Yayo ~ Isaac Garcia

Chapter 33

Today was the day—the sun was shining, birds were singing in the trees, and the summer wind tousled my hair gently. It was finally the day of the theatre play. To say I was nervous would be the biggest understatement of the year, but after attending countless Broadway shows, I felt confident in my role.

As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, Isaac appeared behind me and enveloped me in a warm hug. "Stop overthinking,"he whispered gently. "If anyone's going to mess up, it won't be you. And trust me, it won't be me either, especially after you've punched everything into my head in every free second." His words brought a smile to my face, easing some of the tension building up inside me.

I leaned into his embrace, feeling the comforting warmth of his presence. "Thanks, Isaac," I replied, feeling a sense of reassurance wash over me. "I needed that."

He grinned down at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Anytime, babe," he said playfully, giving me a quick squeeze before releasing me. "Now let's go show them what we're made of."

With Isaac by my side, I felt a surge of confidence. Together, we would conquer the stage and bring our characters to life in the most spectacular way possible.

As we made our way to the theater, the excitement and anticipation bubbled within me. I glanced at Isaac, his easy confidence contagious. He reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers, and gave me a reassuring smile.

Inside the theater, the air was alive with energy. The cast and crew buzzed around, putting the final touches on the set and costumes. I caught glimpses of familiar faces and exchanged nervous yet excited glances with my fellow actors.

Isaac and I took our places backstage, ready to step into our roles as Benedick and Beatrice. As the curtain rose, I felt a surge of adrenaline course through me. This was it—the moment we had been preparing for.

The stage came to life with vibrant energy as we delivered our lines and brought Shakespeare's timeless words to life. With each scene, I felt myself sinking deeper into the character of Beatrice, drawing strength from Isaac's presence beside me.

As the moment for our kissing scene approached, the world around us seemed to fade away. All I could focus on was Isaac, standing before me, his eyes locked on mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

With the stage set and our lines delivered, the tension between us crackled like electricity. And then, as if drawn together by an invisible force, our lips met in a tender yet passionate kiss. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the moment, the outside world melting away into a blur of colors and sensations.

In that fleeting instant, there was only Isaac and me, our hearts beating as one. Every touch, every caress, spoke volumes without the need for words. And as we finally pulled away, breathless and exhilarated, the applause of the audience washed over us like a wave, breaking the spell and bringing us back to reality.

But even as we returned to the bustling chaos of backstage, the memory of that kiss lingered, imprinting itself on my mind and heart. With Isaac by my side, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would always find our way back to each other, our love guiding us through every twist and turn of our journey together.

As the final act approached, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Together, Isaac and I had poured our hearts and souls into our performances, and now we stood on the brink of something truly magical.