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Heartbeats

Alex didn’t move. He just stared at the spot where Emma’s hand had been on his. . The keyboard kept humming under Emma’s shaking fingers, but she wasn’t playing anymore. Just pressing random keys. Anything to fill the silence. “Emma,” Alex said finally. His voice was quiet. Too quiet. She didn’t look up. “I’m sorry, sir. I don’t know why I I shouldn’t have” “Stop.” One word. It made her freeze. Alex leaned forward.. “Look at me.” She did. Slowly. His eyes weren’t angry. They were… empty. Like someone had turned the lights off inside him. “You felt it, didn’t you?” Alex said. “ Emma’s mouth went dry. “Felt what?” “That hollow.” He tapped his chest once. “Right here. Like someone carved you out and left you standing.” She couldn’t answer. Because yes. She had felt it. sir ? She said instead Alex stood up. Walked to the door. For a second, Emma thought he was leaving. He didn’t. He locked it. Click. The sound was small. But in that soundproof roo

The driver

You can’t believe this,” Maya said, rushing toward them. “I am on the B board! I am on the B board! Everyone is talking about the movie, The Scar! Everyone is talking about me, how pretty I am! I can’t wait. I’m finally a celebrity, Emma. I can’t believe I’m a celebrity!” She grabbed Emma’s hands. Her nails were blood red. “Oh my God, some short clip will be released tonight! Your soundtrack is going to be used too! Oh my God, I can’t believe I’m finally a celebrity. I will be rich. I will be rich.” “Maya, you’re overreacting,” Romeo said, but he was smiling. They both laughed as they walked toward the quad. *** Alex woke up to light so bright it felt like an attack. He hissed, throwing an arm over his eyes. The sun was high. too high. He fumbled for his phone on the nightstand. The screen burned into his retinas. 12:04 PM. He sat up so fast the room spun. Twelve PM? He never slept past 6 AM. Not since Joseph. Three hours that was his limit. Three hours of f

The Drive

Thomas froze at the bottom of the stairs because Alex was already there, leaning against the banister with his arms crossed, Behind Alex stood Luther, holding a teacup and grinning while Nanny Joan fussed around him. Of course Luther always drank his tea standing. Like a maniac. Right.Thomas remembered now. Luther had shown up drunk at 2 AM, pounding on the door. “Where’s my brother from another mother?”Thomas had said Alex was asleep which was true, because Alex was always asleep at 4 AM. Or pretending to be. Alex didn’t do company. So Thomas shoved Luther in the guest room and forgot to mention it. “Hey, bro,” Luther said, clapping Alex on the back . “You look like shit. Good shit, but still shit.” m“Luther. What are you doing here?” Alex groan “You gonna chase me out of your own house?”Luther laughed, tapping his shoulder. “I sleep over and you don’t even say good morning? I’m hurt.” “I didn’t know you were here,” Alex said. “Obviously.”Luther followed Alex’s star

She called

Alex could see him. Clear as daylight behind his eyelids. Seventeen. Alive. Running backward through Central Park, arms wide, spinning like the world couldn’t touch him. “Joseph, why are you running? Why are you dancing like that?” Joseph skidded to a stop, laughing. “Come on! I’m practicing! Practicing how it’s going to look the day we have our big premiere. Of The Scar.” Alex frowned in the memory. “The Scar? What do you mean, The Scar?” “It’s a movie we’re going to shoot,” Joseph said, eyes blazing. “It’s going to be a lovely movie. I already wrote the script. We just need to wait. Once we grow SoundWave to be big, we’re going to make it. We’re going to act in it.” “You’re moving to movies now? I thought it was just music?” Alex had laughed back then. “You’re insane.” “I’m serious!” Joseph grabbed his shoulders. “I’m so happy, Alex. The day of the premiere, I’ll wear a black suit. And you” He poked Alex’s chest. “You are going to dance with me, right? Come on. Promise me.” T

The threat

We hit him. We almost killed him too.” “I killed Joseph. I killed everybody that night. Yes. I know.” “But it has been eleven years, Mama Choice,”Alex whispered. “Eleven years. Why don’t we embrace this now? Bring Joseph his dream. The Scarwas his. The script. The black suit. The premiere. Everything belongs to Joseph. I cannot claim it as my own. I won’t.” “Every dollar. Every profit we make from this movie it belongs to Cassandra.. Not SoundWave. Not me. I’m giving everything to Cassandra. I’m not clout chasing with your son, Mama Choice. I’m honoring him. Why don’t you understand me? For crying out loud.” “Wow,” Mama Choice said.. “Wow. You are now yelling at me, Alex? You are raising your voice at me?” it's alright she said as she hung up Alex stood there, breathing heavy. Yes. hknew he was at fault. Yes. He knew everything that happened was his fault. But isn’t it always like this? Whenever he tries to move on, they just keep crawling back? This was the best deci

