A Shining Love

Chapter 1

It was a warm summer night and I was in a cab heading home from work. I had been in the studio since early that morning shooting pictures for the new Guess summer outfit collection. I have been a model since I was 17 and I am now 22. I love doing it everyday but have had some big bumps along the road. I do different kinds of modeling, from makeup to clothing to handbags. It was everything I could've dreamed of. 

"Is this your place?" The cab driver asked.

"Yeah thanks." I got out of the cab, handed him the money, and went up to the door. This wasn't even my house, it was my boyfriend's. Me and David have been dating for about a year and a half, and we've been living together for three months. I couldn't have a better boyfriend than him. He's been with me through thick and thin.

Before I opened the door my phone buzzed with a notification. My last photo I posted got over a million likes. It wasn't even anything interesting, it was just a selfie of me. But then again, I did look really good in it. My highlights looked great, my green eyes were sparkling, and I looked tanner then I usually do. It's amazing what good lighting can do to a picture.

I put away my phone and got out my keys to open the door. When I did, I saw a whole bunch of clothes on the floor including a trashy thong that wasn't mine. I ran up stairs, stormed into the bedroom, and saw something so dispicable. David was having sex with my friend Sarah who called in sick today. 

"Oh my god! David, get off of that slut!" I screamed.

"Hey!" Sarah yelled.

"No you don't get a say in this! You knew he was my boyfriend yet you still slept with him. So now you are considered a slut." I said with tears forming in my eyes.

"Babe what are you doing here?" David asked.

"Hm, what am I doing here? Well maybe it's because I live here and I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend.  What are you doing in bed with Sarah? No wait, don't tell me; you're cheating on me."

"Let me explain..." he started.

"No! Sarah get the hell out of here and David get your balls in your pants." Sarah got dressed and so did David. Then I kicked Sarah out of the house and slammed the door behind her. Tears were starting to form and Lord knows that I was going to burst out crying right then and there.

"How could you do this! Do I mean nothing to you? Or do you think that you can just toss me to the side and come back to me whenever you want, 'cause you're wrong. I am the best thing you're ever going to have. Who was there for you when you got fired? And who was there for you when your mom was in that car accident? I mean what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that it's been a little hard for me with you wanting to wait for marriage before we have sex."

"WHAT!" 

"Yeah, before you came along I was allowed to do it but now it's like I'm being punished."

"You know what," I started before I stormed into the bedroom. When I got there I locked the door and started packing up my clothes. Nothing else was mine because David said he didn't have any room for my stuff. Now that I think about it, David was a huge jerk. So once I finished packing I started to trash his room. I smashed his mirror, destroyed his nightstand and broke his bed in half. After that I stormed out of the room and left the house without another word. When I got outside I started to cry. And cried some more. He was my longest boyfriend and I didn't know where to go. But then I thought about my friend Kierra. She is my best friend and a model as well. So I decided to call her up.

"Hay Faith, what's up?" she asked.

"David cheated on me, is it alright if I stay with you untill I find a place?"

"Oh my god of course. I'll come by in two minutes."

"Thank you so much." I said before I hung up. 

I didn't want to be here so I walked a block towards the neighborhood entrance. Then Kierra pulled up in her red convertable. I got in the car and we drove off to her house. Kierra's house was a nice simple one story home with a pool in the back yard. It just shows that not all models have super fancy, expensive houses.

"Please make yourself at home and you can stay here for as long as you need." she said.

"Thank you, and please don't feel like you have to make me feel better."

"If you don't want me to then I won't. Do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"Do you have any cake or sangria?"

"I have both."

"Great I'll have a big slice of cake and a BIG glass of sangria."

"Ok I'll get that right away." She got us those things and we sat on the couch and watched some Disney movies. It felt like the old times and it made me feel a little bit better. At around midnight, I became tired and went to bed in Kierra's guest bedroom. It was nice, it had a full size bed, a big dresser and a small flat screen T.V. The walls were painted a nice pink color and pretty shimering lights were hanging around the room. It seemed like a tumblr room. 

I went on my phone to check my email. When I looked, I saw that I got an email from my boss saying that she booked a job for me tomorrow and it was an underware shoot for some company. I really didn't want to go but the only way I'll get over David was to move on. Soon after that David texted me saying that he needed me and how he missed me. At first I didn't want to answer him but then I decided to say something that would help me. I said...

"When I first met you I saw a life with you. I saw us growing old together and raising our children and grand children. But apparently your ignorance killed this dream all because you got tired of playing with yourself and wanted to be with someone. And with Sarah of all people. You knew that I was jealous of her, but you still went and did what you did. And by the way I was never waiting for marriage. I was waiting to make sure that you were the right guy for me. So keep that in your head while you go and fuck yourself. I hope you have a miserable life."

I sent the text and blocked his number right after so he wouldn't text me again. Then I turned off my phone and turned off the lights. I was hoping Sarah wasn't going to be there tomorrow. If she was she better pray that I don't see her or I swear to god I will go so ballistic on her. I didn't know when I would be able to trust again.