Chapter 2: Gig on a Thursday Night

Around five in the afternoon Hillary rouse from her sleep. She stretched her arms while yawning. Feeling well after few hours of sleep.

Her phone was laying on her bedside table ,she took hold of it and discerned that she still have two hours to prepare. She slid her fingers to unlocked it. She browsed for few minutes in her socials.

She was hoping to got any hints from what she was searching for a very long time. But still no trace of hope. She sighed.

She glazed at her face in the mirror; her messy hair and ruined make-up. Despite that, she was indeed a true beauty she can tell.

She walked downstairs to grab some food in the fridge before departing to the show.

She spotted her nanny cleaning the sink.

"You're awake" Georgia pronounced.

"Yup, need some food before going",

Hillary was humming a song with her sweet voice.

"La, la..lala, la..la..lala..la,"

"Kindly notify mom and dad I'll be on the gig next town tonight with Marcus and Marina" she uttered. Georgia nodded.

Hillary extended her right hand to open the fridge to search for something to eat.

She hovered for few more minutes in the dining table and after few bites of egg sandwhich and and a glass of orange juice, her stomach was filled.

She strolled back to her room, and arrayed her stuffs. Although she has a nanny, she don't grant anyone to set foot into her room to tidy up. She ought her things to be sorted out the way she wanted it to be.

Bags lined up in colors and sizes, her shoes arranged according to weather seasons, clothes hang out correspondingly based on brands, books set out according to authors and she has one thing she don't authorized anyone to touch or even see. She concealed it under her bed. She kept eminent memories from the past along with this thing that she treasured so much.

After she fixed the shambles and noticed her room looked elegant and classy again, she stand up and marched to the bathroom to get a cold shower.

She peeled herself one by one and put her clothes to the laundry basket .She grabbed her white bathrobe and towel. Hillary straightened her arms and reached for the door knob of a half-open door.

After the cold water touched her bare skin she felt relax. As she reminisced some scenes in her mind, she closed her eyes. Even if she has everything , a slight pain pinched deep inside her heart. She sensed something is missing in her life.

Of course she was always grateful for what she obtained but some space in her heart needs to be fill in.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she opened her eyes,

"where are you now, I want to see you badly.", she silently sobbed,

"I will never stop believing that my heartbeat will lead me to find you one day". She cried soundly. She missed him. She will never let go. She will take hold of his promise.

She sang a song.

Through her music she can speak her heart. It gives her comfort and hope.

After a cold shower she rubbed her long straight hair with her towel. She dried her hair using her blower and straightened it for a while. Before she strolled out of the bathroom, she had a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. She has all the things everyone can ask for. Her stunning face, her perfect curves, wealth, talent, brain and good heart.

She rushed out of the bathroom and reached for her closet to get an outfit. She selected a black tops with leather skirt and leather jacket. To crowned her ootd, she picked a black stilettos.

She sat down in front of the mirror and kicked off some make-ups. As a musician, she always believes that it is a requisite to have a great impact to the crowd.

She used a brown eyebrow pencil which shaped her eyebrows perfectly, she applied gold eyeshadow ,whisked light pink for blush on, to top it all she painted her kissable lips a bright red lipstick. She glanced one more time in the mirror. She smiled silently with satisfaction.

She stand up and texted her friends notifying them she's on her way.

"Hey Marcus and Marina, you guys ready?"

she delivered this message to their group chat. After a minute her phone beeped twice indicating her that she received replies from both.

"Waiting for you to pick me up",with smiley emoji, it's Marina's reply.

"We'll use your car?" Marcus queried.

After mailing her replies to both, she's good to go.

She got her car key and fetched her electric guitar hanging from the wall which she bought during their family vacation in Germany two years ago. Her guitar is lightweight as she preferred it to be.

She bid goodbye to Georgia. Her nanny reminded her of her safety as she always did. She nodded.

She owned a red sports car. Marina was first one to fetch since her house is the nearest.

"You're gorgeous, slay queen." Marina exclaimed.

"Talk less, get inside" she responded while grinning.

"Are you going to pick up Marcus too?"

"Of course, no favorites" she chuckled softly .

"Fair enough." Marina said fastening her seatbelt.

Few minutes passed, they saw Marcus waving not far away. In a short while, Marcus hopped in. He was sitting in the back seat.

Throughout their ride they just babbled about newly built restaurant in town. Food bind them together. They are such chatters that's why they were perfectly made for each other.

Not long after, they appeared in front of the event hall. She asked her friends to occupy the front seats.

After thirty minutes, someone announced,

"Let's give the stage to Hillary Chen. Around of applause please. " the host said..

Hillary got used of people's attention. She had been performing for seven years now.

She pondered a captive smile as she rocked the stage while singing the song, "Love lifted Me".

She serenade the crowd with her mesmerizing voice which brought shivers to the people. As she hummed the first few lines,

" I was sinking deep in sin

Far from the peaceful shore

Very deeply stained within...

The people was in awe. She has a very wonderful voice that can capture the heart of everyone.

Her friends cheered for her.

"What a voice! ," Marina exclaimed.

The next instance that she nailed her eyes to the crowd she saw someone from afar looking at her intently. She was shocked but she needed to let go of the destruction. It will ruin the show. She just continued singing, .......

Love lifted me! Love lifted me!

When nothing else could help

Love lifted me"

After the first song, she sang six more songs and ended it with the last strung of her guitar. It was an awesome performance!