Vida's POV
"What are you doing, Faye?" I exclaimed as she applied blush to my cheek.
"Ugh, Vida, just stay still, please? I'm not done yet."
"I'm not going to any party or occasion, Faye. I'm going there for work and nothing else."
"Oh, gurl, you're getting on my nerves. Do you only wear make-up for those occasions? Of course, you must look presentable and pretty, so Mr. Camero would love to negotiate with you more. You get it?"
"No," I say, grabbing the tissue paper next to me.
"Aish, dear, can't you just appreciate my efforts?"
I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. She gave me a meaningful look.
"Okay. Okay. I won't erase it," I said avoiding her gaze. I heard her chuckled. I will never win with her; she's always making me feel conscience.
After the overall look process that Faye did to me, she can't stop complimenting me and even told it to Lola Clarita a million times. Meanwhile, Lola was just laughing at me because of my best friend's actions. I am so done with her. She also took me a lot of pictures in different poses.
"Are you ready, my dear?" she asked, eagerly waiting for my response. Last week I was very ready and excited but now, it looks like I will back out any time.
"Dear?! Answer me!"
“Faye, I am so done with you. This is enough. Stop making fun of me; it's not fun anymore. "Ohhhh, stop showing me that drama. Go, go. It's already eight o'clock. You must go, or else you'll be late. And if that happens, your client will never-“
“Okay, fine. I'll go. "
She smiled at me ear to ear. Faye uses her dad's motorcycle to accompany me to the coffee shop where Mr. Camero told me we would meet up. He said that he wanted to talk to me personally before I did the mural painting.
Faye waved goodbye to me as she watched me enter the coffee shop. She said that she'd just fetch me after my meeting.
I roamed my eyes and saw that Mr. Camero was already there. Omg! I'm late.
"Hello, Sir. Good morning. Sorry, I'm late. "
"Ahh, no. I just came here. Don't worry."
My face lit up after he said that.
"Hmm, where do we start?"
"A-Ahh. I don't really know, Si. I'm nervous. hahaha, " I feign a laugh to cover my nervousness.
“Don't feel nervous. I don't eat people, "he replied. We both chuckled. “Ahh, since you're here with me, why don't we just come to my house so I can show you the walls I want you to paint? Hmm? What do you think? "
"My pleasure, Sir."
"Kay, let's go."
We rode in his car, and it only took 15 minutes to get over to Mr. Camero's place.
I can't keep my mouth shut as we enter the house. The exterior appears simple, but the interior was opulent. Wow, just wow.
I'm hesitant to go on. Every corner of the house and different things screams perfection, and I'm worried that I couldn't perfect my paintings here. What if I make a mistake? Please don't.
"Vadi, come here."
"Vadi?... It's Vida, Sir."
Oh, hahaha. Sorry, I forgot. "
But suddenly, his phone rang. He excused to me and said that he just needed to answer the call for a while.
I kept looking at the surroundings because I couldn't get enough of them. And there was something that caught my eyes. It's a family picture, I guess.
I walked closer to the frame and stared at it. There are four in all: Mr. Camero and Mrs. Camero, their daughter and son.
"Nice," I uttered to myself. "How I wish I could be able to look at my family picture like this," I smiled bitterly.
But my eyes widened as I recognized the son of Mr. Camero. "No. This can't be happening. M-Maybe a look alike ??" I tried to convince myself.
"Vadi, let's go to the 2nd floor."
I came back to my senses when Sir Camero called me. I immediately nodded at him and followed him upstairs.
Wait, did he just call me again 'Vadi'? Is it that hard my name to pronounce?
"Nanny, please prepare some snacks for us" Sir Camero ordered the maid who passed us.
He led me to a pure white room, it looked like it was just being painted. Shit, the room was too big!
"Vadi, this is the room I'm talking to you."
"The whole room, Sir? I mean I'll paint all the walls here in this room?"
"Yeah. Can you?"
"O-of course, Sir. When do I start? "
He looked at his watch and then at me. “Ahm, it's up to you. Anytime, if you're free. I'm not in a rush anyway. "
"M'kay, Sir. Since your house is not too far from my apartment, I'll just come here every day after my classes. Is it okay with you, Mr. Camero? "
"Definitely fine for me. But I don't know if my son would agree.
My forehead wrinkled. "What do you mean, Sir?"
Ah, sorry I didn't tell you yet. This room belongs to my son, and you still have to talk to him for agreement. "
"What? Why have you never told me, Sir? I thought you were my client here. "
Yeah, I am. But I just want to consult my son about the theme he wants or the style he prefers, since he is the owner of this room. What's wrong with that? " He gave me a puzzled look.
Am I being rude?
