Montergo Series I: Dancing With Fire

Chapter 42

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"Relax, Xochi, you're stressing yourself. Take a deep breath, okay? Nothing bad is gonna happen." Ate Kisha calmed me down. It's been almost four weeks since I last showed myself in public other than shooting and after the wrap-up of my latest projects that went well, I stopped showing myself in public or even posting updates about me on social media platforms.

After the supposed runaway I did on my debut as a Sanbanez, the Valmoridas caught up to me. Both sides of families, excluding the Montergos; were seriously circling around a table in a room after the said party. The reason why Zak didn't get a chance to speak to me is that it also still bothers me to remember the look on his face and his expression when he looked down on my tummy.

I'm stressing over here, kasi ngayon ako kakausapin, about my relationship with Zak, but here I am trying my best to avoid them as I can.

"Relax ka muna, Xochi. Bawal sayo mastress,  remember that your mood can affect the baby in your womb." She reminded me na naging dahilan ng pagbuntong hininga ko.

"Yes...." I trailed off and massaged my temple.

Nasa kusina si Ate Kisha, naghuhugas ng plating pinagkainan namin.

"If you're not ready to talk with them yet, I can do it for you, naman, and besides, they won't do anything stupid to make you lose contact with them." She explained at lumingon sa akin habang pinupunasan ang basang kamay gamit ang tuwalya na nakasabit sa refrigerator.

"Thank Ate, I will. You are right, I won't stress myself with this matter any further." Ngumiti ako at sinubo ang isang kutsarang peanut butter.

The issues between me being a Sanbanez subsided, but another issue arose. The wild fans, who were detective wanna be dug up some information and found out about Tamora. Nakakatawa lang dahil kahit sila sa tingin ay pumatol si Zak sa akin dahil kamukha ko siya— well tama sila but my bathers says otherwise, they said na alam ko na kamukha ko ex ni Zak— my cousin, kaya I took the chance to use him and climb the industry using Zak.

Parang wala na raw akong pinagkaibahan sa iba na gagwin lahat makaakyat sa tuktok, even seducing someone high and mighty.

"I think they're still outside." A voice so deep commented, I looked back and saw Trevor holding a plastic of groceries kakapasok niya lang. When he mentioned the were they're naintindihan namin agad iyon.

Trevor and I are technically neighbors now, isang linggo na rin simula ng lumipat kami ng apartment, and the previous one was packed with paparazzi, fans and bashers. Some were even fighting physically. It was a good thing that Felicity recommended this one kaya nakalipat kami agad.

"Where's Felicity?" Ate Kisha asked, Trevor looked at her and sighed. "She's stalling some paparazzis. On the way here, we noticed someone following us." Paliwanag nito ag ibinaba ang groceries sa lamesa.

"As much as I want to be the bait, but she said that I can't... for my reputation." He added that made me look down.

His right, everything about us, a public figure is being controlled... the way we act, speak, and almost everything. If they want us to be perfect, we shall be perfect— that's how everything is going behind the backstage, we were like puppets being paid off by the love we received, being paid for to act— but this is my dream, my mom's dream. But one mistake can ruin everything, even the slightest things, that sometimes it feels somehow... suffocating.

"I'll just take some air." I said in a low voice and left the room. I walked towards the door and took the keys on the table near it.

"Where are you going?" Ate Kisha asked, natataranta; she immediately ran towards me and gently grabbed my arm.