"Am I destined for you?"
"Precilla"
Another day of suffering
Have you ever tried to decide for your own?
Have you experienced having a book of plans that you have to follow?
Are you free from everything but still feels like you're imprison by your own decisions?
Hi I'm Precilla, call me Prisha instead
I'm a Filipina-Persian girl, a model perhaps, and my life is not as easy and as good as it sounds
"Precilla, wake up or you'll be late in practice" mom said
I grew up with only knowing my mom, it was only the two of us and no one else since I'm her only child
I never knew who my Dad is and I never asked my mom about him, I mean literally everything about him
I didn't even open up that issue or topic to my mom ever since, I never was interested
"Mag-iingat ka anak"
"Take care, honey"
Our relationship isn't as good as it looks like, we often fight about stuffs but still I chose to apologize because she's still my mother
"Hey there señorita, where are we off to today?" asked the taxi cab driver
I often ride a taxi cab than a train or a bus when going to work
It is more easy and so much more private than other public vehicles
"Leysian's please" I replied to the driver
His face looked shookt when I removed my cap and mask off
"Oh my, you're Precilla!" he shockingly said
He stopped the car and took a look at me once more and still can't believe his eyes when he confirmed that it was really me
I wasn't shocked about his actions or reactions after all, he's not the only one who reacted like this when he saw me
*flashback*
"OH MY GOD"
Today is my meet and greet with my fans in Paris and I'm really excited to talk to them
"OH MY GOD IS THIS YOUR HAND?" a teenage girl not so far from my age held my hand and shake it like there was no tomorrow
"IT REALLY IS YOUー"
Everyone looked at me and the fan girl when she fainted
She fainted because she met me today and it made me feel terrible for making someon faint out of nowhere but it also made me feel special
"Is she okay?"
I brought the fan girl in a clinic nearby to check her, it really bothers me
"She's fine Ms.Prisha, go back to your meet and greet"
I went back to my meet and greet to entertain the other fans but I left her my signature, I wrote it on her postcard
"Hi Ms.Prisha" a woman in her 40s talk to me
I directly gave her a smile and a warm hug when she approached me, she reminds me of mom
She's also a Filipina which made me more interested in listening to what she's gonna say
It sometimes makes me proud seeing a Filipino noticing me, I'm always proud to be a Filipino
"My alaga really likes you, he admires you so much that he's room is painted in your favorite color with your pictures" she excitedly said
So her alaga is a he?
[ Author : Alaga is a name for something you took and taking care of. In this sentence, the woman is refering to her boss's son since it's a he ]
"Oh is that so?"
I signed her postcard, "What's his name?" I asked
"Leo" she replied
I signed the postcard and wrote a little extra letter on the bottom of the card saying, "I Love You, Leo"
"Thank you so much, Ms.Prisha"
"Oh and before I forget, here" I handed her my favorite pen with my name carved in it
"Give it to him, please"
She bowed and nodded, then she went out of the building and went home
Leo
For a common name, I know I heard and saw it somewhere, I'm just not sure where
*End of flashback*
"Thank you po" I went out of the taxi cab and waved at the manong driver
[ Author : Po is a sign of respect in the philippines. We often use it for asking, thanking, and demanding people but mostly adults.]
[ Author : Manong is a name for an elderly man to show respect and to show that we see him as only an old man. Manong is often use when calling a driver, a father of a friend, partner, etc. and uncle ]
I was walking through a street where the taxi cab dropped me off
I was wearing my mask because there were a lot of people since that street was near a market
No one was actually looking at or even noticing me
"My purse!" an old woman shouted in shock when her purse got stolen out of nowhere
I look back to see what was happening when someone took me inside a black van
"What are you doingー"
Everything turned black after that and I never remember a thing
I woke up sitting on a chair with my hands, thighs, and leg where wrapped with a rope in that certain chair
I was inside a big freezer in an alley
My surrounding was so dark and quiet
I heard a man's footstep coming my way so I immediately shouted, "Help, somebody's here"
"Are you okay, ma'am?" he asked
He took the rope off the chair, to set me free, using a knife
He then grabbed my hand and walked me out of the freezer while it's not yet closed
This scenario is really familiar to me and I'm pretty sure it happened before
Well, if it did not then this can only mean one thing
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"Run"
I was walking in Paris with a man whom I can't see the face
A faceless man in simple terms
We runned miles and miles on a very familiar street
In the corner of the street, he pulled me and pinned me against the wall
He leaned down my height and started to smile
"Comment te sens-tu mon amour?"
"How are you my love?"
I smiled at him and he rushed to hug me
"Over there!"
I heard a man shouted and was coming our way
I do not know why people have been following us and I have no idea why I'm in this situation
The man sighed but didn't let go of me no matter what happened
This time, we didn't run but instead he moved his face closer to mine to cover our faces
We both took our coats off and other accessories that we used lately when the people where following us
"Are they goneー"
Just as I was about to finish the question, the man kissed my lips
It wasn't just a peck or a normal kiss, it was a french kiss which made it special
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The young man didn't let go of my hand ever since we left the dark alley
I don't know where this place is but it sure is far from home
"Who are you?" I asked him
He looked at me and stared for a minute or two
As he took his mask, hood, and cap off, I was too stunned to even move
"Leo"
-End of Prologue-
( See you on chapter 1 )