STRANGE

by

MVMANALO

P.E.R.K.S. Copyright

Author and owner of PERKS ; MVManalo/Vicky Manalo/Maria Victoria T. Manalo

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I am so drained, like I have nothing to give anymore. My sea of feelings, despair, sadness, dreams, aspirations has sunk in to the hole in the recesses of my soul, broken heart, self, so and I can’t seem to get out of this fit. I am in the middle of myself, a lake, fountain, so dry and exhausted. I feel like I’m sucked and drowning. I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t move. Three people were there beside me, I don’t know whether to help or guide me, but from what? Help, help!!!!, I whispered, then shouted but as if  I don’t have a voice to be heard by the crowd. Then, there’s this tiny spark, that light. Like a candle lit from somewhere and sparked continuously from where I was like wild fire. It ignited something inside me to move forward and refill my dried heart to pursue someone, to trust and be brave to fall in love, again!!!

I lived my life without trusting my life and my future with anybody including my family. So, it’s been a lonely road for me as I work and succeed in my goals, dreams and aspirations in life. I always think twice if a girl or a person would talk to me or befriend me. I can be obsessive compulsive when it comes to women but I don’t know how to handle them so thank God he hasn’t given my parents a girl for my sibling. I only have three brusque brothers who I am very close with until now. My mom and dad lives in the upper east side of Texas and I live in a small town in Houston. I decided to study and work in Los Angeles but when I owned my own corporation I built a company near home yet lived that way I wanted in New York and California. I still love to go to bars and hang out with friends but I never let myself fall for any girl, however pretty, nice and hot they are.

I maybe rich but I’m not dumb nor helpless, deranged nor desperate. I act like I don’t care but I do love my girlfriends and when they get drunk I am their prince charming who will fetch and care for them without malice or take advantage of them when they’re throwing up  and saying I love you at me in person or on calls.

It’s kind of depressing but it’s just that most of the times. However, I live my life free from worry and stress since I live alone and I don’t have a pet nor a maid to tell me what to do or bother me when I wanted to sleep late or come home late at night or the next morning. Life is simple, free and uncomplicated.

I thought what I feel is me, but I only reflect what the people around me feels or experiencing. My dreams and visions are what I see in others and how they affect me in every situation, good or bad. It isn’t I who felt suffocated, used, angry or scared but the people I meet or encounter with.

The hurt I endured is the pain one girl felt upon herself. The longing I felt is the desire one girl felt for her friend crush/ And another girl who felt love for a lone time best friend who cares for her just the same.

But all in all, I myself never felt love. I am yet to fall in love and I have been praying for true love ever since I can remember.

When I was a kid, I give half of my burger to a street child, money to a beggar or a meal to an elderly woman who asks for food or alms. We think people are cold but usually it is in a passersby we can get a warm smile, a little tap on the back, or care from a commuter when you’re caught up in an accident or get an extra hand when we are lifting bags we bought from the supermarket, and many more.

I remember the first time that pretty but strange girl from the bar talked to me, “hey you’re that woman from Forbes, ah..I forgot the name…” wow! You come here?

Yeah, I am she, the Woman of the Year last year, if that’s what’s you’re talking about!, I replied minding my own business on the side bar trying my best not to be recognized while waiting for Louise, my silly best friend who happens to be late as usual.

Yeah, wow, you’re hot!, the girl continued that made me uncomfortable. I wanted to be left alone so I smiled to her and stood up and walked straight ahead to the ladies room. Ahh, peace! I only had two glasses of vodka but I felt like I have drunk a whole bottle. I feel my chest is so heavy and I wanted to cry. I have everything, fame, money, friends, family who support me and fans who love me. But why do I feel so alone, empty, crazy dry inside.

Hey!!, I wasn’t finish talking to you back there, that’s rude!, the girl added as she was insistent to talk to me and even followed me on the bathroom. Ah, sorry, I feel sick!, I lied.

Oh, are you okay, now!, she sounded concerned but drunk. You know, Vanessa ah, what’s your last name again?

I didn’t tell you!, I said while washing my face and the girl still kept talking. Sorry but I don’t like to talk right now!