"Gosh, Vida you haven't confirmed yet if Dion and his son are one. Stop overreacting," my mind said.
I took a deep breath then nodded to Mr. Camero.
"Okay, I'll just call my son and you just wait him. If that's alright with you?"
"Yeah. It's fine, Sir."
He then went down and left me alone. Afterwards the maid came in and gave me fries, ice cream and orange juice in a tray.
"Thank you," I said to the maid. She looks like in 40's, but still looking gorgeous.
""You're...Vadi right?"
I almost spit the juice from my mouth. What's so special with Vadi? Why they call me by that name?? Argh it sounds cringe to me.
Sorry, but I am not Vadi. It's Vida. Vida Resores. "
She was stunned.
"R-Resores?"
“Yeah. Why? What's wrong with my surname? "
"Nothing," she said, shaking her head a few times. "Enjoy your snacks, Vida, I have to go."
She smiled at me, so did I.
And I was left alone again.
So I took out my phone and browsed the internet to keep myself entertained. I opened my messenger and Faye had a lot of messages for me. I read it and it's all about encouraging me and saying some quotes and bible verses. I am so blessed to have a best friend like her.
"Is that your boyfriend?"
"No."
Seriously? Then why are you smiling ear to ear? "
"Ugh, why do you care? — Fvck! " I just realized that I am talking to someone. And that person is a jerk!
Why are you here? What are you doing here?
"Huh? I'm here because my dad called me. Obviously, this is our house, so why are we surprised? "
Gosh, I wasn't wrong at all. That jerk is the son of my client. I want to quit now.
In case you don't know me yet, I'm Cole Dion Camero. "Eighteen-year-old and the son of Mr. Bruce Camero. "
"Aish, as if I care," I replied irritated. I should get going. I've already decided that I'll cancel this negotiation. I'm sorry, I added. I stood up and started to walk, but I stopped when he suddenly spoke.
"Hey, but you already agreed to my dad. Wouldn’t that look rude if you just walk away from me?... just like what you did before? "
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Watch your words, Miss. That's not pleasant to hear."
I stared at him. Is it final, Vida? Will you refuse this opportunity? You know that you'll gain enough money or more that you can use for your needs. Also, do you want to disappoint Lola Clarita and your best friend? They depend on you, Vida. Think of it.
I shut my eyes. I didn't know what to do.
"F-Fine. I'll do it. Let's talk about the agreement. "
"Good... Sit down and let's talk about it. "
If not only for my loved ones, I won't accept this job.
Hello Lilies? How are you doing? Thankyou for reading my first story here. I hope you guys enjoy every chapters I'll publish. Take care always<3
Vida's POV"I want a mixed theme."I frowned at him. "What do you mean by that?""Mixed theme. Meaning, mixtures of different themes. "Gosh! I'm not stupid!"What exactly do you want?" I said, pretending not to be disgusted."Well, I don't actually know. Do you have any suggestions? "He is really a jerk. "Galaxies? Planets? Sunset? ocean? Abstract?" as I said each word, he kept shaking his head at me. "Can't you just tell me what theme you want?""Okay, so I want something minimalist. Just like this. "He showed me a picture on his phone. "That's a coffee shop, right?" He then smirked at me."Obviously."I gulped a few times. He's getting onto my nerves.It's a wall painting of a coffee shop. He said that he wanted that kind of painting. He wants me to put inspirational quotes and bible verses. And I didn't expect it to be brood. I mean, of course, my first impression of him isn't that good."Let's call it a day. See you tomorrow,
Faye’s POVToday I will take Vida to the house of her new client, Mr. Bruce Camero. The other day I was excited, even more excited than Vida.Dion, the son of Mr. Camero, is my new crush. I met him a long time ago when they once visited the house because Mr. Camero is my dad's high school friend. Maybe I was only in grade 7 then. We even talked, and that's when my admiration for him began. For a few months, because we didn't see each other, and for a few years, I forgot about him, especially when I had boyfriends. Wow, boyfriends. Hehe.But now that we will meet again, I feel my admiration for him return. And since Vida doesn't know it yet, I'll just say "when I find a good time." I don't want her to tease me. "Vida! Hurry up! " I shouted here from the gate. She's been getting dressed for almost 30 minutes and she's still not done?I received no response, so I thought of just going up to the second floor again. I went inside and asked Lola Clarita where Vida was
Dion's POV"What should I do?" I asked myself, thinking that I'd be given an answer.I'm still waiting for the result. What if she can't pass? Not at all.That's impossible. I know Vida has a good personality, and there is a good chance that she will pass."Bunso!" I was surprised by my sister's sudden appearance."What happened? What was the result? ""Hey, easy. Easy peasy lemon square, hahaha. Keep calm, Cole. You're acting too obvious. Mama might know it, "she said."Why not?"Of course, after what happened to you? After your last heartbreak? You think she'll let you get hurt again? " She asked again."Atee. ""Kiddin'. Well, this is the result, "she handed me the very small card." "She passed, Cole. Don't worry, she's very welcome here at home."I heaved a sigh of relief."Thank you, Ate Sab.""For what?" she asked.I just smiled at her, so she jokingly pinched my nose. "I have to go. Go to Vida too so she can finally start her
