2 4th Nightmare

4th Nightmare

NAENAH AKAIBARA'S POINT OF VIEW

Katana.

Chairs.

Mask.

Brown eyes.

"Hi, Ms. Akaibara! Pen Montecarlos," she offered her hand. "The new manager."

She have a hair that levels below her shoulder. Her cheeks looks fluffy and soft like a teddy bear. I think we have the same age or I am a year older than her. She's too young to be a manager.

I accepted her hand, "Nae is fine. Nice meeting you."

"Wow! Your beauty is reallt exceptional, especially in person. Your red lipstick suits you really well," I guess my new manager will be this jolly starting from now.

"Thanks."

She doesn't look like a manager and just a simple fangirl.

My former manager decided to quit working that has something to do with show business industry because of some personal issues. The reason why I have this girl.

"Very hands on nga rin po pala ako sa mga artists so don't worry. I will make your career bloom," she said, "You have a photoshoot, right?"

"Ah, yes. I'll be the front page for Frappe Magazine."

Being a model is not simple. A model should be an expert to all emotions and poses. You should be versatile. Being beautiful is just an asset, but a true model excell with their skills.

Modeling is not really my dream and it is far from what I've been pursuing of, but my manager discovered me and brought me into this industry. She loved my green eyes and natural blonde hair. She said that I would do great in the show business industry and here I am.

"Great! Show me another unique pose," the photographer said.

The magazine is beach themed. I'm wearing a red bikini plus my signature red lipstick.

I'm glad that photographer is a she because it will be bothersome if she is a he. I've encountered male photographers and some of them are really hard to deal with, especially with this kind of photoshoots. I really value professionalism in this industry.

"Sorry, I'm late," he said manly.

Or maybe I should not be glad.

"It's fine, we're used to it. You're always late," a staff said.

"You're late again, Andres," my manager scolded him.

"I finished some paper works in the office," he took his sungglasses off.

"Well, what do you expect from a CEO slash model?" The staff commented.

"He's always in everything he does that's why he's bombarded with a lot of paperworks and don't finish anything," my secretary said.

We continued shooting my solo shots for the cover pagr. I noticed that his full attention is on me. He is biting the frame of his sungglasses while watching my different poses.

"You're really a great model, Ms. Naenah."

I just smiled at her. A robe covered my whole body after the photoshoot.

"Have you tried acting?" Pen asked.

"Not yet."

"Are you planning to be an actress?"

"No, I'm fine in being a model."

"But some of my models turned into a great actors," she said, "Just tell me if you decided to do acting. I can help you."

I just nodded at what she said even if I don't have any interest on what she's saying. They already started his solo shots.

"So Mr. Kierulf is also a model?" While observing his poses.

"It started when he was still in high school because of his foreign features, he was discovered at a young age. Talented 'yan. Actually, dancing is his passion. He's also smart. What a total package! Andres is such a perfect man," she said.

"Its 'An-dres' instead of 'An-dre-yas'?"

"It is 'An-dre-yas', but he changed its pronunciation when he entered the modeling industry like a stage name. We were classmates during our middle school years and I've been his manager for such a long time already."

"You're also his manager!?"

"Yes! So from now on, expect a lot of projects with him because I like my artists working together. It's less hassle. It's kinda tiring to handle my talents working on different projects so, as long as I can make arrangements and work with them together, I do my best," she said while acting like a child. "You're also an endorser in his company, right?"

"Isn't kinda awkward?"

"Not really," she shrugged. "You should retouch. You still have shoots to make."

"I thought it's done?"

"Not yet. You'll have a photoshoot together," he pointed Mr. Kierulf.

She stood up and I also did the same.

"But I don't do a shoot with someone. I always have solo shots. Everyone knows that."

"I don't. You're professional, right? Just do this shot without hesitation."

"But I'm known for solo shots," I said firmly.

"Then let's make something unique today. You'll make a fuss once you do this shoot with him since you mentioned that you're know for solo shots and it can create a great impact in both of your careers. It's great, isn't it?" She even clapped her hands out of happiness.

That's what I don't want to happen.

"Why are you so against with this? It's just a photoshoot," he said.

"Let's get this done," I said without looking at him.

"You're not used to shoot with a partner, right? Want help with the poses?" The photographer asked.

"No, I can do it," I said, "Just describe the shots we need to make."

"Are you sure? But you're new to th-"

"Trust me when I say I can do it."

"Okay, then!" She said like she's giving up.

She explained the details of the things we need to emphasized in our shoot together.

"I want you to cooperate, Mr. Kierulf. You need to do what I will say to you."

"Are you trying to under me, Ms. Akaibara?" He smirk.

"If it's the key to make this shoot perfect."

I grab him by his wrist and brought him to the shore.

"We should act like a real couple," he whispered.

I encircled arms around his neck, "Like this?"

I smiled sarcastically at him. We just make different poses like a couple. We decided our last shot to be fierce. I am at his back while holding his face and embracing my other arm around his neck like I am possessing him.

