BITTEN (PAUSED)

Shower Rule

Song Recommendation: Pray For Me - The Weeknd

Scarlett's POV:

There was a loud ringing noise, awakening me from my sleep.

I rolled to my side, before turning off the alarm on my phone. I slowly grabbed my phone, opening it and checking the time.

5:00 AM

I groaned slightly, before getting off of my bed. I made my way to the walk in closet, before grabbing the clothes I needed. I grabbed a long sleeved cropped gym shirt, with a pair of grey camo leggings. I topped the outfit off with a pair of nike socks and nike blazers.

I grabbed my cold ice filled water bottle from the fridge, grabbing my phone and headphones with me. I quickly left my apartment, before locking it with my key.

I ran my way to the nearby gym, walking in and going to my normal area for stretches. After my stretches, I went onto the machines, doing my normal routine I do every day.

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I opened my apartment door, before shutting it behind me. I placed my keys and water onto the kitchen island, before taking off my shoes and tossing them into my living room. I made my way into the bathroom as I grabbed a towel.

I stripped of my clothes, before stepping into the shower. The boiling water rolled down my body, as it quickly steamed up the bathroom mirror, creating a hot aura in the bathroom.

I clumped the shampoo into my hands, before massaging my head, letting the soapy foam cover my head. I gently scrubbed my head, relaxing and reliving myself.

I love showers.

I thought about last night, and why I even went to the club in the first place. I needed a release. I get a new boss next week, and god I hated that.

What are they like? Are they a girl? Are they hot? I mean, its my boss. Even if they were hot, I couldn't do anything with them.

And even worse, I have to learn to trust my new boss. My current boss i've known for years, she was more like my best friend than my boss. And trusting people is hard for me, I've always been that way.

Im the type of person to watch who i'm friends with, and who I talk to, even who I sleep with. To always keep my guard up, and to be very careful who I trust.

When I was in highschool, I didn't have many friends, and with that I was bullied. I had no one to help me, or protect me. I was completely alone, and I hated every second of it. I learned not to trust anyone, to just mind my business, to never let anyone know who you are. And thats exactly what I did.

The only reason i'm where I am today, is because of my body. If It wasn't for my body, I would probably be at a university back in my hometown, with still no friends.

Modeling has changed my life, and god I loved it. Every second of it. The photoshoots, the traveling, the designer clothes, agencies reaching out to you, and of course, fashion week. Modeling made me who I am as a person, and I would give my life to modeling.

But with a new boss, your whole prospective can change. My boss was like my coach, and if I hate my coach, I might just quit. Quitting would set me back to square one, I wouldn't model, and my life would become a depression pit. And I can't go back there.

I didn't even realize it, but I felt tears slowly falling out of my eyes. I quickly wiped them, before getting out of the shower.

If you want to cry, do it in the shower, then get out and leave the feelings behind in the shower. It was like a rule, like something I live by. Almost, as a way of life.

I wrapped the towel around my head, leaving my bathroom and going into my walk in closet. I pulled out a brown long sleeve sweater and a pair of black leggings, as I topped the outfit off with a pair of nike socks and my platform uggs.

I grabbed my car keys and apartment keys off the kitchen island, shoving them into my pocket. I made my way out of the apartment once again, shutting and locking the door behind me.

I stepped inside my car, starting it and pulling out of the garage. I made my way to the nearby coffee shop, waiting for my friend to text me that shes there.

A few moments later, I pulled into the parking lot. I parked my car, before getting out and shutting the door. I quickly stepped inside of the coffee shop, instantly met with the warm air compared to the cold New York city wind.

"Hi Scarlett, I haven't seen you since last week. What have you been up to?" My best friend, Hazel, asks me. Hazel is also a model, and has been my best friend since i've gotten into this industry.

"Nothing much, how have you been? Ive missed you" I say, giving her a big warm hug, stepping away a few moments later.

"Good, my boss has me working my ass off, you know how it is. Fashion week is coming up, so everyones a little busy" She says, handing me the coffee I usually get.

"Yeah, I get it. I get my new boss next week, so I haven't been that busy recently." I say, taking a sip of my coffee as we sit down at a booth.

"Ooo, are you getting a new designer?" She asks me, causing me to nod my head in response.

I could feel someones eyes on me, as I examine the room to find the person. After a moment, I see a blonde haired women looking at me. I raise my brow in confusion, looking back at the women. Her blueish grey eyes stared into mine, before they turned..red, for a second?

I looked back to Hazel, trying to divert my attention back to what we were talking about.

"You okay?" She asks me, furrowing her brows at me.

"Yeah, just thinking" I reply, taking another sip of my coffee.

A/N: 2nd chapter donee. I hope you guys like this story so far. I know its going a bit slow, but trust the process. I hope you enjoy this one too :)