The television turned off as Drake pushed the power button and put down the remote. “The food is ready! ” "Yes, love, I’m coming. Woah, that smells nice.” “See? I told you I could cook a dish, but... It is nothing compared to what your food tastes like.” The delicious aroma of my recipe filled the air. “I will still find your food the most delicious among anything else.” Drake hugs me from the back as I turn off the stove. Yes, I am now living with him. “You know what? We should celebrate." He mumbled and whispered it into my ears. "Yes, everything goes according to our plan.” “It was you who thought of it; that is why it is effective. “ “But it wouldn’t work without you, Drake," he said, brushing his nose into my cheeks. He is still courting me, and I am planning to answer him the exact same day as I answered him back then. I hope he proposes to me the same day he did before. Isn’t it amazing and wonderful that it did happen? The plan I created happened just as I wanted it t
They said that when you die, all your memories will flash before you. Eight minutes— that's all it takes to show all the things that happened to you, just like showing a film of your life. Is it true? You will never know unless you die. But for me, that isn't the case. A cold floor, blurry vision, and blood dripping from the hole the bullet created as it pierced my heart. With my anger within, I know that this is my end. What else can I even declare other than all of those things? As a mere human with a condition like this, only a miracle can save me. Why did I even come to this point, you say? Because of love. Yes, you heard it right. It is all because of that useless love! 30 minutes ago… "You're saying that he proposed to you?" I said with my trembling voice. I gulp. My hands are cold, and my thoughts are blank as if time itself stopped at that very moment. "Why?" That's the only thing I can utter at this moment. "I said why!!!" I shout in anger. Right now, I am talk
It was as if the world were playing with my life. First, my crush killed me. Second, I go back to the past. Last but not least, I lost all the money I earned in the past few years!!! Yeah, my dad is rich, and we are rich, but still, my own money is different from the money I got from my dad! I blow the bubbles in my bathtub as I cover my naked body under the sweet, fragrant, and self-relaxing bubble bath I asked my maids to prepare. I sighed. Obviously, I will often do this just because I want to, but I did have a mental shock about what happened, and that's not the same. I stare into nothingness as I absorb all the things that happened to me. What should I do now? I asked myself. It's not as if it's a bad thing to be here in this timeline, but what am I going to do if all of that is just my illusion? Or is it the future? Ahhhh, I don't know anymore! I was shocked to death as a loud bang at the door was heard. I closed my eyes and shouted in anger. "I am taking a bath!!! Wai
Lying on my bed, I can't even remember what happened last night. All I can remember is that I cried my heart out. My eyes are both swollen. Remembering the past would do me no good. After spending most of my hours thinking about a lot of things, I'm amazed by myself for doing nothing but faze this whole time. And so, I decided to take a stroll. Tomorrow, the graduation ceremony will be held. I still have time left since my dad's people will be the ones to assist me tomorrow. I prepared myself and picked the outfit I was comfortable with. I also used tinted eyeglasses to hide my eyes. However, I'm not worried because it's not like they would know my identity. It's easy to be incognito and avoid paparazzi. Thanks to my dad's sources, I can still have a normal life. I drive my car, which I owned when I was still this age. Ah, how I miss my baby. It was a newly bought and customized one. Gosh, I need to bring my baby back to life! I find it weird to drive my old car. I feel anxious and
I am not ready for something like this. My mind and heart are not ready to see him! Why are you here?!? Just why?!! I shouldn't have asked Nikolai to join me. Ahhh! I just want to help him be on good terms with Ysekiel, but I swear I will not help you again! "Hi" His voice, which I haven't heard for a long time, makes me feel nostalgic. It's been a while. I never would have thought that I would meet him this early. I swallowed my saliva and tried to smile. "Hi" That is the only thing I could say while trying not to stutter. I can't describe what I am feeling right now. It is mixed hatred because he killed me, anger for him acting as if I am nobody to him and sadness for the feelings that he never gave me back. I don't know. I just don't freaking know! This pain is enough. I can't handle it anymore. He sits right next to Nikolai, in front of mine. I laughed in my mind. Would he believe me if I said he would kill me someday? Or maybe he already knew it because he already had
Time passed, and it was morning again. I woke up pretty early since it was my graduation. I didn't know what I should wear or who would do my make-up, but I can rest assured that they are the best of the best. As I stood out of bed, I saw a bouquet of flowers on the nightstand. It contains a card saying, 'Congratulations on this wonderful day. We are proud of you, Kianna.' I smiled. It's from my grandparents. Unfortunately, they can't go since they are outside the country. Having a travel trip and medication somewhere there. Hopefully, my mom will be there with me. So does my dad, as he promised. They did promise, but I don't have high hopes since... I already know what will happen. They will not be there. It would probably be just like before. A sudden gloom reaches my emotions. Well, I guess I'll just try to be happy since, once again, I will be getting my diploma alone. I was waiting for my parents, who would probably not be going to attend that ceremony anyway. The dresser
