Zanaya’s POV
It has been a week after the incident between Seth and me, and I never heard back from him.
No explanation.
No apology
Not a single word.
And it kills me.
The girls had been worried as I became a mess not just emotionally but physically.
I have huge bags under my eyes and I can barely eat. All those happy memories with him have been exchanged with hatred and sorrow. I can’t believe he did that to me.
I hate you, Seth. I told myself over and over.
I don’t even know how I ended up home but Tokyo said Ren brought me to the dorm.
I’m not sure why he was there. Maybe he’s with Sally since they came from the same company but I’m glad that he’s Tokyo’s friend and he’s kind enough to bring me home without getting any attention from around us.
Imagine the horror it could have been if I was caught with Ren at that state.
Max and Cali were so angry that Max called Sky and asked him to relay a series of cursing for Seth.
I was too preoccupied to even bother.
What’s even worse is that an article was published by Dispatch the next day confirming the relationship between the two. Of course, with a photo of them kissing along the alley. Though his company never really released a statement.
What a sweet sight. I thought bitterly as I see their photos.
My Mom and Dad called me the next day and I felt so bad for lying.
I told them it was just a front between two companies.
My throat tightened as I tried my best not to cry when talking with my parents. The truth is, I wanted to go home, away from all of this.
Our boss also called me yesterday and told me to stop seeing Seth in the meantime.
Well, he did not need to tell me twice because I won’t be seeing any of him at this time.
Not after what he did.
He played with my heart and after all the trust and understanding that I gave, I’ve had enough of his bullshits.
“Zaya, stop moping around. He’s not worth it for your tears.” Max scoffed and though she may sound harsh for a minute, I know what she’s trying to do.
“He doesn’t deserve you Zaya. There are a lot of guys out there who would die for your attention.” Cali added and I noticed how her phone kept ringing but she didn’t bother answering. Instead, she turned off her phone looking so pissed off.
Even Tokyo is no longer checking her phone. I wonder if she stopped messaging Grey because of me.
Tokyo wrapped her arms around me as she sits beside me on the couch.
“Zaya, I miss you.” she cooed and I have never been so happy to have my girls beside me.
I’m glad that I decided not to tell them about my marriage with Seth because they may have flipped him over.
The necklace that I was missing, I didn’t bother to look for it. It’s useless anyway.
He said we’re over. I won’t be shocked if I receive divorce papers on my front door.
“I miss you too..” I smiled at Tokyo.
There’s no point in crying.
Like what I said, I’ve had enough. Seth and Sally can kiss each other’s ass.
I’m in my twenties and I won’t allow their selfishness to ruin my happiness.
“Hey, are you not going to prepare? Today’s you shoot for a reality show.” Cali reminded me.
I sigh in relief after remembering that I already practiced for it.
“I will. Wish me luck okay?” I told them as I went to prepare.
After a few hours, my manager came and I bowed to one of my senior artists once I realized that we will travel together in a van.
“Hey, Zanaya’,!” he cheered and I smiled back at him.
During monthly evaluations, they would give us advice.
“Are you nervous?” I asked him trying to shake off my nervousness myself.
He chuckled at the sight of me.
“I am but I’m guessing you’re more nervous, huh?”
I grinned at him unable to hide my emotions.
“I’m just excited about singing in front of those artists. It’s not every day we get to perform in front of those important people in the industry. And I love Sammy!”
“Don’t worry, she will love your voice. Besides, we’re talking about Zanaya Devon here okay, the girl who came first place out of 400 people who auditioned,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
I just laughed at his teasing.
Before I knew it, we were already at the studio and I bowed as I see the other participants for Sammy’s duo.
After the meet and greet, we all practiced in the studio and I’m so glad because they are all so kind.
“Oh God,” I muttered as I fail to hit the high note.
My voice is a little hoarse from all the crying that I did the past few days.
“You can do it like this.” I followed Jay’s advice.
He is so good in singing, oh my God.
“That’s good!” he said clapping as I finally hit the note. “As expected from you Zanaya,” he added as he claps his hands.
My cheeks blushed a little.
“Do you know Greg had been praising you a lot after your performance on that variety show last time?”
After a few minutes, we already started the taping and I felt my chest about to burst in excitement.
“You’re going to sing something for us Zanaya right?” the MC said and I shyly nodded.
Finally, I will be singing in front of my idol.
“Let’s hear it!” and the audience started clapping.
“Cue!” I said a little loud and I felt embarrassed after they all laughed at my actions.
And then I started singing.
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left (mmmmmm)
To the left, to the left
Standing in the front yard
Tellin’ me, how I’m such a fool
Talkin’ ’bout, I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me, you must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking
You’re irreplaceable
As the audience clapped for me, deep inside, I was wishing someone will hear the words that I am dying to say to him.
Don’t think that you’re irreplaceable, Seth.
Fuck you.