Charlie is trying to find herself again through a vacation. What would happen if she met the actor that her so-called best friend worships but she undeniably hates, but doesn't really recognize him because of some changes the actor, Gabriel Simoun, did to himself?


2. I See The Light

What?! Charlie thought. This is impossible! This is absurd. Out of the people who could have been stuck with me in this room, it's the-Gabriel-Simoun. Wow. Just wow.

"Are you okay?" Gabriel asked. 

"No I'm not!" Charlie leaned her back on the door and cupped her face in her palms. "Why don't you call your manager or someone that could get us out of here?" She asked impatiently.

"I left my phone in my dressing room."

Charlie sighed heavily.

"What about you call someone from the outside to get us out of here?" He sat beside her. Charlie instinctively slide away from Gabriel.

"I left it in my house." She asnwered weakly. Charlie started to breathe heavily.

"I'm sorry okay. I panicked. I didn't know where else to go." Gabriel told her. 

Charlie was silent.

"Hey, I said I'm sorry okay. You don't have to cry. We'll be out of here in no time. They'll be looking for me for sure."

"I'm. Freaking. Out! okay!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Whow, geez. Chill there lady." 

The truth is that Charlie has no posibility to chill in this kind of situation. She's claustrophobic. She's been in therapy for six years now, since that kidnapping incident when she was thirteen. Everytime she encounters small and dark spaces, she remembers how they locked her up in a box until she was rescued. She was in that box for three days. But now, she copes better that she did few years ago. She can somehow control her panic better now than before.

"What's taking them so long?" Gabriel broke the deafening silence of the room. Charlie didn't answer. 

Charlie began to feel dizzy and she felt that something was pressing against her chest causing her to breathe heavily. She attempted to stand up and started to shout for help again.

"It's no use. The door's too thick, they wouldn't hear us." Gabriel told her.

Charlie tried to support herself through leaning on the door. She put her hand on her chest feeling her heartbeat that was so fast that it stings every now and then. 

Gabriel seemed to start noticing that there's something wrong with his company. 

"Are you...okay?" He asked.

"I'm...I'm fine." Charlie said as she moves away. Gabriel went after her to stopped from going farther. She shrugged off his hand. 

"Don't touch me!" She exclaimed.

"What's your problem miss? I'm just trying to help you."

"I don't need your help." She insisted.

"You know...a lot of girls would literally kill to be trapped in a room with me" He said jokingly.

"I'm..I'm not like a lot..of girls...I...I..don't like you." she admitted.

Sure enough Gabriel, The-Gabriel-Simoun was caught off guard. This is the first time he encountered someone  actually said that a girl doesn't like him. He didn't expect any of it.

Silence filled the room once again. Gabriel hasn't spoken since Charlie's harsh confession. He remained seated by the door, hoping that they would be rescued soon. 

A sort of a 'bang' on the floor disrupted the silence. 

"Miss? Miss?" Gabriel called. No answer. He stood up and searched through the darkness to where Charlie could be.

"Miss?" He called once more. He heard a moan. He found Charlie on the floor. He immediately helped her up and carried her back by the door. He put her head on his lap. 

"Hey, wake-up. Don't lose your consciousness, please, stay with me." He patted her cold sweating cheeks lightly trying to keep her awake.

"Jesus. You're sweating like a pig!" He pulled Charlie's upper body up and held her close to his chest as he wiped her sweat. "What's happening to you?" He sounded worried. "I can't believe this is happening to me right now." He mumbled to himself.

Charlie remained unconsious for almost half an hour. It has been three hours since they've been trapped. Charlie was assited by Gabriel as she sat upright and leaned against the door.

"What happened to you?" Gabriel asked.

"I...I'm...Claustrophobic." She admitted. That practically explains everything.

"Oh." He couldn't actually say anything. 

"I really need to get out of here or else I wouldn't last long." Charlie said with a pleading voice.

Both of them don't have the clue why is there no one looking for them, why the crew men and Gabriel's manager didn't look for him or why Lisa didn't come back for Charlie. 

"Are you better now?" He asked again.

"Yeah, I think so." She gave a half smile in the dark. She then realized and couldn't believe that she was actually trapped in a room, not an island, with The-Gabriel-Simoun. What would Lisa say if she found out about this? She thought. 

"My friend, Lisa..." Charlie started. "She dragged me along. I didn't want to come here. No offense but I'm not your fan. But Lisa is, so....could you...I mean...after we get out here...could you sign a few autographs and could take a picture with her?" She asked bluntly. 

"Yeah, sure." he chuckled. "Wow. I think this is the first time that someone actually talked that frankly to me."

"Cause you actors have big heads and are so full of yourselves that's why you think eveybody likes you."

he chuckled again.

"I'm not trying to be funny." Charlie defended.

"I know, I'm sorry. This is just so surreal to me right now. I haven't talked normally to normal people in such a long time."

"Really?" he nodded. Then he remembered that she might wouldn't see him nod so he said yes.

"Then let's talk." Charlie proposed. 

"Nah. I can't talk personal stuff to a stranger." 

"Right. I'm Charlie." She grabbed his hand and shook it quickly. He giggled.

"You're not so bad after all." Charlie told him.

"Why? That's how bad you think I was?" his tone raised.

"Yup. I'm sorry I misjudged. Thanks for helping me a while ago anyway."

"No problem."

"Wait. Or are you just being nice to me so that I wouldn't end up spreading rumors about you being your true self?"

"And what would be that 'true self' of mine your reffering to?" he asked.

"You know...the narcissist, spoiled, mean actor?" 

"How could you think of  someone, whom you haven't even known, of being a bad person?" he chuckled.

"You know you chuckled to like every sentence I've said to you." Charlie sounded annoyed

"Like I said, I'm amazed how you are so frank to me and making me feel again like I'm a normal person."

"You are normal actually. Your'e just famous and recognized by millions of screaming fans world wide, but besides that, everything else about you is normal. You're still human, like me. Unless you were turned into an alien or a robot when you became famous?"

He laughed now. "I like how your mind plays with things. I like how broad and enormous your imagination and wisdom are. I think I haven't met a person like you yet."

"Are you playing me? Is this one of your games when you make a girl fall for you with your words? Cause you know, I don't fall for words."

"And you are a skeptic too. And no, I don't play games to make a girl fall for me for the sake of just having fun. I'm serious about relationships too, FYI."

"Right. Whatever. What time is it? Can you see your watch?"

"No, not really."

"Where's Lisa? She's supposed to come back here after she...."


"Nothing. Nevermind."

Charlie started to feel dizzy again. Gabriel took off his jacket and fanned it to Charlie as she layed down on his lap. Charlie was able to sleep. And after a while Gabriel slept too.

The vault-like door was pushed opened slowly. It woke Gabriel up. And when he realized that rescue has come, he woke Charlie and requested for paramedics to check her condition. And as promised, Gabriel signed privately Lisa's albums and posters of him. 

Chalie and Gabriel don't know if they would meet agai'n. But if they did, what will happen then?





































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