I fell asleep as soon as I lay my body on the bed. I’ve been waiting for this. I thought I couldn’t sleep knowing I hurt someone today, but I realize we have to embrac the reality. It hurts me too, but I believe what I did was best for Hayes.
I know he'll thank me for this someday, and I hope I'm not wrong to this. And I hope that my decision would do good for us. I hope I will never regret this.
“Aime!”
When I heard a loud noise outside, I was startled. I'm not sure who that voice belongs to. I gently wiped my eyes to clear my vision, and the first thing I notice is the dim light of my room, which was coming from my lamp.
It's still dark outside. I look at the time and...
‘3:00 am...
I've been here a long time, and one thing I'm proud of is that I chose the right condo where no one starts crying every night like in the paranormal movie.
Was it a dream or...or Hope soul is here trying to disturb me? Maybe she saw and wtinessed that I hurt her boyfriend.
“H-hope? A-are you there?” I stammered and almosts lose my voice.
I think I heard it, but I could be hallucinating. This is the first time I have awoken at exactly 3 a.m. and heard noises.
This is only a dream, Aimee. I tried to comfort myself.
When I heard another loud bang in my door, I jumped to my bed. My eyes widened and darted to my front door. This is the most terrifying night of my life. I thought my heart was attempting to leave me, here.
I almost had a heart attack!
I took a deep breath slowly. The door slammed open, and my eyes widened as I saw my manager standing there.
I take a deep breath of relief. It's not a ghost, but my manager...but...why is he here now? I stared at him confuse. He’s still wearing his pajama.
Why? What happened?
“M-mommy?” I uttered, unsure. “R-ramsey? Is that you?”
“What have you done?!” She yelled, and walk to me, hardly.
"Huh? W-why? What did I do?" I asked, completely confused. I slowly get out of bed and sit in my bed. "What brought you here so early, and...and still in your pajamas?"
Her eyes widen with rage, but she was holding her patient, tightly.
"Are you certain you don't have any idea!" What exactly did you do-
"Ramsey, babe, I think you need to calm down," my brother interrupted from behind. My eyes move to his hand, holding two glass of water.
“Andrew, what hapepend?” I asked, still confused to my brother. "Did I just wake up or am I still in a dream?" " I muttered to myself. "or...yes, this is still my dream."
My brother chukled. "This isn't a dream, baby," he says. The bed shifted, and I was surprised to see my brother standing beside me that fast, offering me water. "First, drink this."
My eyes widened in bewilderment, and...and... What happened in the hours before I fell asleep?
Think...think...
I talk to....Kairus and...and Hayes as well.
I tried to think more, but that was all I could do. I hand over the glass to my brother. This is no longer a dream. I am able to feel, touch, and hold the glass. It didn't slip through my fingers.
I hid my face behind my hand. What exactly did I do? What went wrong?
I raised my head and returned my attention to my manager. He was breathing rapidly and drank all the water from the glass, and after shifted his gaze at me. He gave me a piercing stare.
“Don’t be mad to my sister, babe...Let her speak.” My brother mumbled beside me. Ramsey ignored him.
"Are you awake now?" my manager inquired sarcastically. "Have you regained consciousness? Do you recall what you did the night before? "
I did, but is there something wrong with it?
I slowly shook my head.
“Aime! You have a concert and a series coming up! What did you do! Where is your P.A! I already warned you to be careful-
“Mind to specifically elaborate me more?’ I gently cut him off. When we were seen on the beach, my manager was fine with it. Kairus and I also talked in private, and where did I miss?
My jaw dropped as my manager placed her phone in front of me.
“See! Ron’s girlfriend say that you are a damn hooker! A cheater! A slut! I thought you said that he never have a gilfriend?” My manager asked said, loudly. Her face is already flushed from this mess. My eyes quickly read the news.
It was Bella and she was crying. It was posted two hours ago. Is this what Ron said about Bella's threat to him?
"She uploaded a video! She’s crying and she’s the victim!
