Ms. Artista (Book 2)

Fifty

Why is it not opening?

Maybe I just turned it wron—

Fuck. It's not moving. The door is locked.

Someone fucking locked the door!

"Hello!" I immediately screamed, "Is anyone in there?! Hello!" I shouted while knocking on the door.

"Hello! Somebody help! Please!" I shouted loudly habang kuma-katok ng malakas sa pintuan.

Damn it! Who fucking locked the door?!

"Hello! Please, help me! Hello!"

Fuck. Wala pa din tumutulong sa akin! I fucking forgot my phone, it's on the table. I didn't bring anything!

"Help me! Somebody help! Please! I'm here!" I screamed desperately while knocking on this damn door.

"Please! Help me!"

Shit. I am so weak. I'm crying already. My tears betrayed me again.

"P-Please! Someone open the door!" I pleaded, "Hester! Hester!" I shouted his name, hoping that he will come here and save me.

"H-Hester! Help me! Please!" I cried while shouting his name.

"H-Help, please! I'm here! Hester! Love! I'm here!"

Damn. Bakit parang walang nakakarinig sa akin? Wala bang tao sa labas? Ako lang ba ang nandito?

"H-Hester! I'm here! P-Please! Help m—!"

"Francine!"

Oh, God.

"H-Hester!"

Napa-yakap agad ako sa kanya matapos niyang buksan ang pintuan.

"L-Love.." I whispered while crying.

Fuck. Finally, he's here.

"I'm here, okay? I'm here." he whispered while caressing my hair. Niyakap niya agad ako ng mahigpit.

"I-I'm so s-scared." I whispered while hugging him.

Damn, I'm so scared. I am so fucking scared.

"Calm down, love. I'm here. No one will you hurt you." he answered calmly while gently kissing my hair.

Kumalma naman ako dahil sa sinabi niya.

God. That was so terrifying for me. Especially knowing that my life is seriously in danger right now. I can't calm down, I'm always anxious. Damn.

"Are you okay now?" he asked while looking at me. He gently wiped my tears.

I nodded my head. "I-I'm fine." I whispered. "We should go back now." I pointed out.

We still have a fucking show. I need to keep myself together, I need to be strong, fuck.

"Alright." he answered. He still looks so worried. I know that he's also anxious like me.

"I'm fine, love." I slightly smiled while holding his hand. "Maybe I just overreacted, I guess?"

"You didn't." he answered, "I'll ask for the cctv footage later. That asshole can't fucking get away from me, Francine."

God. Here we go again, he's really impatient.

Hindi na lang ako sumagot at napa-buntong hininga na lang. Pag-dating namin sa dressing room sinalubong kaagad ako ni Pen.

"Francine! Saan ka galing—huh? Umiyak ka ba?" she asked worriedly.

"Sinong umiyak?" I heard Kian asked. They are still here in our dressing room.