Memories

Alex’s voice cracked, and he hated it. Hated that the boy was still in there. “How many fucking years did you ask if I was alive? Did you ask if I was dead? Did you ask if I was eating? If I was sleeping? If I was drowning?” His father didn’t flinch. “Now you come back for a merge?” Alex was shaking now. “Whatever it is Shaw has on his sleeve, the board, the Feds, the fucking sky falling I’ll shed it alone.I Alex Maradona can do without your help ” “Alex Maradona,” his father repeated it with a smirk playing on his lip “There it is , that is your name . Alex maradona As long as you bear that name, you belong to me. I gave you life. I formed you. I brought you up. And you will belong to me till your last breath .” He stepped back. Wiped his trousers like Alex had dirtied them just by existing. Ground his cigarette into the hardwood with his heel, “You think SoundWave can save you? You think that little premiere you’re throwing for your dead friend will mean anything when t

Love denial

She smiled, slow. “Baby Blum.” Her name for him. Never in the office. . He was a man, after all. And he’d been enjoying her for a very long time. He let go of her wrist. And pulled her closer instead. her lips found his neck. His hand slid into her hair. No words. They both knew the rules never in daylight, never when it costs him. His other hand left the tablet and traced the line of her stocking, slow and possessive. She exhaled against his throat, a soft sound she never made in boardrooms. Her fingers dug into his shoulder, nails biting through his shirt. For a moment, the city outside didn’t exist. Just her perfume, her breath, the heat of her pressed against him. It should have worked. It always worked. But his mind was elsewhere. Just when she was about to unhook her bra, he went stiff. his other hand the one holding his wine glass clenched. nearly breaking it off yet he didn’t even feel it. She pulled back first. “Luther? Are you okay?” He blinked. Loo

Preparation

That will not happen. I’m not showing much of myself. It’s just my voice. That’s all,” Emma cut in again. “That’s where you’re wrong, Emma. One day you’ll have to face the press. How will you do that? You’re still working on your self-esteem.” “I’m working on it, Clara. I can’t believe you’re saying this to me. I’m just a singer. I’m not an actress. I’m not some celebrity living on social media. All they need is my voice.” “Emma, a day will come when you’ll have to show your face. You will. People will be dying to meet you. You can’t hide behind audio forever.” Emma blinked at the dark ceiling. That wasn’t what she expected from Clara. If it was Maya, Maya would be screaming, hyping her up, pushing her onstage right now. But Clara… Clara was just quiet. “Forget I said that,” Clara said quickly. “You’re okay. You’re fine. I’m just worried about you. That’s all.” Emma’s throat was tight. “I have to go. I need to start arranging things for the premiere tom

Her mistake

He used his mouth to catch the piece of noodle stuck near the corner of her lip. Emma froze. Because she remembered. He used to do this in high school. Anytime something was on her mouth, he’d lean in just to embarrass her in public. So she’d stop being clumsy. “Oh,” she breathed. “You still remember this? I thought, now that you’re a celebrity, you’d forget it.” Benji laughed, pulling back into his seat like it was nothing. “Come on. Of course I remember. I used to do that in high school. Being a celebrity doesn’t mean I have memory loss.” But his hands on the steering wheel said otherwise. They were tighter on the steering wheel. He hated this feeling. His chest felt it. A pull. A taste he didn’t want to name. He wanted to linger on her lip, stay a bit longer. But it was Emma. His little girl from high school. In high school, the kiss meant nothing. Right now? It.. it just .. It did. “You know what,” Emma suddenly said . Almost a whisper. “If anyone saw us jus

She slept her way in

Emma stepped forward to the podium. For the first two seconds, no one said anything. Not even the reporters. All you heard was cameras clicking. Then the questions started. Miss Emma Stanford. Just from the sound of your voice… you sound happy to be here. So tell us how happy are you to be a member of Sunwave?” Emma swallowed. “I’m happy to be a member of Sunwave. I wasn’t expecting this. Anyone who knows me knows how little I think of myself. I don’t really see myself as someone who could do things like this. But I was pushed by my best friends. I’m hoping to grow into this place.” “Good,” another reporter cut in. “Speaking of background… we found out you’re not exactly from a privileged family. You live in Cebu. I heard you’re poor. And yet you got into Columbia. How did you do that?” Emma’s jaw tightened. “It was on scholarship. I don’t mean to make it a big deal, but yes. I’m a scholarship student. And I’m proud to say it here.” She said with annoyance clear

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