"I don't think my sister will do that, Ramsey," my brother said seriously, sitting beside me. “it doesn’t mean that she cried first or posted that video, she’s already the victim.” My brother chukled. “She’s the real hooker. I heard dirty news about her from my socil freinds.”
It's all my fault. And, I haven't yet read the comments.
I sighed, and looked at my manager. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I will clean this-
“I’m not yet done!” My manager cut me off. I frowned. What does it mean, again?
She slide another picture.
Damn.
"And who is this delusional addict?" He claimed to be your secret boyfriend! He even posted that...that you hugged him and he even kissed your forehead! My god! What happened to you this month! Explain this to me, Anderson!”
My jaw dropped, and my mouth remained open in shock.
What the hell? Hayes was secretly filming us? Why did he post it? I thought it had already been settled! We parted ways in a good manner!
“"I already warned you, baby, don't stick with that guy." He's just messing with your mind and kind heart-
“What!” My manager shouted. “That is your fucking boyfriend Aimee?!” My manager mumbled, more in horror than shock. "Did he threaten to make you his boyfriend?" ”
I sighed and sipped the water. I shook my head, and fuck...I screwed it up. This was not something I expected to happen. I never expected to end up like this.
"Damn, it was easy to tell the media that it was edited and fake news, but what the hell!" My manager exclaimed hysterically. "But he's also showing you photos from your secret date!"
My manager handed me his phone. I can’t even believe this. I scan all the photos, and he never miss uploading the months we’ve secretly see each other.
This is a damn real photo. There are even clips of myself.
I looked under my blanket for it but couldn't find it.
“Where’s my phone?” I asked them.
“I hid it just now.” My brother said.
“Yes, you are not allowed to have your phone yet. It’s not good for your health.” My manager said, worried.
My manager sits next to me and holds my hand. "May I have your boyfriend's phone number and address?"
My face crumpled.
"He's not my boyfriend," I told him. "Do you remember my secret?" I inquired, and he nodded.
I continued, “My heart donor has a boyfriend, and Hayes is the boyfriend, who hasn't been able to move on.” I paused, and tried to smile. “We meet once a month becuase... I have his girlfriend heart, and I...I know it's my responsibility to see him at least once...to kill the guilt in my heart," I said, not realizing a tear had fallen to my eyes.
This kind of thing and thoughts, I never said to anyone.
"I-I have her heart, and I-I'm still guilty of having it, and I feel like it's wrong to have it..." I sobbed.
"Baby," my brother wailed in pain.
My manager went silent. He looked at me with sadness.
Why am I so easily breaking this? I've got bigger issues than this.
I tried to smile.
I took a deep breath and attempted to smile. "What will be our next move?" This is entirely my fault. I will talk to the media-
“No.” My brother and manager said at the same time.
"Facing the camera won't help, yet. People have their own judgements." "They only heard one side, and they'd be deaf and blind to yours," my manager explained.” My manager said.
I frowned when he slowly chuckled.
“Indeed, hitting two birds in one stone. "You are the stone, and Ron's girlfriend and your fictitious boyfriend are the birds."
"Don't worry about it," my manager said as she wrapped her arms around me. Okay, we'll fix this. We will contact you, and there are undoubtedly spying on you outside."
"So, leaving is the best option here?" I asked, sadly. I don’t want to leave. I want to exaplain to all especially to my fans.
“I believe you, Aim but we have to protect you. We need a good plan for this, okay?” I nodded, obediently.
"Then you must leave right now." Your body guard is just around the corner to check. I will call-
"No need," my brother cut in. We both looked at him. What exactly does he mean by "no need"?
"There's already a holicopter waiting above," my brother announced, and our jaws dropped.
"That quick?" My manager mumbled, surprised and amazed
My brother evilly smirk.
“Ofcourse, everything for my sister," my brother said softly.
I can't help but hug him close. “Thank you so much, drew...”
“Anytime, baby...”