The flashing lights and the yelling of her name were heard everywhere, covering her face with her hand inside the car. She had a hard time thinking of what she should do if her mother found out.
"Just drive me out of here." She commanded the driver.
When they finally got out of the crowd and into the busy streets of the city. All she could notice was the painful advertisements, that she endorsed.
"That's not me..."
Glancing at the mirror, the driver averted their contact. She left a sigh and told the driver to drop her. Done with the payment, she left the car. Walking the crowded streets with her head down, her brunette hair covered her sad expression. She thought how thankful that today was Friday, and everyone was busy during night time.
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The loud ringtone from her pocket shook her senses, taking the phone out, the name on the screen gave her no chance but only made the beat of her heart quicker.
"M-mom...?"
"YOU UNGRATEFUL CHILD!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!" The deafening scold startled some of the people surrounding her.
"I TOLD YOU, YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY RELATIONSHIPS!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?!?!"
"I-I..."
"You... you... always YOU hah?!?! You dare talk back to ME!?"
"ITS MY LIFE!" Shiela yelled in anger. She couldn't control her emotions anymore, she had done enough. All this time, she dedicated her life to a career that only benefits other people. Tears dripping from her face, she said it out loud.
"What about me...?" The other line left a long mocking sigh.
"What you have right now, the fame, money, and luxury, you deserve it..." she heard her mother click her tongue. Whenever her mother does it, she already knows the words she is going to hear next.
"You are my daughter, you cannot act like this. I gave you what you have right now, and you don't deserve to suffer--"
Slamming her phone to the ground, she had enough. Anger controlled her, and ran to the nearest train station. She is going far away, away from these nightmares, where no one can control her, and live a life only she can make.
Standing for her train to see her best friend, she wiped away the tears left on her face with her sleeves. Taking a deep breath, she is happy to finally step out of the hell she has lived.
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"Erica..."
The name startled her, and she hoped it was someone else, she prayed no one would recognize her.
"Ah, it's you!" The person fangirls as she whispers her excitement.
She was recognized. Her stage name 'Erica' was known for being an idol who had a beautiful voice, but she wasn't proud of it. She remembered the hardships she had done just to achieve such notes to her range.
But something was off, from the past few weeks, Shiela suspected that someone was watching her. Every time she goes out or sneaks out to see her boyfriend, someone is tailing her, not a paparazzi, but a crazy fan.
"I have read from the fansite that you are smart, but I guessed right!"
Shiela felt something sharp from the back of her leg.
"H-hey, please don't do this."
"I just want to be close to you, I worked so hard for you to notice me. Yet you chose to ignore me..."
'This is ridiculous!' Shiela thought, she recognized her from every fan meet and at one of her concerts but she would never realize that the same person would put a knife on her.
"Why 'him'? I thought you were the type who wouldn't have any relationship?"
"I- I-- please... I beg you, don't do this..."
"You are my role model you know? And knowing you have gone this low, I'm disappointed..."
'Role model? Of course, I know that! But there could still be a way for me to convince this fan that I have my own needs too!'
"I'm a person too! I- I get hurt, I cry, and feel things too! So please--"
"You are right, you have feelings and have the right to express them... but there is one thing you are wrong"
The sudden pain from her leg made her shriek but was only muffled as the fan held her mouth with her hand.
"You're Erica, an idol, my role model..."
No... no, she- she-- this fan... this person is crazy!
"You're wrong..." Having a hard time standing on one leg, she tried to support herself, but as the fan held her arms, Shiela struggled.
"We just have to remove the devil that has been living inside you, and end this-- who this is right now."
Tears dripped again from her face. 'This is hell! I can't live like this anymore!'
There was only one thing in Shiela's mind, her best friend. She will be safe and no one will ever get close to her ever again, even her family. As she successfully broke free from the grasp of the crazy person, she stumbled and fell onto the railway.
The crowd gasped, not sure if it was the fact that a celebrity so well known was among them, or because she was in a place where it would be difficult to save her since the train the actress had been waiting for was now approaching.
With the lights becoming more blinding to Shiela, the crowd panics to save her. Shiela had nothing to do and just thought of the bitter life she had.
'So long my nightmare'
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Gasping, and curling to the side of the bed, she coughed from the saliva she had choked.
"My lady, good morning it's time for--" With the rough cough coming from the so-called lady, the maid hurriedly put the breakfast on a nearby table and hurried to the lady's side. With the glass in her hand, she handed it to her.
"Lady Francheska, are you alright?" Gulping from the cup, and clearing her voice.
"I- I'm alright..."
Wiping the sweat off from the lady's face "Are you sure? You're sweating a lot, my lady, perhaps breakfast will suffice your mood."
Grabbing the tray from the table, Shiela asked "W-what did you just call me?"
"My lady...?"
"No, my name..."
With a confused face, the maid showed a pitiful smile and then a genuine one.
"Lady Francheska!"
No way... there is no way, I could be that person now!
Gripping the sheets, she stood from her bed and to the vanity. Staring to the mirror, it was the same appearance to the antagonist...
She has become Francheska Del Von Hartpinjer, the cruel villainess of the novel, And will die by the guillotine!
Stumbling to the floor, the maid ran to her side and hugged her. The questions blocked her hearing from her surroundings, confused about what just happened to her life, her previous life.
With the force of the guards taking her, her mind went blank. now with a clear mind, she can hear.
Strangely remembering the words from her best friend from the novel, it was this part where the end was going to start.
"Francheska Del Von Hartpinjer, you are held responsible for the attempted killing of the crown prince."
'I am going to die...'