Dion's POVWhy do I act like this? Why am I feeling this way?"Hey, Cole Dion. She is just a crush. "You just admire her. There's no reason for you to feel hurt," I said to myself.A few minutes later, I decided to go back to Vida. Maybe she needed something, and I was not there.I first went to the kitchen to get the banana shake I made earlier for Vida. I hope she'll like it. "Hi?" I knock on the door even if it's widely open. I want to let her know that I'm already here so that she won't be surprised by my sudden appearance.I saw the wall she was drawing an outline on. She was halfway there. It's cool, it's nice even if it’s just an outline. I can't wait for her to paint everything."Take a break. I made you a banana shake, "I said as I put the glass on the table.“Thank you, but I'm done eating pancakes. Manang Felicita brought me here earlier," she said, while focusing on what she was doing."Oh? Nice. Drink this banana shake then-""Sh
Vida's POV"How were you last night?" Grandma questioned as she spooned rice.My only response to her was to yawn. I'm still drowsy and haven't fully awakened. Nothing seems to enter my mind. My brain doesn't seem to be working properly."I'm asking you, Vida.""It's fine, Grandma," she said, pausing and looking at me with surprise."Why only a little? Are they mistreating you? ""It's not like that, La. They're so nice," I explained."Oh, so what's the issue?""It's Dion the jerk." I said it with a low tone, so Lola Clarita didn't understand much."What is it? Vida, what did you say? " She queried, but I simply shook my head and shrugged. I really don't want to talk about him. If only I could erase him from this world so that he would be erased from my mind, I would have done it.I woke up last night out of resentment. And to this day, I still can’t figure out what really upset me the most. Whether it's about what Dion did to me, Faye's friendship
Vida's POVIt's been two days since I last returned to the house of Mr. Camero. Actually, I'm nervous because I don't know what I'm going to say when we meet again. My reputation is ruined. Aish."Faye, come with me tomorrow, huh?"She didn't look at me and just continued writing. She is here in my room now. She will sleep here because I requested her to stay with me first. Fortunately, Tita Kara, Faye's mother, agreed immediately when I asked for her consent."Hey, Faye. Talk to me, "I shook her hand."What is it, Vida? I'm writing, right? ""Don't be mad, okay? Promise, tomorrow morning I'll go with Mr. Camero," I said.I know she has a resentment towards me. Lately, she's been forcing me to go back to work, but I don't pay attention to what she says. She was upset because I didn't immediately realize that I was already telling her bad words."Faye, I'm sorry," I said shyly to her. I forced her to face me and she couldn't stop herself. Finally, she
Vida's POV"...and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." I prayed over and over, hoping that the lost soul that had entered here earlier would have left. I can't be calm. "Should I tell Mr. Camero about this?" Gosh, no! They may think that I am losing my mind!"But it's true, though. There's really a ghost here. "Earlier, I was almost choked with fear when my own two eyes saw the ghost leave. His clothes and pants are white, but his skin color is still human. I used to think that a ghost's skin is also white.I dialed Faye's number a few times since she's the only one I can call. But she never answered, so I had no choice but to face this situation alone.I took a deep breath once, and picked up the broom and dustpan that were in one corner. These are the only things I can use against that ghost in case he attacks me.I slowly walked to the door and peered into the hal
Dion’s POV"We're here."I watched her take off the seatbelt. Based on her actions, it looks like she's really in a hurry to leave. Feels like, she’s avoiding me.I got out of my car to open the door for her."I can do it on my own. I don't need your help,”she said without emotion."Yeah, fine."When she finally came out, she walked straight towards the blue gate. That’s probably their house.Ts. She didn’t even say thank you.“Not even gave me a single glance,” I mumbled to myself. But I can’t hate her just for that reason. I know she's kind, unfortunately, not with me.I watched her enter the gate. When I made sure she was at their house, I got back in my car.I was about to go when I saw Vida talking with a guy when I peek on the window. The guy is wearing a plain white t-shirt and black trousers. He is not facing my direction so I couldn’t see his face but I clearly saw how he tapped Vida’s head. Who is he? Is he a brother? Friend? Cousin