Lights, Cameras, Love

Chapter 6. | A Fresh Breeze

Another day. Another 24 hours to breathe and make choices that could be the last choice we could ever make. Yet we still go on and make dumb decisions that will never leave a dent on this planet, but again, there are 7 billion people among me, among you, among us all.

We try our best to make a change or even have people remember us thousands of years later, but the cold truth is that it would never actually happen. Imagine you are dead for 3 days and no one knows, it wouldn't be because you didn't do enough but it would be because no one cares enough.

No matter what you do once you are gone, the world will not come to an abrupt stop in its orbit because you are gone. At the end of the day, you are just 1 single person out of billions and billions and billions of others. The world will continue moving and some will even go unaffected. The majority of those humans will go unaffected actually.

This morning, I somehow managed to drag myself from under my nice comforter and to the spacious bathroom. The walk to the bathroom was rather dreadful due to my hangover which I would respectfully count as my worst hangover ever. My head is still pounding when I reach the cold marble tile floors. I nearly become an ice block but I continue my trip to the shower. I turn the shiny silver knob to a warm temperature and water comes rushing out of the shower head. I step into the glass-surrounded area and water trickles down my body.

The water reaches my skin waking up all my nerves that were once stuck in a deep sleep, I begin lathering soap on every inch of my skin making sure not to leave out any creases on my body. Today is my off day and typically my off days are pretty boring so I take my precious time taking care of the skin that doesn't get nearly this much attention during the weekdays. I take one final rinse of water and turn the silver knob once again, turning the water off before stepping out onto the soft mat laid right in front of the exit of the shower. The once warm water has turned cold now. I grab the pastel pink towel hanging on a rack and dry my body before wrapping it around me and walking to the sink where a big wide mirror is mounted on the wall.

I look at my damp hair, a few short strands curling up into soft coils. I stare at the face that I once fell in love with when I was younger, but that feeling drifted far away from my current shore. I look down at my beauty supplies scattered across the counter letting out a disappointed sigh that I let it get so messy. Of course, I wasn't going to clean it up right at this moment but I'm going to get one last use of my makeup today before organizing it back to their homes. I start with my hair, drying it until it was full of more volume than I wanted, I grab my flat iron and press that on my hair until my hair is compressed tightly.

I do my usual light makeup routine finishing with a setting spray and before I change out of my towel I place my scattered makeup back into a much more organized state rather than its hectic look. After I'm done placing my final product away I walk back to my bedroom picking out a tennis skirt and a tight-fitting top with only one strap on my right shoulder. I grab my phone off of my bed and touch the screen to display 10 missed calls from Gracie, 2 texts from Amelia, and one text from Theo.

Wait...Theo? I didn't put Theo's number in my phone?? Unless Theo put it in there last night, and now that I think of it that is such a Theo move. He's always very straightforward and confident in whatever he does. I decide to call Gracie back first because obviously, 10 calls not attended to seemed a bit more serious than the other 3 texts unread. I click the notifications and press the phone to my ear waiting for the ringing sound to fade into Gracie's much more soothing voice. But as soon as the ringing faded out Gracie's voice kicked in like ringing but 10 times worse.

"Victoria mother fucking Smith" she says her voice sounds strained but I can tell she's trying to yell. I pull the phone off my ear and put it on speaker because I enjoy my life of hearing without a busted ear drum believe it or not. I plop down on the bed and hold my phone just a few inches away from me. "Good morning to you too Gracie" I rub my temple because apparently, I did something. "I couldn't find you last night" she says her voice full of pure rage and almost disappointment, "Well yea I couldn't find me either if you asked me, I don't remember a thing". "I guess this information will do you some good too huh?" she says much quiet this time, I let out a sigh signaling her to continue "I was looking for you and I was frantic so I talked to some people and brought you up and they told me that they saw you with a dude that long story short it's fucking Theo."

She pauses before speaking again "Yes I do need all the tea you have available" I shake my head with relief "I will give it all". "But after that I got more people to talk and they said he helped you to the car which meant I was ditched by my best friend, so then I had to go with none other than Apollo which by the way you still need to fuck" Gracie continues telling me her story but I start to smell food cooking. It smelt like what Theo and my dad made for me and my mom while we were visiting the beach house, my dad loved joining us every once and a while at the house. He always made a special meal and tried to teach Theo every time. Dad and mom were best friends when we were younger and I like to think they still are but we all knew that was fake now.

"Hey Gracie, I'm gonna have to call you later" I cut her off from her rant about how rude Apollo was but was only generous enough because she was my best friend, she agrees and I hang up only after reminding her that I love her. I open the door and the aroma grows more intense, I walk to the kitchen and I feel like I'm back at the beach house. Just like when I was younger mom was sitting on the couch watching god knows what and my heart falls to my literal ass. Theo is standing in grey sweatpants and a Yale sweatshirt even though we all know he didn't go to Yale. He's making what smells like pancakes and dad is cutting up butter for some reason? I don't really know the boys always cook for us.

Mom turns around and sees me "Honey, I'm sorry for barging in like this but we need to talk to you." she glances at Theo "well he doesn't but me and your father do" she says with one of her gleaming smiles like she's implying something but I decide not to catch on. "Come sit" I listen and plop down on the soft couch and so does dad but Theo stays in his place making pancakes that are already making me drool. "So me and your dad were thinking you should get away for a week? you know at the beach house when you were younger?" I look at dad and he has a hopeful smile too "we know you are working on the movie but we also know you film near the house very soon so it would be better if you just put off the hotel and stayed with us?" the memories come flooding back. I missed the water and my family and it would be nice to not be alone for a while.

I suck in a breath and smile "Alright, I'm in" moms arms wrap around me tightly "Oh I'm so excited" she releases me and looks back at Theo who was looking at me the whole time "And you can come too Theo, just like the old times" he brings his eyes to mom "Of course, I would love to come Mrs. Smith" moms turns back to me "Well we should get going now" and with that, she jumps up and blows me a kiss and walks out the door, dad of course followed behind. I look at Theo "Hey I don't remember much last night but did they turn back into besties or what..." I let out a laugh and he cracks a dimpled smile, shaking his head.

"Alright the food is here when you're ready but for now I'm going to head home" he places a towel down and grabs his keys and phone. I get up and walk toward the door he was opening and he takes a good look at me and hugs me tightly placing a faint kiss on my head before releasing me. "See you soon kid" and just as soon as he came here he was gone. Talking of how quick he got here...how in the hell did he get here?

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thank you for reading this chapter, I know it was a bit delayed but I just was not sure how I wanted this chapter to go. So if you stayed you're a fucking G. Anyways have a good week, love you.

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