For years, Timothee thought that everyone was the main character of their own lives. That even when things seemed boring from time to time, every single person in the world would always have stories to tell about their lives.
After all, writers tend to only write the parts in a story that were interesting. No one wanted to read about the mundane parts of the character’s life in detail.
And that was when she realized that it was just like her case as well. A lot of things had happened. Good and bad things. Maybe she was in a story as well? That was a thought that would always make her smile.
“Okay, eyes on the camera, three, two, one…and action!”
Her life flashed between her eyes as the camera rolled and as the lights that were set up pointed right at her—the star of the day.
She was the main character for sure.
Everyone was all claps and cheers the moment the scene was cut, and she was finally done for the day.
It took Tim Dalman years for her to be able to convince herself completely that people only lived once.That was the reason why her desire to achieve everything that she wanted to do and to be in life was fierce, especially when she knew that destiny had the ability to take everything that she had in one brush of the wind, and one drop of the rain. No one had the capability to know how destiny itself worked. So with the best of her abilities, she made sure to treat every second that was given to her important.Only eat pickles for a whole week, take a shower under the rain until it’s no longer raining, enroll to a girls’ town, sneak out of that girls’ town, skip school even when she was homeschooled, hangout with friends without telling anyone else, lead the rosary, sleep in the rosary period
Tim went back to her apartment feeling as if she was out of her mind. Her knees felt like limp noodles, and she couldn’t even walk properly because of what happened back at the audition venue. She couldn’t even remember how she was able to get out of there. What she only knew was, and what was running in her mind was that why the scene on the script was the same scene that she experienced that night. Was it only an accident that her role was Anika? Was it only an accident that she had the same characteristics and personality with that character? Because if it were only coincidental, then she was lucky if that was the case. She immediately lied down on her bed after feeling a sharp pain on her head. She could still feel the dried tears on her cheeks because of how much she cried a while ago. She was utterly confused. I
For so long, she had already known that destiny played like a jerk. Most of the time, it wouldn’t even go along according to a person’s wants, it would always do something that would force a person to take the path different from what that person initially wanted to take. Sometimes, it would be the opposite, which one could even consider lucky as destiny would be on that person’s side.Tim, all of her life, had always wanted to understand how destiny worked, but as funny as it was, it was also destiny itself that would dictate her fate, that she’d never ever understand how it’d work. It might be because the mind has limitations, and people could never unlock its full capabilities. A single person could never understand how the vast universe worked.It was also destiny that she thought first w
Tim woke up next in the morning with a throbbing head. She didn't even notice at first that she was in an unfamiliar room because her mind was too preoccupied to even think about it. She jerked awake as she felt her guts wanting to spill out. Her mind was hazy, as if there was some sort of fog that was making her unable to think clearly as she searched for the bathroom. Luckily, the first door that she turned the knob happened to be the bathroom that her mind was chanting for over and over again.Bathroom!Bathroom!She was quick to run towards the anticipating sink before spilling her guts out. The sound of her vomiting was echoing throughout the walls of the bathroom as if there was some sort of a crow ritual that was going on, but right at that very moment
"Have you lost your mind?" Harper scolded over the phone the moment she finally answered the call. She was already walking towards her apartment, feeling different kinds of emotions inside her chest. It wasn't the first time that she was scolded by Harper who was truly a control freak, especially when she knew that she was right. But the girl scolding her rarely ever happened because Tim was known to be someone who never really made such reckless decisions, especially those that she hadn't really thought about in a thorough manner; especially those that could potentially harm her. What she did was to keep quiet because even Tim knew that what she did was reckless, and there was no legitimate excuse that she could tell her why she did that, and why she lied to her. What would she tell her? She was hurt because her ex had
Tim’s heart was pounding really hard as she stared at the text message that she just got from Harper, remembering that the girl said that Raphael wanted to talk to her. There was something in her chest that was making her think about the reason why the guy wanted to talk to her. Did he suddenly just want to have a reunion after he told her before that he no longer wanted to see her face ever again. He even said that he was disgusted with her. Why did he want to see and to talk to her? Why was he doing all those things? Did he want to slap her face that she owed him something? That he was the reason why she landed on the role? That he was the reason for her possible break, the break that she had been waiting for? Now that she thought about it, was the guy there when she auditioned? Was he also there when she cried because of the script that he had written? Just the thought of him being there left a bitter tas
“You’re still an early bird even until now.” The moment Timothee heard that familiar voice that she hadn’t heard for years, she immediately felt her heart racing fast and hard against her chest as if it was wanting to get out, and to punch the guy who just talked. She gathered a deep breath, never turning her head as she could feel the presence of the guy from behind, walking towards her direction. The words that he said echoed in her mind, and right at that very moment, she regretted the fact that she was there first. It was like her ego had been hurt. He was wearing a white polo shirt that Tim remembered to be his favorite top. He liked it because it was clean, and even when it was literally just a simple polo shirt, it made him look like someone credible. He was different from what she imagined him to be. Well, it was more like he was different from the Raphael that she once k
Timothee could feel an intense feeling of determination inside her chest as she read the script that was given to her. Days had passed where she spent all of her time just inside her apartment, reading the script. She had also memorized her first lines because she was determined not to mess up, she was determined to shine even when she wasn’t the main character. She had waited for so long just to land on a big project, and now that she was given the chance to do so, she wanted to do everything that she could do in her power. There was no turning back now, although she never really thought of turning back in the first place, even when that guy seemed to be wanting to be on her way. She hated how she would remember him from the script that was given, especially to the part where the story of her character and his was already being narrated.
