Chapter 016

VIENNA'S POV They can't even look at us here, their actions were something's changed and they're not like that to me. "Those two are confusing, why they didn't greet you?" Therese asked. She also noticed it, I thought it was just me. "Yeah, every time they see you, they approach you right away and greet you but why not now? Do you want us to come and talk to them?" Michelle said but I shook my head in response. "Just ignore them," I replied. "What's the matter with those two? It's given that Sebastian isn't paying attention to everyone, but his friends are nice to you," Michelle said. Did I do something wrong? They are confusing. I am not used to them being like this to me. I got up and picked up my guitar. Therese and Michelle were surprised when I suddenly stood up. I saw Britt looking in my direction but I was the first to look away. "I'm just going somewhere, I'll be back at 3 pm," I said. "Huh? Where are you going? When the 2nd set is over, the results will be released immediately," Michelle replied. "Don't worry I'll be back, I'm leaving." And I immediately left the cafeteria. I don't know where I'm going but I want to leave the university and breathe some fresh air. Am I affected by how they acted? I also don't understand myself but I think I'm hurt by what they're doing to me. I arrived at the parking lot. I got in the car and started it. Now, I have an idea where to go. But suddenly my phone rang and it was Brother RJ. I also answered it. "Yes, brother? Why you called me?" I asked as I answered the call. (I have good news for you) What is he referring to? "What's that brother?" I asked, confused. (Your recent cover song had 1 million views on YouTube. Many listeners want to see and get to know you. Vienna, it's been 5 years since you've been covering and composing a song. You don't have any plans to introduce yourself to the public?) "I don't have any plans to reveal my identity, Brother." (Vienna, you have a lot of fans and followers. When they see you they will increase and they will support you more. But whatever your decision is, I support you) Is this the right time to reveal my identity? But I still don't seem to want to. I'm afraid that someday they will forget me, leave, destroy and they will disappear from my life forever. I appreciate their love and support but because of my fear, I would rather just hide my true identity. "Just give me two weeks brother, I will compose a song then after that I will tell you my decision. Now I don't want to, just give me time, brother." (I understand Vienna, if that's what you want then I'll support you. Just call me if you've already composed a song then we will start the recording, okay?) "Yes Brother, thank you." (You're welcome Vienna, by the way, a radio station invited you to sing. Will you agree?) "All right brother, as long as you come with me." (Of course Vienna, I will hang up this call. Be careful, I'll text you later if where and when) "Okay then Brother, you too be careful .. bye." He hung up the call and I just sighed. If Dad was still alive, he would be happier than me because of the achievements I have received. But still, I'm happy but happier when I'm with him in reaching my dreams in life. I miss you, Dad, wait for me in heaven. After about 40 minutes, I arrived at the park and I just carried my guitar. I sat on a bench and watched the kids playing on the ground. Who have been my friends before besides Michelle? Because I don't remember anything. It's also because my mom and brother don't know their names anymore. I took my guitar from its bag. I planned to play but I couldn't think of anything that I could sing. What's going on with me? I'm frustrated! "You've been frowning since earlier." I'm almost cursed. I was really surprised when someone spoke behind me. I looked at it to find out who it was. "Tine? Why are you here?" I muttered. His presence is surprising, why is he here? Did he follow me? "Of course, I followed you," he replied. "Stalker," I said briefly and stared at him but he just laughed at me. "I'm a handsome stalker." I stared at him making him stop laughing. He sat down next to me and also looked at the kids playing on the ground. "I saw you in the parking lot earlier so I followed you and then you looked in a bad mood, I'm right," he said suddenly. Should I thank him? I wanted to be alone but he followed me. "Did something happen Vienna?" he added. I just shook my head in response. "No, I just really want to come here. There's nothing there at the university," I replied but I lied. He didn't need to know the reason anymore. He fell silent and did not speak, but after a minute he asked again. "Vienna, do you have friends before?" he asked. I didn't respond right away because that's what I was thinking a while ago. I also think about it, but I don't remember anything. "Michelle is the only friend I met, I also don't remember if I had a friend before the accident. My brother and mom said that there was one but they don't remember the names anymore. I don't believe they have forgotten that. I feel that they are hiding something from me and that is what I will find out," I replied. After Dad was buried last month, a week passed before I decided to go home to the Philippines. Mom hasn't told me anything about what happened to me 3 years ago. She never mentioned to me the names of people I had known before. "You want me to ask Vince? Maybe he'll tell me," Tine's replied. "Don't ask him, he'll only get angry if you ask him that. I promised my brother that I wouldn't ask any more questions and tell him about what happened to me before because he couldn't answer it all. After our parents got separated, he lived in Uncle Francis's house for almost 4 years, so he didn't know anything about what happened in my life then," I replied. "Then I will help you, Vienna." I looked at him when he said that. I noticed that he was serious in what he said and I just smiled. "Why didn't I meet you at your brother's birthday party? We're friends since grade 5 then I also go to your house, but I never met or saw you. How old were you when you lived in America with your dad?" he asked. I thought about it but I don't remember anything. It's been a long time and I think I was only 11 years old at that time on my brother's 13th birthday. And for sure Mom and Dad aren't separated yet, and I'm not in America at that time. "I don't remember Tine, I'm sorry. I don't remember anything," I replied. "It's okay Vienna, don't force yourself," he said, and I smiled. "I have an idea, if you ask your maids at home, they might know something." Why didn't I think of that before? I'm stupid sometimes. I suddenly remembered Mother Selda. We have been with her at home for 10 years and she must know something about what happened to me before I had the accident. "Thanks, Tine," I answered briefly and smiled at him. "You're welcome, Vienna, for you I'll help," he said with a smile. I hope that Mother Selda can help me. She is my only hope to answer these questions that are bothering on my mind.