the rearview mirror but I just remain my gaze out of the window staring at Gianni who's still standing in front of my mother's tombstone facing us.I suddenly recall what Calcifer told me. He said Gianni didn't attend the last board meeting after his business trip in Russia. I don't exactly know what kind of business he went there, but Cal said that there is something odd with my cousin and he will figure it out and inform me.I took a deep breath and my phone suddenly rang. Without a second thought, I pull it out from my clutch bag. Vicenzo's name flashes on the screen so I immediately press the answer button, afraid that I might worry him."Where are you?" He asks in a low controlled tone of voice without greeting me.I bit my lower lip and hesitantly look at Piato who also looks nervous because of the sudden call."I'm on my way home now"
After spending a week on our honeymoon, everything turns back to normal. Daddy Victor and some of Vicenzo's cousins return to Italy. While Vicenzo on the other hand is now busy managing his company. He has loads of paper works to do, and I heard Greco is already complaining about those business proposals that have not been reviewed yet.But despite his busy schedule, he always makes time for me. He wakes up early than usual to prepare our breakfast- yes! He's like a house husband, he's the one who makes our breakfast. He even memorizes my diet plan. For the past few days, I really feel how Vicenzo exerts too much effort to become the husband that he promised to me.He's very patient with my schedule, Calcifer always makes fun of him calling him 'Mr. understanding husband' because of his sudden changes. Although he came home late, he was still able to wake up early the next day. He's not that grumpy as before, he is always gentle and calm now. But one thing that will ne
I softly moan when I felt the sunbeam kissed my face. I turn around facing my back to the window hiding my face on the pillow I'm hugging. I am still sleepy, and my body still can feel what happen last night.I felt my face flushed although I'm haft asleep. Remembering the intimate night with my husband makes me blush. It seems like my face heated on its own so I cover my face even more.But then I felt a strong arm rested on my waist and then the bed move. The smell of bath soap invades my nostrils when I felt something soft touch the side of my forehead. My nose should be irritated with the sudden scent but then, it smells so nice being whiffed by a scent of cool mint. My soreness seems like disappear, everything feels so good and warm now, when the arm pulled me, caging me into a tight embrace."Wake up now, sleepyhead" I heard Vicenzo whisper in my left ear using his hoarse voice.I moan softly again with that simple sweet gesture from him. He always