What, I want to talk to you and you don’t have the right to….., the girl persistently said then another woman on high heels and sexy fitted dress with breasts protruding suddenly blocked the part where the girl was about to grab me by the arm. She told you, she isn’t interested, now scoot and play with your drunken girly friends out there!

The girl laughed and left while waving her hands in surrender, olrighty!, she’s all yours boss!

Thanks! I just don’t want to talk to anyone for now. And you are?

Stranger, haha!, call me

B? as in the letter B? her day is getting weirder and weirder. Thanks again ah, B. But I need to go, my friend is…..then my cellphone rang.

What the fuck, Louise! You told me you’d come and I didn’t bring my driver with me. Fuck!!!

I’ll drive you!!!, B whispered.

Wha….?

I’ll drive you home!, the woman who I don’t seem to see clearly because of the dim lighting at the ladies restroom.

Oh that’s too much! I’ll just take a cab!

No, I insist, it’s ah, 2:30 in the morning and I don’t think it’s safe to go home at this late. I’ll drive you.

When you said you’re stranger so, you meant the word? I asked while walking from behind to catch up with the woman who offered me a ride.

Strange. I’m B….Strange, ticking her car key and opening a very expensive and exquisite purple Lamborghini at the back of the bar.

Wow, I told my mind. She told me her name but it’s long that I couldn’t figure what she said. Maybe I am drunk. This hot chick drives a lambo and I call myself rich, I retorted while I ride at the passenger’s seat when B…opened the side of the car for me.

So, your address?

Ah…do you have a GPS or something?, I asked. I know my address but since I recently moved in Los Angeles I don’t really know where my block is. Pathetic huh!

Aha, so you’re new and don’t know your exact address. Okay what do you remember going to your place?

Ah, it has trees and white walls, with a garden before going to my place, but that’s all I remember, I added and now felt tipsy like I will be napping here in a bit.

Okay, aha, I think I know what you mean! So hold on tight for this will be the most exciting ride of your life. Are you down? Say amen!, B…said

A…men???

That’s close enough!, then B riveted the rear wheels of the car and we flew like we’re in the Fast and the Furious movie and I can’t remember that I am drunk in that full one hour. I think it was an hour or so.

OMG!!!, was the only thing I said when the car went to its full and crazy speed I would’ve thrown up if only B isn’t looking at me smiling and pretty….

I woke up In front of my place and couldn’t remember what happened in that weird but awesome ride.

Th…thank you!

You’re always welcome. See you around V!!, B said and she’s gone before I completed my name Vanessa Wild.

After that strange but crazy meeting with B…erh…Strange, I couldn’t help but look her up on Facebook, Facetime, Google and all the search engine platforms but I couldn’t seem to see her name pop anywhere. She’s like a ghost, angel, stranger, who captivated my heart and I want to see her again but how?, I thought while in the shower. My home is so empty that I felt cold, dry and lonely I cried inside the bath for I don’t know until when. Maybe until my sadness gives up on me.

Brooklyn Strange! Haha, it’s nice to see you. You are looking so gorgeous and what, you’re about???You’re dad would’ve been so proud!, an old looking but physically fit came to hold B’s hand and hugged her while she smiled and hugged the rich fellow back.

Haha, I’m twenty-two now, thank you! why, Mr. Alonzo, you have been looking so handsome and yes dad would’ve been so proud but not because I am temporary CEO of the firm but because you’re here to scold and pressure me to do what’s best in the business!, B added while she invited the old man to her multi-million yacht.

Call me Glen, you know me Brooke, ever since you were little your dad always brings you to our meeting. So, what’s the deal with this Vanessa Wild, huh! She is beginning to be known and the business is getting poor reviews on the underground deals. What is she anyway?

An entrepreneur, influencer, writer I think. But I don’t know I’m still figuring out who she really is. She is a weakling, I know how to handle a fly, if you know what I mean! Hahahahah….

Ahahahahah….yes you do! So let’s have that drink. I’m dying to hear your stories with the girls you fucked around this town..ahahahaha!!!!, Glen in his Mexican accent.