As I looked back to confirm if my guess was correct about who the owner of that familiar voice was, I saw Drake, who was holding the bouquet of sunflowers. I'm right. It is indeed him. "Hi, um, congratulations?" He greeted me as if he were not sure of what he should say. Yeah, still the same Drake from back then. "Pfft, is it a question or what?!" I giggled. I somehow feel happy to know that someone is here to congratulate me. What's more, he is someone who can make me smile, even just for a second. "Funny," I added. "Well, sorry to say, but I'm quite mesmerized by your beauty, if I may say so." I rolled my eyes. I'm quite surprised to see him here. He never changes; what a joker as ever. He is Drake. Drake Bennett Peterson was both my childhood friend and my childhood sweetheart. We were quite close when we were in grade school because my mother and his mother were friends. Although we never talked again in my middle school years, as I turned into my college years, we had ch
I was so focused on Drake that I never realized that there were still a lot of people in the venue. Cameras are flashing before our eyes when we finally notice that they are taking photos and videos of us. We just look at each other and slightly laugh. Thankfully, there are no paparazzi here. The university limits the number of people who can enter these grounds. Everywhere I look, some people take photos. Because of that, I remember that I forgot to take pictures with Seki!! Ahhh, and I also forgot the camera that Serena gave me. I started to panic a little. Ow gosh... Wait, I did give the camera to Serena since she is attending to see me graduate too, isn't she? If so... Why haven't I seen her? Where is she??! My thoughts are now running berserk. "Smile~" I heard Serena's voice. I smiled in happiness as I saw Serena holding the camera and taking pictures of me. "Serena! I thought you didn't come!" I rushed to hug her. She hugged me back and said, "What are you spouting
The television turned off as Drake pushed the power button and put down the remote. “The food is ready! ” "Yes, love, I’m coming. Woah, that smells nice.” “See? I told you I could cook a dish, but... It is nothing compared to what your food tastes like.” The delicious aroma of my recipe filled the air. “I will still find your food the most delicious among anything else.” Drake hugs me from the back as I turn off the stove. Yes, I am now living with him. “You know what? We should celebrate." He mumbled and whispered it into my ears. "Yes, everything goes according to our plan.” “It was you who thought of it; that is why it is effective. “ “But it wouldn’t work without you, Drake," he said, brushing his nose into my cheeks. He is still courting me, and I am planning to answer him the exact same day as I answered him back then. I hope he proposes to me the same day he did before. Isn’t it amazing and wonderful that it did happen? The plan I created happened just as I wanted it t
“So what you mean to say is, he is someone connected to me?” ‘Yes, I think… we shouldn’t talk about this on phone’ “Shaun, send me the location” ‘Sure. See you’ I put down the phone and look at Serena who was sleeping in my bed. After we ate food that we made ourselves, she lay there and play some games on her phone and yes… she now sleeping soundly. I don’t know what I should do about the maid who put a poison in my drinks.. if I haven’t stop Serena from drinking it… who knows what is bound to happen. I shake my head and took a deep sigh. Holding a usb drive in my hand, I clench it and smirk. Who would have thought that all this years I never use my mind for my sake. I went out of my room silently. Trying to not make any sound that can wake Serena up. I texted her to let her know where I am. With that, just like a feather falling in the water, I make no sound nor ripple as I go. This time, I will make things right. *** “What? That thing happened? Dare who?” “A old maid wh
“Why are you pushing yourself like this? Thought you hate doing works? Even a sketch of a dress was a big hassle for you… but now look at your room Kianna. It is full of this mess…” Serena just put her palm in her face as she was tired of picking up tons of papers scattered in my room. What am I doing? I am investigating Marco. Drake seems to be wary of him and regarding what happened in the past… when I came back and tried to redo things… I now notice that something seems odd. There are relationships about this future and the past I recreate. People who is not suppose to meet each other met because I change the flow of things. Then… if people will still meet I they are meant to meet each other. People who are meant to die will die… just like Rocco. People who aren’t meant to die will be saved just like Exequiel. Why? Because his death was because of me. It has connection about my actions. With that said… even if I didn’t do anything now… even if I escape my first death… I will s
