Broken Strings
Chapter 24

MELISSA QUIZON

“I’m so sorry, Mel. Even if I want to, I can’t. I have a patient scheduled to be operated on. But when it’s over right away, I’ll follow. I promise.” Eugene said on the other line. Its word is also quite fast as if in a hurry. It was getting a bit noisy inside the arena so I had to cover my one ear to hear what Eugene was saying. “Keep safe, Sweetheart. Trust me, I’ll keep my promise. Don’t worry before you know it, I’m already by your side.”

I understood him. He is a doctor. Duty first before anything else. Even before I could speak he immediately turned off the call.

“Mommy.” I looked at Reid as he touched me. I noticed its irritation as his forehead was already frowning. My son is not used to noisy surroundings.

I touched its caressed hair. He took my hand there and hugged me. he becomes comfortable when he hugs me.

“Just behave, Baby. Let’s just wait.” I kissed it on his forehead. “It’s for your daddy, eh.”

He nodded. At the same time, the music suddenly became louder and various effects appeared, my son was a little surprised because of that.

“Hello, Araneta!” I heard Rachel scream.

Their concert has already started. The people shouted louder. One by one the rest of the stage rose and Raquel came out first holding a pink microphone. Second, Leon, already holding the guitar, made the women even more lost. Third, Fier, before it hit the drums gave it a flying k**s to the fans first, still the chick magnet. And the last one, Wright, bit his lower l*p as people wandered off and then looked in front of the VIP chairs. He smiled when Reid saw us. I blushed suddenly.

I immediately frowned at Wright’s current appearance. His cheeks turn red and he seems to be catching his breath, his body also looks very tired but he prefers to act correctly so that no one will notice. Is he sick? Or am I the only one who thinks he’s sick? Hmm?

Fier began to strike the drums.

And I’ve tried not to let anyone in until now

Misunderstandings are an easy way out

And I’ve been feeling all this pressure just to figure it out

And I know, don’t know, yeah I know, don’t know

And I know that if I can stay strong I can make it

And try harder when I just can’t take it (can’t take it)

And when everything around me feels so broken and jaded (broken and jaded)

And I know, I know, yeah I know, I know

And every time I wonder what’s real you make me feel …

You make me feel like a lavender sweater

When I’m caught in bad weather

In my Volkswagen Jetta

You make me feel like a complete work of art

When I’m just falling apart

A nice piece of art

They looked so .. hot.

I held my breath when Wright winked at me. It was only now that I noticed that when the concert started he was all I was looking at.

I looked at Reid as he laughed while clapping. He looked so energized. It looks like another Reid is next to me. There was a gleam in his eyes as he watched them play.

I stopped staring at my son because something touched the skin of my cheek. When I turned it over, I was exposed to a bunch of roses. I frowned at the man. “Ma’am, someone is giving.”

“It’s mine. Thank you.” Leading me by Reid. He immediately placed the roses on his lap and inspected them one by one.

I smiled at what my son had done and turned back to the man. “Thank you.”

I looked again at the stage after the staff left. My suspicion was correct, Wright was looking at me while playing the Guitar.

“Thank you.” I mouthed. Smiling. Yes. Smile.

he bit his lower l*p. His cheeks are bright red. Is he blushing? No. He is sick. Shit!

The performance ended and I noticed they were all gasping, but his eyes were glimmering which make their fans crazy.

“Wright Absgoncillo! Wright Absgoncillo!” I looked back when I heard the screams of the women. It raises various pictures of Wright half-naked. “Take your shirt off! Please!”

Is he gonna, do it?

“Fier, Leon! Take your shirt off .” Said Wright.

“That’s my speciality!” Without hesitation, Fier takes off his white t-shirt. The waistband of its pants is too low so its V-line is more prominent.

Leon did the same. Even though he’s a serious type, when it comes to the stage, he doesn’t hesitate just for his fans.

A moment of silence, please. Let’s appreciate that magnificent V-Line.

“Absgoncillo! Absgoncillo! Absgoncillo!” What is it about Wright’s abs that you can’t even see?

“What do they want, Mom?”

“They want to see your father’s body.” I raised my voice so that my son could hear what I was saying.

His forehead furrowed and he covered both ears with both hands. “Why?”

“I think my Baby don’t want me to take my shirt off,” Wright said amusingly.

My eyes widened at what he said.

Oh, no. What’s he thinking ?!

The shouts of the people subsided. What Wright said grabbed everyone’s attention.

“Oh, my gosh! Wright has a girlfriend !!” I heard some say. “What the hell ?! Oh no!”

My chest’s starting to pound.

He cleared his throat. “I have a confession to make.”