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.
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