"Woah! The girl with a smile gone mad," the photographer reacted, "Isn't a good caption?"

I noticed a large scar on Mr. Kierulf's back after the photo shoot. I just shrugged.

We're going to stay in this beach resort until tomorrow morning. I decided to have a smoothie and sit on the sand. I peacefully watch the ocean waves. I felt another presence beside me.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Kierulf?"

"Relaxing,"he calmly said while watching at the ocean waves also, "Why are you calling me Mr. Kierulf? It sounds old."

"Because you're my boss. Why are you calling me Ms. Akaibara, also? You just said that it sounds old."

"You're really older than me, right?" I look at him and he's moving his one eyebrow up and down.

"I don't really like it when someone obviously treats me that I am older than them," I said, "Maybe you can just call me Naenah or Nae than Ms. Akaibara."

"Then you should call me Andres instead of Mr. Kierulf."

"But you're my boss. It's professionalism."

"Then I won't call you Naenah. It's professionalism," he mimicked me.

"Okay, fine!" I surrendered.

After that is the moment full of dead silence. I decided to speak about something.

"You have a scar on your back."

"Yeah. It happened long ago. I was about to die, but I survived."

"Ah."

There is another silence. An awkward silence.

"How old are you, anyway?" He asked suddenly.

"Why are you asking?"

"Sorry. Are you hiding your age?" He grin.

"I'm twenty-seven years old."

"So you're really older than me," he laughed.

"Are you insulting me-"

Before I could my sentence, he shut me up by kissing me. I slapped and cursed him after that. He showed me his smirk.

"Fuck you!"

I glared at him before I walked away and his chuckles followed me.

"Are you that woman who was kissing Andres awhile ago?!" An angry woman suddenly rushed and pushed me, but I managed to stay still.

I didn't answer her and watched her freak out.

"Calm down, Riva! She might report you. She's a model afterall!" Her friend try to stop her.

"I don't care! Even if she's the most rich person in the whole wide world! She's trying to steal Andres away from me!" She pushed me again. "What's your relationship with him?!"

"Chill!" I said to annoy her and it worked, "Yes, I am that girl."

"You didn't answer my last question!" She's triggered.

I'm mentally laughing.

"We work together," I said in a casual tone.

"Are you his girlfriend?"

"Nope."

"Then there's no doubt that you're a whore!"

She was ready to slap me when I held her hand to stop her.

"You? Who are you to his life?"

She stunned like she was hit by some painful reality. Fight me, girl!

"Are you his ex girlfriend or fling?"

"N-no," she said like she is 'bout to cry.

"Then who are you to his life?"

"He don't know me. I'm just his fan."

"An obsessive fan, maybe? You're just a fan and you are acting like this?" I laughed.

"Stop! She will break down later! She have mental illness," her friend revealed.

"No, I don't!" The 'Riva' girl defended herself.

"It's obvious!" I raised my eyebrow, "Just a warning, do a background check before rushing to someone. She might be a killer or a psychopath like your friend," I smirk, "Remember my warning."

I draw a big circle using my katana around the pair of chairs. I smiled when I saw that it's a perfect circle.

Katana.

I heard a heavy thud coming from the chair. I looked at the chair. I discovered that they are awake now.

Chairs.

"Hi, girls!"

"Who are you?!" They said in unison.

Both of them are tied tightly in the chair and wearing a mask that doesn't have hole in eye part so they can't see me.

Mask

"Didn't you like my surprise?"

I removed their masks and showed them where they are. My whole face is still invisible to them because I have red scarf that covers half of my face. I am also wearing a black hooded cape coat that covers my whole body.

"Andres," Riva uttered while scanning around the room.

"Don't you love it, Jenny?" I asked Riva's friend, "You also like Andres, right? You slept with him."

Jenny's face paled.

"Is that true, Jenny?! You betrayed me! You know that I like him from the moment I saw him! You know that I stalked him everyday in his social media accounts! You know that I don't share what's mine!" Riva shouted angrily. "You betrayed me. I will kill you!"

I held Jenny's jaw to face it to Riva. I noticed that she has a brown eyes.

Brown eyes.

"But you are just contented stalking and obesessing over him. You don't make a move, so I did. It's just like a race, the first one who reach the finish will be the winner," Jenny reasoned.

I released her jaw. I smirk while watching them fight. This is gonna be fun!

"Do you want to kill her, Riva?" I asked her.

I know that she is a total psychopath and she could kill her own friend.

"I want to kill her!"

"Your wish is my command," I start to untie her.

"NO! Don't release her!" Jenny's face paled again.

"You can use this if you want," I offered my katana, but she immediately punched Jenny's face.

Riva grabbed her hair. Jenny screamed because of pain. After several punches, Riva took my katana and kill Jenny with it. I even got a blood stain because of how she brutally killed Jenny.

I love her killing style!

"You're next! Fuck you!" She turned her attention to me.

I get my wallace sword and slay her with it, "Fuck you too, girl!"

She fell on the floor helplessly. I left a red striped rose beside her.