the model

well deserved misery

To the photoshoot, mew was looking upon a set of clothes to a hanger with no expression.
The photographer looked to him then the make up artist, she shrugged.
Before he could go to him, another told him gulf was on the phone.
Signing a bit, he then grabbed the cell, he's back to mew to roll his eyes.
"Mr. Fentrir....."
Mew straightened up at that name, to slightly turn his head to the side to listen in..
"Listen, I know you said for, what is it, the last week you have been very sick, but if it's this bad, maybe you need to go to the hospital and...."
Mews ears perked up then he shook his head to go back to what he was doing.
He's not sick, well not in that way.
"Okay.....I understand, also since I have you, can you reconsider getting more modeling work and......mm..... Okay I understand..... You are done with that....."
Mews eyes widen a bit.
So.... The rumors are true.... He quit being a model to go back to his pervious job.....
Mew then took a deep breathe to shake his head again.
Not your problem!
To his apartment, gulf laid to his couch to nod with his hand over his eyes.
"Yes, I'm sure, I don't want to do it anymore, just got to be to much...... I'll try to get better soon to come back......"
Gulf then hung up the phone to place his hand to the side to then let it drop through his fingers, he turned to wrap his arms about himself to keep his eyes shut to take deep breaths.
Hearing his phone go off again, he then turned abuptly to grab it to eye, he shook his head when the id came up with his ex's name.
"Why do you keep fucking calling me!"
Taking the battery out, he then turned back to his previous position, to curl up a bit.
He was in a world of hurt and misery, yet he knew he deserved it.
Sighing, he heard his front door.
Damnit! Who could that be!
Getting up, he then went to the door with his head hung to then open.
"Gulf?"
Gulfs eyes widen to then look up at his sister, he then made a face, he forgot sure was coming, he signed to then mine to the side to hang his head again.
She looked to him, to then eye his apartment, it was filthy.
"Mm, you've really..... Um.... How is your roommate dealing with this clutter?"
Gulf flexed his jaw.
"I.... Don't have a roommate...... Not.... Anymore....I.... Screwed that up...."
Her eyes widen to then step in to then close the door, to wrap her arm around Gulfs shoulder to take him to the couch.
"Okay gulf, what is going on? You have never ever let any of the places you've lived in go to this..... And..... I'm guessing from what you just said, this "roommate" was something more?"
Gulf took a very deep breathe to shrug her arm off, she titled her head to eye intentally.
"I...... Don't deserve to be.... Comforted and..... Your right.....I was..... With..... And..... My ex came back.....I allowed something that shouldn't have happened and..... Everything that is coming my way.....I fully deserve."
She made a face to then place her arms to his body to hug him and tightly.
"Gulf, everyone makes mistakes, you just need to atone for yours, that's all, did you..... Really love this roommate of yours?"
Gulf moved his head foward to dart his eyes.
"I..... Honestly......."
He then brought his arms up to grip her back, to then cry on her shoulder, his sister held him close.
After awhile, the two cleaned the place, for her to then make them something to eat, to be in there current position at the table to consume.
She looked up to see gulfs head hung to have his hand to his face to look at his food but barely ate anything.
"Gulf....I really hate seeing you like this."
Gulf shrugged.
"Well..... Is this, breakup..... The reason why you quit modeling?"
Gulf furrowed his brow, to sign.
"Mom..... And dad told you that didn't they?"
She made a face.
"Yes they did."
Gulf rolled his eyes.
"Doesn't matter the reason, I'm done, shouldn't have done it in the first place, shouldn't have gotten into a relationship with another model, shouldn't have let my ex do what he did! I'm just a....."
He then looked to his hand, to eye his sister's that was over his.
"Gulf..... Gulf..... Gulf...... Everyone makes mistakes, that's why we are human. From how you are acting, I can see your pain and.....I believe you still have feelings for him don't you?"
Gulf took his hand back, to place both to his lap to look to them.
"Rather I..... Do or don't..... It's over.....I...... Need to move on..... They need to move on..... There young..... It'll be easy for them...."
His sister raised an eye brow..
"How young are they?"
Gulf made a face.
"Mm....20...."
Her eyes widen, sure knew that agency there was only one 20 year old working there.
"Oh..... You were dating mew suptra?"
Gulf closed his his eyes to twitch a bit.
She eyed his deamonor, to look down.
"Sorry......I didn't mean to make you more upset."
He shrugged.
"Does it matter.....I deserve it."
She signed to look to him.
"Gulf, no one deserves to be in this much pain."
Gulf then got up with his dish to then take it to the kitchen, she turned her head to then get up to follow.
"Gulf you didn't eat."
He placed the dish in the sink to place his hands to the counter to eye it.
"I'm.... Not really hungry, I know you just flew in but......I want to be alone....."
She made a face to then go to him to wrap her arms about.
"I'll be here for a little bit, I'll come to check on you soon, also.... You need to take a shower, mm, gulf I love you, please take care of yourself. Remember no one deserves to be in extreme amount of pain. Things will get better."
Gulf signed.
She hugged him tightly to then leave.
Gulf turned his head to then go to his fridge, to grab a bottle to eye, he was going to have a liquid dinner, again.
Turning with it in his mouth, he then went back to the couch to consume, to close his eyes to let the tears fall once more.