Yeah I know right! Brook said but frowned to hear the word fuck. She doesn’t like fucking around. She is a sadist when it comes to bed but she doesn’t fuck girls just to have the thrill of it but she wants to find that one perfect girl to to fall in love with and that silly, Vanessa Wild had her, she felt the spark but maybe not the pathetic influencer slash writer. I like to play her but she is so weak and vulnerable I’d be glad to fuck her, totally screw her and flip her inside out then dispose of her after.

She’s been interrupting our money laundering, gambling and prostitution industry. It’s been slow these days since the pandemic came and I really am so exhausted, fucking three or four girls at the same time seemed useless, they didn’t make me happy. I want new meat and V, is the one. She is harmless but her principles are hindering the senators of this city to pass the bill on stopping gun buying or selling. We can’t do that or that halt would paralyze my dad’s business forever and I would be so damned if I’d let that lunatic freeze my account, bring my dad and our corporation down and make me poor. Over my dead body!

Dead, dead, Zombies has killed you!, Vanessa, if you’d play this game with me one more time I’d literally hang myself or let Grey just eat my d... You’re not good at this, go find some guy or girl to make out with, please!!!!

Stop the cursing and the D….word, you know that I’m allergic to dicks. Besides I love girls and being with them makes me happy! But you are all my angels and I am in love with you guys!, Vanessa said while giving her brothers JC and Bryant a fuck you finger and licking it while she acted like moaning and groaning in silence. The two boys were looking at her with frowns and disgust that the girl laughed her heart out and ran outside the room. JC threw his bean toy pillow over Vanessa who immediately closed the door before it hit her. She is giggling outside her brothers room when another tall, muscle toned bod came smiling and carried her to the bathroom and turned on the shower to wet her, thus, Vanessa is shouting and kicking the man while pinning her down the tub.

Danny, you mother f…. I’ll kill, you…aaahhhhhh!!!!, Vanessa said but was not able to finish her sentence since she is gasping for air while gulping from the water that gushed to literally drown her. Fuck you!!!

I love you too sis!, Danny added and kissed Vanessa on the forehead. Sorry baby sis, I missed you. What’s happening with you lately? Busy running dad’s company?

Yeah, as if you care! Wait, it’s my company, you are running dad’s right?, Haha…., I said while spitting water in front of Danny’s face and ran to dry myself up. I miss mom and since dad is always away on business trips, mom isn’t around too much to talk or deal with. But we know she is just spending time with friends or associates and making herself busy since dad is on trips like always.

Anyway, who is that strange girl in the bar? Huh, I know I shouldn’t be meddling with people who I just met but she’s interesting. She seemed nice but reserved, cold and careless. She is my type of girl but letting my guard down for a girl I just met isn’t a perfect timing for me now. Presenting my book to the media and fighting for gun bans and prostitution aren’t my kind of publicity but I needed to fight for what I believe in, so I insisted on going public about human trafficking and gun laws. Yet, I have heard that this Ms. Strange is a member of a gang or part of an underground organization. That woman who was about to mob me called her ‘Boss’. Boss, huh, is she some kind of a mafia leader. Hmm, anyway, she’s a nuisance and a distraction to my career. I hope that I won’t meet her again, ever.

My producers advised me that I’ll be a guest speaker for Times and needed to be in my best behavior since Senator Baldwin will be present in the interview. The senator is one of the leaders to sign off the gun ban bill and he is half-hearted about the issue since he owns a share in the U.S. gun societies. He won’t be so happy when his shares are pulled out from or the members of the board would stake him out or vote against him in the upcoming elections. Politics is a dirty business but the most legal, profitable and very attractive to social media people.

I was watching television, when my brothers went out to a party their football team has arranged for them since they are about to fight interstate championships this fall, when.

Brooklyn Strange, 22 years of age, single, who had a steamy relationship with Peter Grant, the famous movie actor. They were seen having a yacht party with friends when Ms. Strange slapped him and was so mad about something. Grant didn’t speak about the incident but sent a twitter message that Strange is strange. People are strange when you’re a stranger….blah blah blah!!!!!. Peter tweeted the Door’s song, ‘people are strange’. Then, a feed came to us that Brooklyn un-followed Peter and the rest is history.

A couple of weeks after, Brooklyn Strange was caught kissing a girl at a local bar called King which she and her corporation owns. Hmm, this girl is rich, but dangerous. She can badly influence me and I won’t let that happen.