Waking up, I realized that it was me fronting again and not Alice. This was not something normal for us.
Everything started to stray three days ago… Huh? How am I so sure it was only 3 days ago?
Maybe it was more? I needed to check the calendar to be sure about that.
I looked around the room but nothing of that sort was there. I was about to scoff at their poor management when I noticed the smart clock next to my headrest.
Oh? Well that did sound more convenient and high-end in comparison to a normal calendar.
Checking it, I realized that we were unconscious for a very long time. Around 6 days, no wonder Marcos was here to bother us. He either finished everything with that girl, or grew impatient, waiting for Alice's response.
It was normal of him, so impatient and grumpy. That honestly always surprised me, how could he be so patient with Alice's cold attitude towards him in the past?
Or maybe because she was that cold that he actually got attracted to her. Per his words, she was a bit boring. Perhaps in the past, he thought she was more exciting when she hated him.
If that was true, then the current situation…
No, that was a terrible idea. Even though he was crazy, he wouldn't do that. But his eyes…
I groaned and tried to think of something else, only for an additional weight to be added on my shoulders. Why was Chris here then?
That was a curious question from me, perhaps he heard about Marcos' arrival and decided to check what was about to happen.
Maybe, it was a possibility.
I carefully stood up, this body was struggling. We needed some food, the IV was useless. I carefully took it off.
Stupid Alice couldn't even notice how she hurt our hand just to shoot that asshole. Oh well, I must tell her later and beat her ass.
Let's leave that till she wakes up, though.
But wait a damn hot moment there- isn't our schedule full of the previous six days?!
That caused me to panic. Although I knew Chris must have found something about it, I couldn't stop myself from being overwhelmed. They were six full freaking days of work, whether as an Idol or as an Actress, this will damage our reputation in the field work.
Although we could argue about it being due to sickness, that would only make matters worse. Idols and Actresses needed to have good health in addition to a considerable amount of stamina.
Firstly, it was due to how much they were going to work. It was considerably a large amount of hours per day, and they needed to work with no breaks most of the time. Their stamina was needed.
No one would be pleased with an Idol who can't even hold a concert, it was that serious.
Secondly, who would hire an actress who may suddenly faint in exhaustion? Whether it was while shooting the scenes or even before it or after it, it was a terrible outcome.
Many resources could be wasted, the schedules would be hectic and impossible to keep in check. Eventually, it would result in the destruction of the project.
No wise man will agree to risk his job like that.
"Oh Lord…"
I looked through the news and guess what? Chris took care of it better than I have ever imagined. The way he did it made me wonder about how much he was investing in this.
A sweet yet overwhelmingly hot lava seemed to caress my heart.
[The Idol Alice is taking a break from her various projects and getting ready to receive the Multi-talent Award from AVO]
"He's absolutely nuts."
Being unable to understand why he was doing this made me speechless. What am I supposed to do now?
Receiving the Chalet was a lot on its own, but I was unable to argue against it due to all of the events that followed.
Now I'm receiving a ridiculous award that had never been announced before, everyone was buzzing with excitement but for me, it was so different.
Nothing in this world was without a cost. No matter how kind Christopher was toward me, we only met recently.
There was absolutely no reason for him to try so hard to protect me. Even though it was arguable that he may be doing this because I'm an Idol for AVO, I found that very hard to believe.
In AVO, there were countless people who were waiting to grab an opportunity from each other. They wouldn't wait until the things cool down, but will rush at the slightest sight of fame.
Like moths surrounding the flames.
Someone fall and instead of saving them, they would pour fuel to their misery.
AVO decided to make it like that for their own sake, too.
They had never stopped these, rather, they actively encouraged this competitive environment to the point that losing your footing seemed only natural if they missed anything.
Then, as the biggest investor and the CEO of this company, why did he help me this much?
Could it be… Some love?
That idea was like pouring cool water over my hot body.
No, that was hard to believe. Although I felt my heart flutter slightly at his sight, that was just a momentary attraction.
It was nothing enough to trust him unconditionally, we know very little about each other too. How could I love him so much?
The same should apply to him, too.
No matter how I try to convince myself, how can he love me just a few days after our first meeting? Relationships were so complicated and bizarre, but even that has limits.
Love at the first sight was nothing but a lie.
Something was wrong… And, if I accept it without any questions, I'll be tormented by my doubts.
For this generous help I received today, what am I going to pay in the future?
Christopher, just what do you have in mind to do with me?
Thinking of that only increased my headache, I swallowed all of my complaints and looked around the room. It was a different room from the one where Alice had shot Marcos at.
No holes on the ground, no bloody marks, nothing at all. Everything was super clean.
We must have been moved here after falling asleep. But the important question now is, how did those 6 days pass exactly?
When we woke up, was that a day? Two, perhaps? Or maybe 5 and today was the 6th?
In any case, I needed to leave here and be away for the time being. Christopher was bound to find me with his connections and capabilities, I had no reason to stay here anymore.
I felt the door of the room opening slowly.
A memory from my past emerged, making me widen my eyes and fall down, trying to appear as harmless as possible.
I hated hospitals. They screamed danger for me, the unpleasant memories of them coupled with the disgusting stench of death.
The person who opened the door walked towards me carefully, their high heels clicked against the tiles.
A faint illusion of a rope being tied around my neck grew thicker the closer the sound became.
I wanted to deal with her immediately, but I was so weak for a direct attack now. I needed to run away first.
Dealing with her would be easier that way.