I am Rica — rich, famous, and can probably be called an IT girl in town. I have everything. Name it and I have it! Including the man I love with all my hypothalamus.
Way back then, Kevin was my childhood friend, sweetheart, my first crush, first boyfriend, and he’ll probably be the last. He was every girl’s desire when we were in high school. And as his girlfriend? What more could I ask for? I was loved by some and envied by many.
“Well…you are not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that…” I remembered how sincerely he uttered these words to me.
I believed in him!
But all these pleasures never seemed to be long lasting. “How could he make and break my heart?!” I said to myself.
“I had no choice. It really has to end.” I thought.
As Kevin turned the age of 21, something happened that we both never expected. It was this so called imprinting.
In this era of modernization and high use of technology, it’s something we couldn’t believe in. Imprinting is something that happened to Kevin and all his kins as they turn the age of 21. All those who have acquired this in their family aren’t supposed to tell anybody else that’s why Kevin didn’t have any idea about this.
Kevin did love me, I knew that! But when he saw Luisa, my cousin from abroad, whom I introduced to him way back, his love for me didn’t matter.
“I don’t know how it came to be. All I know is she’s my soul mate, my love at first sight! But I guess it’s more powerful than that…” My heart ached as I recalled how Kevin tried to explain to me what was happening.
I tried to recover from that nightmare of my life. I realized that I can’t always insist on the things that I wanted to happen.
Luisa was as rich as me, but not as popular though. But when she ‘owned’ Kevin, she was respected by many and they just love her!
The truth is, I envied her just as people envied me before. And honestly, it sucks to be feeling this feeling.
Years have passed before things became normal for Luisa and I. Forgetting and moving on to the next chapter of my life was the hardest – but I have to. We started communicating with each other. We tried doing ‘girl things’ to fill in the gap between the two of us. But when it comes to love life? I’d probably change the topic.
“How are you Rica? Do you have a boyfriend right now? You know what, you can share to me everything you’d want to share. I’m your cousin, remember? I’ll be right here for you.” Luisa said, trying to sound more comfortable with me now.
She’s right. She’s my cousin. I’d always remember that.
“Hey I forgot I had some paper works to do! What did you ask again? Sorry, I got lost of the conversation.” I said these as I tried my best to escape of her fearful questions. We still can’t elude the fact that I’m her boyfriend’s EX-girlfriend.
The worst moment is yet to come. Luisa came to the house with an envelope in her hands. I trembled as I saw the tie around the envelope which had a wooden two puzzle pieces at its end – they were shaped exactly for each other.
“I’m going to be married Rica. Will you be my bridesmaid?” Luisa excitedly said as she handed the invitation to me.
I silently read the bolded names written on the paper. “Kevin and Luisa.”
“Yes! Yes! I’d be glad to be your bridesmaid Luisa. Tell me if there’s anything that you needed. I’d be willing to help you out.”
I put on a brave face. I guess I’m too good at acting nowadays. I gave her a smile and hugged her tight.
I knew deep in my heart, the scars of my wound were slowly ripped open. I couldn’t bear the fact that they’re going to be married – my cousin and EX-boyfriend! And I’ll be their bridesmaid!
I’ve received the greatest insult one may give to me. Kevin is supposed to be mine now!
“I swear I’d vow revenge!” I said to myself with great anger.
Their wedding was scheduled on the end of the month and it would only be two weeks from now. I knew I had to brace myself for that.
Days have passed and everybody was excited and busy for Luisa’s wedding. Of course, I acted like the crowd who were gladly waiting for the biggest event of the year perhaps. I was a good actress right?
A day before the wedding, Luisa and I were together.
“Let’s have girls’ night-out tonight Luisa! It’s sort of a celebration before you enter the world of married life. Isn’t it gonna be great?” I happily asked her while we drank tea.
“Where would that be? I’d be very happy to have that party Rica! Thank you so much for doing this thing for me. I really love you. You’re the best!”
“You’re always welcome my dear cousin.”
The darkness fell and I knew it was now the time! We met at the house and she was on her best dress. She wore a cocktail dress while I wore jeans. I led her the way to where our girl friends were supposed to be waiting for us. The house was empty since the party wouldn’t need any servants and it was somewhat exclusive – really exclusive! I went through the library and pressed a button which flipped one shelf full of books.
Luisa was surprised and said, “I never knew there’s something like this in your house Rica. It’s amazing!”
We went through an elevator and we were heading downwards. When the elevator opened, we got out and Luisa saw the underground laboratory of the house.
“This is our underground lab of the house Luisa. Dad’s patients are usually brought here especially those who are needed to be examined. C’mon! They’re waiting for us inside.” I explained as we walked through the passageway. We stopped by a metallic door and beside it was a hand detector. I placed my hands on the detector and then the door suddenly opened.
Luisa was shocked. I can see it from her expression. She then said, “Wow! This is amazing!” She referred to the machine at the tip of the cerebrum. The room was called cerebrum. Inside, there was only a small hallway and its tip is a metallic chair and the machine she was amazed of. It was used to read and examine the brains of the patients. Beside the hallway was all black.
“Don’t be afraid to walk Luisa. The other lights were just turned off. It’s actually part of the surprise.” I explained to her.
“Okay then. I’ll be moving.” She said it without any doubts.
She walked straight and she was now nearer to the chair. She stopped but then I said, “Just continue walking. I’ll turn on the lights for you.”
Her left foot stepped on the dark part of the cerebrum and she was startled when she realized there was nothing to step on.
I rushed through the hallway and called her name. “Luisa?”
I heard a cry. She had her one arm clinging on the metal she once stepped in. I reached for her other arm. “Reach for my hand Luisa. C’mon!” She tried to reach my hand and she was fortunately successful.
I held on it and exclaimed, “Goodbye my dearest Luisa!” I let go of her hand. I turned back and all I heard was a loud cry.
It was a bloodless death. I was indeed successful.
I just asked to myself, “Will the bride ever come tomorrow?”
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