George flick Jana's hands off of him. "Do you know what they told me when I walk out of the studio? Jana, they all accused me of sabotaging them." Jana lowered her head but she refused to say sorry. "They told me that I kept you to harm my colleagues at work! Jana, my head is hurting right now. I can't even look at you without feeling any dislike. I asked you to find the truth about my parents death but now you're actually telling me that my grandparents lied?" He gripped his hair tight and painfully. He snapped, "Are you out of your fucking mind?!" "You ask me to learn the truth, and now this is the facts that you always wanted to know. Why are you looking at me like that? I never asked for this, George. You should have known it that someday, my identity my will blow up and smear your status the moment you offered me the job. I thought you know the risk?" "Was it me who said it to Carmilla? Was it me who made an assumption and tell everyone about it? George you're supposed to
George called at nine in the morning but Jana never answered. Jana stared as the phone blink several times before shutting off— the battery had died, and she had no means of contacting him. Saving up for hospital bills turned out to be a dream too good to be true. She never imagined her ending in this world being tied, bruised and starving. The third day came and the old woman still had no plans to dispose Jana. Vivien had whispered to her every hour about 'restarting' the instance but Jana can't afford to spend the points she had painstakingly protected. 'Forget pills and enchantments. I won't even use any face-changing masks as well! I want to exit this game without spending a little bit of money!' This must be the curse of being so stingy. Jana can no longer tell George that he is an illegitimate child. He had all the wrong information. And the truth is not exactly pretty. George's grandparents suffered a two year break up in their marriage life. It is of a consequen
George longed to tell Jana that he's sorry. It has been five days but he still can't contact her. Their fight had been useless— he would be the first to admit that his mind can be easily befuddled once his family gets involved in a conversation. It has always been the source of unease and insecurity in him. The fact that he's blind of the happenings that lead him to be motherless makes him restless and anxious. He had already blacklisted Carmila and asked the people in the studio to never talk with him if it's regarding Bernice of the east. His uncle's help in denying Jana's involvement helped a lot as well. He could only be grateful. It was his Uncle Sanders who first contacted Jana by mail. He sent her the digital copy of the contract they had agreed upon. Once finalized, it will be printed and manually signed. Unfortunately, the paper was never printed. And the ink had dried, yet the signature wasn't anywhere on the surface. ______________ March 17, the seventh day since
FOURTH INSTANCE: BRIAN MISSED THE BUS EVERYDAY, at the exact 8:45 am in the morning, Brian Walsh watched as the bus going to school went past him with a brief horn to acknowledge his presence. Jana saw him smile a little before putting on his earphones. He started walking down the road. Taking his sweet time without stopping to look at anything else. Jana followed his movements with her eyes. When he finally vanished off the busy road, she raised a brow. "This is a tough one," she lamented. The setting of this world is a modern one. Situated at a famous middle school in the city. Brian Walsh is the leading man of this instance. He's madly deep in love with the protagonist; his bestfriend, Josephine Fowler. Their past can even write a beautiful story about a man secretly pinning for his bestfriend. A lovely beggining. The catch is that, the woman is a bad egg. Or, for the sake of being precise, a gangster-wannabe. Josephine raises hell wherever she go. And Brian was the only o
“There's nothing I can't do, Brian. I am limitless! Powerful!” Brian can't believe how much time can change a person. Josephine is his childhood best friend. They parted for several years and now they're back together. Just not the way he imagined it to be. Josephine's parents broke up. They left her to live alone in a small apartment next to Brian's dorm building. It was fate, in his opinion. Although Josephine doesn't acknowledge him as a friend anymore. When she said, ‘If you are indeed a friend of mine, where were you when I needed someone to help me?’ Brian was crushed with disappointment and guilt. They were both kids back then and Brian needs to go with his dad and register as his legitimate son. When he went back to his hometown, Josephine had already moved out. Brian was six years old that time. He wasn't even sure if Josephine was his real best friend before. But her image suited the blurry perception at the back of his head. Another thing is that Josephine can't
"Do you know that guy?" Johann rolled his eyes. Jana found the action cute in him. "He looked like he swallowed some shit, you know. When you mentioned the gang." "That's to be expected from him. Josephine is her girlfriend. His aversion to me and my group is nothing surprising." Jana tapped his shoulder. "Thank you for playing the part with me. You memorised your part well. I should really go and treat you to some lunch. Let's go." "That too. Why do you want to pretend like you're some... superhuman being when he's around? I do find it strange when you act like it doesn't hurt. That must have been painful!" Jana shrug carelessly but she sincerely thanked Vivien in her mind. Her body composition can be easily altered. Fanning her pain tolerance to its maximum endurance is nothing. Now she can pretend to be Brian's lost childhood best friend. Although the impression is hard to prove, it's still a doable plan. It's better than nothing. All she had to do is act accordingly to he
Brian ran late next morning in class. He stared at the long line of students getting listed from the guard house. He slept late thinking about Josephine and her 'friends'. This day, he wanted to talk with Jana. Brian decided to try and befriend them. As the old saying said, if he can't beat it then at least he can join it. "Sir! I'm with Jana!" A tall guy with a very large bag in front of him raise his hand. The guard eye him critically before asking, "On what ground, boy?" 'What ground?' Brian pushed his spectacles up on his nose bridge. It had slided down because of his perspiration. "Working student. Here's my working ID." Brian furrowed his brow. This guy repeated his studies and it looked like he's of legal age. Why did he mention Jana's name? The guard let him pass. After signing up his name for the punishment of cleaning the covered court later, Brian ran towards the tall guy. "Hey!" he greeted with a smile. The guy was surprised to see him. His eyes flashed with m
Brian attended the morning class with his mind flying to space without any plans of returning any time soon. To solve his inner demons, he asked for Jana's usual place and bought a juice in advance to offer it for peace. The conversation was smooth and even mature, considering they both had wrong footed the other on the first glance. They had different opinions of the other, none of which are flagrant. Jana prove herself to be nice. Even if she burnt herself unknowingly, her lips flaming red and uncomfortable to look at. Brian couldn't sit still knowing she must have injured her own mouth. 'How can she survive growing up if she's too careless?' He recalled someone protecting Jana. It was 'Anthony.' Before Brian can ask Jana about it, a man appeared behind her with a small box of fruits and a mineral bottle. "Have you eaten anything for breakfast?" Brian silently told himself, 'They're lovers.' He can't be wrong this time. But it looks like god won't give him