I want to ask what is happening but then I realized that it is not the right time to feed my curiosity. I look around as I sit in the chair that Drake pulled for me. He sat beside me and wear his usual smile. “This place is nice… isn’t it?” “Yeah, it sure is.” I look at the corner and saw different shells that serves as a wall decoration. I can see that this restaurant is a buffet but it feels like it is a seafood bar. There is stool and a bar seat on where you can get cocktails. Maybe it really is a seafood bar but the twist it is a eat all you can buffet. How nice… “We will go get some food now, “ “I heard their specialty is the cheesy baked oysters. I want to try some of it.” “I think I will choose the buttered shrimp" “The lobster monster is also a good pick. That is too big for me to handle on my own, baby share it with me okay?” “Sure sure, if that makes you happy" “Cough… ehem… um.. babe, would you want to share a love-ster too?” “You know what Warren? You know
We head in the direction of the stadium. While the others is asking about the things that are needed for us to start fishing, I and the others who is left wander around the big and wide fishing area. It was so massive that makes me feel that the depth of this area is un imaginable. Thankfully, there is a fence pole that serve as safety measures. It also contain different boards who says where that certain fishes are abundant. Milk fish? I never saw one of that kind I wonder if that fish is big as the book about it says. I look at the water who have different rocks and somehow visible water. “But, I can’t see it clearly…” I can barely see those fishes, maybe I can get near it to have a good view? Hmm… looking around, I saw that everyone is busy. Some are looking at the fishing rod they would use, some are looking at the instructions and some are already fishing. There is no board saying you can’t enter the fence, its height is also small that it is barely reaching my legs. Just a
“Kianna, I know we just met again after a long while but… would you like to go out with me?” “Silly, do you think we are still children to go out and get to know each other?” “But I don’t want to make things fast…” I smiled, is that why he ask me first to be his girlfriend? I remember that our first date was also the first time we met since I travel in the past. He treated me dinner back then. I wipe my tears as I turn my back at him. Smiling as I face Drake, he give me his genuine smile. “Yes, let’s date” The group date that was suppose to be me and Scott hanging out since we don’t have any relationship or sort turns out to me one of the memories that I will build with Drake. I can’t help but feel happy. He is like a medicine in my sickness. When he is around I always feel comfortable. He really is my comfort zone. “Drake… why didn’t you greet me when I graduated. You was there, right?” He was startled for a short while. So he is indeed there. That happened in the past I
“Sister beautifuw wady? You are here too?” I saw the son of Drake hugging the turtle designed neck pillow. I bend my knee a little just so I can face him comfortably. I hate it when I look down to someone, even if it is a child. “Hello Mavrick~ why are you here?” “Dada bring me here~" He said while hugging the turtle neck pillow. It looks like he really like it. I pat his head and smiled. I’ll buy this for him. But… wait, he said that… Dada? He mean… Drake? So they went here… is that so? I feel sad. Not that much but, I still miss Drake. I don’t want to be a burden in their life. Drake is happy now with his own family. He have a sweet little kid and a wife… that isn’t me. I smiled bitterly. “Wosh" Mavrick mumbles as he let the turtle touch my nose. Did I just zone out? “What’s with that?” “Mr. Turtwe wiw wosh bad bad" I giggled. How cute!!!!! “Thank you Mavrick~ “Mavrick? Ow, there you are. You shouldn’t run and leave like that.” “Dada!” As soon as I heard his voic
As what Patrish said, we had a group date. Thankfully, Scott agreed since he is not busy. My parents let me since the culprit of that incident was caught. I thought it was Francis who shot the painting causing the vase to shatter. My conclusion is wrong. I had a hint about that since I saw a bullet hole in the wall glass of that building. Before I fell out of my consciousness, I thought it is just my memories who created that. Turns out it is right. Now, I find it odd since, the day I died… I saw him holding a gun. That is why I thought that it is him who is the reason of my death. I hurt his fiancé and that is the thing he respond. Killing me with my own hands. If that is the conclusion that the police said… then…. Does that mean it isn’t Francis who killed me? Did I think wrong about him? If it really isn’t him… then who? “Kianna, let’s go?” “Ah… sure.” Scott drive me to our destination. While on our way… “Why are you still single?” “Because I choose to be?” he answered c
“Kianna?” he utter in surprise. I can’t say any more words as I feel different emotions flowing in my heart. I want to hug him… and tell him how much I miss him. I want to kiss him and tell him how much I love him. I want to put my hands cupping his cheeks and ask him if he missed me. I want to feel his embrace that is telling me I am safe in his arms. Yet… I can’t say anything. My head turns blank and my voice won’t work. I went here not exactly hoping to see him yet… here I am… standing in front of the man who I am looking for. Here right in front of me… is the man who treated me as his princess who he wanted to be his queen. “Kianna…? Um… I don’t know what to say. It is nice meeting you!” I replied with a smile. Kianna… wake up! Say something! You… have to… answer… “Yeah… it is… nice meeting yo-u” Did I stutter? Ahhh why do I feel as if I am a teenager who was meeting his crush for the first time!! For me… we may have shared lots of memories together but in his mind… in this