The unexpected audition

Part 14

" Sara !"

"Sara !"

" Sara breathe." Leon had finally caught up to me in the kitchen and had been coaching me on my breathing

"Clear the kitchen please"

Lena spoke to one of the kitchen staff

"We are kind of busy miss"

one of the sou chefs spoke

"Please now" Lena spoke to one of the chefs

"I've got this". Liam spoke as head chef

"everyone take a break some of you start serving desserts" he spoke to the other cooks

"you guys have about 2 minutes that fine ?"

"perfect thank you" Faiyza spoke with Liam who didn't question my distarous state and the three people helping me through it .

"Sara honey what is going on ?"

Lena spoke now that the kitchen was semi empty

"Leon had gone into the fridge grabbed a slice of lemon and gave it to me

"Suck it"

"huh ?" Fayiza and Lena looked at him confused

"just do it " he had the practically put it towards my lips and I had tasted the sourness, cringed but ultimately the sour had stopped whatever had been happening to me which I assumed was a panic attack

Lena had grabbed some water and soon my breathing had somewhat gone normal, I had been sitting on the kitchen floor with three eyes filed with worry staring into me.

I had stood up but was urged to sit once more.

"We need some answers please." Fayiza spooke softly while rubbing my hand I had began tearing up a bit and angerly wiped my tears I had been tried of the state I was constantly in.

I had been tired of feeling like this

I had been tried of playing dress up and most importantly .

I had been sucked into this whole thing tonight .

"You know what screw this."

I had stood up taking the ring off and putting it on the counter and to everyone's surprise I took my heels off and rushed to the exit door

" Sara wait"

"No actually I won't this, all of this is the matter, I can't any longer".

I wiped my tears furiously

"There is no way I'm going to pretend this is normal because it's not I saw someone die under that very Christmas tree, I saw someone die in this very house a freaking Christmas party is being hosted in."

I started crying even harder.

"We're all sitting here watching me pretend to be her, like she didn't pass away two days ago. Putting aside reality for a bit and playing this character with writing classes, dressing up, dating rich jerks, traveling internationally, and attending fashion shows, was fun, but now I'm tired and clearly not doing well, so it's no longer fun ."

Having stopped shouting and looking up instead of my feet, I glanced at the clearly hurt and shocked supposed friends of mines faces and had no choice but to swallow a hard lump and leave abruptly, escaping from a night that I could categorize as far beyond anything I could ever imagine.

I got into a car and after what seemed like hours, I got out another hour before reaching my house and walked home sweating, vowing to never return there again.