We passed out.
My hands were wrapped around Damian's dick, my head resting on his arm. I could hear his heartbeat. I leaned over to check my phone and it was 3:24AM. The house was so quiet, I assumed everyone left or everyone's passed out. I inhaled deeply, breathing in the cologne and alcohol smell from Damian's shirt, closing my eyes. Slowly, I get up and walk over to the balcony door and slide it open. My head hurts a little from the hangover, and I look up at the sky that's illuminated by the full moon and the cute little stars surrounding it. That second I smile and my headache fades. I feel my heart squeezing at the thought, the beautiful moon, the beautiful person, that it reminded me of. No. Snap out of it.
I breath in and breath out for a long moment, then I walk back to the bed and crawl in with Damian and his scent once again. I feel my hand and my chest throb again, like it would occasionally.
The sun comes up and I wake up to Damian. "Vani baby it's morning wake up its almost time for your shoot." I groan and pull myself up with my hands behind me propping my body up. "Babe my head hurts ughh."
"Why from the hangover or the mind-blowing head you gave me last night."
"Shut up whore, it's like every other time."
"Every time you don't fail to impress me my sexgodess, " he grinned looking down at me. I shoved him aside playfully and gathered my ripped dress together so people downstairs wouldn't see me half naked. We walked down the stairs to see Hannah in a huge T-shirt and a plate full of pancakes. I smirked at her while walking downstairs, "So I'm guessing things went well with your lovely Toby huh?"
"Maybee, shush Vanya I'll tell you all the deets later, " and she grabbed a plate full of pancakes and handed it to Damian. "Eat." She pulled me over and gave me a shirt and shorts. "Hey these are mine where'd you get it from?"I asked.
"I always come prepare just incase my wife gets railed by her kinky boyfriend and ends up ripping her dress."
"HAHAH I love you bitch."
"I know." And we all ate breakfast together laughing about what happened last night.
"Vanya you never told me you had such sexy friends, and that they were this good at giving head."
Hannah punched him in the arm, "BE QUIET TOBY, or it'll never happen again."
"Okay sorry your highness, my apologies, forgive me mommy." We all laughed in unison. Today was going to be a great day. Damian drops me off at home so I could get ready for my shoot. I shower and get dressed wearing a comfy crop top and sweats. I packed my makeup bag and headed to the car. I got into the shooting room and found lots of robes. I was going to love this shoot, I lived in robes. I was modeling for a top bath product brand, and I let the water drops on my shoulder glisten in the lighting, giving my best poses. We even got in a bathtub filled with bubble bath while I wore the cutest light green bikini. After about six hours, we were wrapping up. I was so satisfied with the pictures. I looked like a frisky, cute cupcake in the shots. "Thank you guys so much for making me look beautiful for the thundreth time! I love y'all."
"No thank YOU for being the most perfect model we've had!"
I got home to see Damian on my couch, watching Vampire Diaries for the billionth time. I absolutely loved that show. "Hey daddy, where's Hannah?"
"Hey mommy, she's still at Toby's man is literally in love with her."
"Aww I knew they'd be perfect together," making puppy dog eyes.
He looked at my body, then looked at my face, "Yea just like you and me."
I sat close to him with my arm around his chest and smiled. Yea... totally.
Twenty minutes passed and I got my books out to do some studying. I did it without trouble, I was practically born to do business. But, that wasn't the only thing I was born to do. I was born to sing. Singing has been my greatest love since I was three, that's one part of me that I will never leave. After I got in a really good place with my modeling career, working my way up to six figures, I planned on investing on my best dream. I had already released some music and it had quite a good reach, considering the media platform I created through modeling, but I wanted more. My first song was named Ephemeral. Ephemeral - lasting for a very short time. It was about how, everything in this world was only temporary. Ephemeral love, happiness, bliss. I cried writing that song.
I didn't cry anymore though, only for movies and books. I never cried for things that actually mattered. Ever. That ended in high school.
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Dead Heart
RomanceVanya had her heart numbed years ago, maybe it's still numb, maybe it's not. She knows heartbreak is dumb af, it'll all be meaningless some day.