Seira

I can't believe I was that naive.

How the heck did I not know he's a famous pop-star?!

The answer is obvious. I'm an outdated doofus that only reads comics and stream long series for days on end.

How I didn't piece that Mario—Scott, was actually giving Oblivion the work and not the other way around is beyond me!

I'm so mad at him but then I remember giving him my false identity AND the fact that he almost got killed because of me.

A vein throbbed in my forehead as I deal with an inner conflict, to be angry or not to be angry.

This conflict might not be a good idea to deal with right now as I naively agreed to get inside the car of 'Ms. Chang' and allowed her to take me home.

Apparently, she's the one I texted during that day and I saw her face in the news as his manager.

"I assume you know why I'm here," she started talking while keeping her eyes on the road.

"Not really. I don't see why you should apologize in his behalf," I replied in the passenger's seat.

She chuckled, "Not quite Ms Swanson."

I turned my head to her in shock.

"Yes I know your name and I'm here for one reason only."

I narrowed my eyes at her, waiting for her to continue.

"I'll be direct. Please stay away from Mr. Kaneko," she mused.

"Oh," I replied and looked down without being able to hide my disappointment.

"This is a normal behavior for Mr. Kaneko. He finds situations out of his regular schedule to be exciting. He's very reckless and immature most of the times but that is understandable, he's still a growing boy anyway. But he realized his fun got out of hand and almost got killed because of it," she calmly explained.

Hurt started to surface beneath my features and I had to look out the window to make it seem like it is nothing.

"He is regretting his actions and is reaching his deepest apologies to you."

Somehow her words irked me and I couldn't stop the words tumbling out of my mouth in the next second.

"His deepest apologies? Is he really regretting and does he even feel sorry? You might think I'm the most naive girl in the history of womankind but it clearly seems to me that what you've been saying is all from you and not from him. If he doesn't want to talk anymore, I get it 100% after he blocked me. He doesn't need to send you to tell any of this bullshit," I emphasized my point in a loud voice and thanked that I'm already home.

I unclasped my seat-belt in a rush and gripped the car door, "Thank you for driving me home."

I got out of the car and I almost slammed the door shut when I added, "Oh and please tell him 'in my behalf' that I don't want to talk to him anymore either. I was sorry about all the misfortunes that I have caused him but I've changed my mind. Sorry, not sorry!" I ended my declaration with a noteworthy car door slam and stormed to my house feeling like a piece of crap that was stepped on over and over until it turned to mush.

But this mush is tired of that and is shamelessly emitting a stench of hopelessness and despair.

Leo and Scott—I can't even say his name without tasting dirt on my tongue—on the same day.

Could this day get any worse?

And then suddenly as if the heavens have heard me, it started to rain—hard. 

Along with the pouring rain, I couldn't keep my tear ducts at bay and even my eyes started to pour uncontrollably under the rain's silhouette.

Feeling numb and cold, I stood there for God knows how long and eventually continued my downpour inside my room which slowly took my energy and lulled me to a dreamless void of a sleep.

"Get up! Get up Seira!" a muffled voice screamed inside my head.

"Seira what the fuck are you still doing there. Get the fuck out of bed," the voice continued to scream more coherently now.

Startled by the loud voice I sprang awake.

"Get your ass to work!"

I rubbed my eyes and looked hard at the screaming banshee.

"Do you plan to apologize to Leo in your sleep? Get up!" Georgia yelled.

"I've lost all motivation. Leave me here to die," I slurred and slid myself back underneath my sheets.

Dreamland almost took hold of me until she slapped my butt.

"Oww! What the heck Georgia!"

She jumped on the bed and squeezed my cheeks like there is no tomorrow.

"No motivation? I'll be your motivation! If you don't get your ass up I'll gladly torture your sleep until you do so. I'll be the angel of death to your sleepuntil the end of time!" she squished and pinched my cheeks without remorse even thought I squirmed in her grip.

I groaned and whimpered loudly, "Okay."

Due to Georgia's early pestering, I dragged myself to work.

Once again, I've been kicked out by C.W because I haven't fulfilled my promise to apologize to Leo yet.

With all my savings, I bought myself a decent smartphone and saved all important contacts from my previous phones which I wrote down on a little notebook.

And then after noticing a certain contact, an idea formed into my mind.

Maybe there's still hope after all.