For years, Timothee thought that everyone was the main character of their own lives. That even when things seemed boring from time to time, every single person in the world would always have stories to tell about their lives.After all, writers tend to only write the parts in a story that were interesting. No one wanted to read about the mundane parts of the character’s life in detail.And that was when she realized that it was just like her case as well. A lot of things had happened. Good and bad things. Maybe she was in a story as well? That was a thought that would always make her smile.“Okay, eyes on the camera, three, two, one…and action!”Her life flashed between her eyes as the camera rolled and as the lights that were set up pointed right at her—the star of the day.She was the main character for sure.Everyone was all claps and cheers the moment the scene was cut, and she was finally done for the day.
Why should love be so complicated?She tightly held her cup of coffee as she walked towards the railings of the rooftop, overlooking the view of the busy city nightlife. She chugged it down as she felt the night breeze brushing against her skin as the warm drink flowed down her throat.She took the time just staring at the view, taking time to breathe properly. Inhale, exhale. It had been a tiring day for sure, but her body still felt like she was in an adrenaline rush. Maybe it was because of the coffee, but her heart was already beating so fast that she was already catching her breath.Turning her head, she saw that there was a trash bin in the corner, which she immediately used to throw her empty coffee cup to before walking back towards the railings of the rooftop.Luckily, she was only alone there, and luckily, she wasn’t afraid of hospital ghosts, if there were any, because she couldn’t possibly stay there if she were the opposite.
Her heart was loud and clear that the beating of it was even deafening already. She said it. She already said it. All the confusion that she felt during those times when things were still way too hard for her to handle, when destiny was like trying to destroy her life, was all now washed away.It was now crystal clear. It was like she was already watching her reflection in a clear body of water, and there was no turning back already. She had already said what she had to say, and no matter what the outcome was, she knew, deep inside her heart, that what she said was the truth.Ngel was already about to say something when the door of the hospital room opened and Celestine and the rest of their family came in. Surprise was evident in their faces when they stopped talking and saw that the guy was already awake, st
His stares were even more intense after she said that. It was even like the tension inside the room was even more evident, as if she hadn't said the same thing before, as if he wasn't expecting her to talk that way.Was that really how he viewed her?Was she really that bad of a friend that it wa surprising for her to talk about stuff like that?She heard him let out a sigh, making her raise her head to meet his eyes. She saw that there was already a hint of sadness in there, making her chest pang in a sudden wave of sadness as well. For a moment, she was afraid that he was gonna bring up anything about what happened, why the accident happened, because the truth was, she didn't want to hear about that.She didn't want to hear that she might actually be the reason why that accident happened, although it was already clear that it wasn't the case because accidents were meant to beacciden
“You’re awake,” she said in disbelief. When she turned her head to look at the rest of the room, she saw that it was only her who was in there. She didn’t exactly know where his family was, but by the looks of the time on the clock, it seemed like they grabbed dinner.It was only the two of them.His eyes were loud, loud in a sense that they were trying to communicate a lot of things to her, but they were too loud for her to understand what he meant to say.Somehow, she couldn’t even help but miss those times when things weren’t complicated between the both of them, when it still wasn’t hard to read his mind.Things were already different. Way different than before.“And you’re awake as well,” he said before letting out a small smile in his face that immediately made her chest flutter.She tried her best to gather her composure back before clearing her throat. She was po
Timothee had drifted off to sleep without her noticing, her eyelids finally closed even when she was already fighting the urge to do so as she didn't want to miss Ngel waking up.it wasn't a dreamless sleep.In her dream, it was like a memory. In there, she was sitting inside a familiar. She would never forget the car because of the scent of it that was already stuck at the back of her mind. The lemony scent that was lingering in the air embraced her with nostalgia.She was no control of her body as her head turned towards the guy who was driving. She immediately recognized the scenario, the memory, but there was nothing that she could do to change how things would turn out.She memorized the memory like she memorized the back of her hand.That was when Raphael wanted to show her the surprise that he had been keeping from her, the land where they would bui
They were already squeezing themselves on the sofa while the kids were sitting on the stools available inside the hospital room.It had already been thirty minutes since they arrived, but Ngel had yet to wake up. Celestine had also excused herself as she went out to get themselves cups of coffee.“I really wanted to visit you, dear, even told Ngel about it, but he said that it’s best for me not to.” She let out a sigh before squeezing her hand. “It must’ve been hard for you. I know how hard you worked just to be an amazing artist, which you have always been already, but if things seem so hard for you, it’s never wrong to let go of something that has been doing you harm.”She couldn’t help but smile when she heard that. She just nodded, and didn’t say anything as she remembered those times when Ngel’s mother had been treating her as if she was her own daughter.The truth was, they even told her th
Timothee often thought about her love language after she learned about it way back in college. As far as she knew, there were five love languages. Words of encouragement, spending time, getting presents, acts of service, and physical contact were five various methods of showing and receiving love. Not everyone expressed love in the same manner, and not everyone liked to receive love in the same way. That was probably the reason why her relationship with Raphael lasted for years. They had almost the same love languages, which are words of encouragement and physical contact. She learned that when a couple shared the same love languages, there would be a high chance that the relationship would last or that they would really end up together. However, it didn’t mean that a couple who didn’t have the same love languages wouldn’t end up together.For Timothee who had been in a long-term relationship, it was way easier to understand your partner
Waiting felt like a drag, and it was that period of time when the body would realize the exhaustion that it should’ve felt by now, and she really did feel the exhaustion even when what she did was only wait.They were already inside the hospital room, waiting in silence for Ngel to have consciousness.There was a huge bandage wrapped around his head and part of his arms. There were also wounds and bruises all over his body, especially his face, but the doctor said that none of those were lethal. They said that he was lucky he was in that part of the accident where he didn’t receive that much of an impact from the colliding cars or else, his body wouldn’t even be in one piece, just like what they said to the two unfortunate victims.She didn’t even wan