Commitment Issues. |CENTRAL CEE.

"Je M'appelle Wejdene."

flashing lights... faint screams of such familiar-high status names...'Keep that pose.' 'You look great!!' Such sayings, Such acts.. seemed to a newbie like me to be quite overwhelming.

I immediately walked onto the red carpet.. smiling.

"Hailey!! Keep that pose, You look amazing!!" I heard making me direct all my attention to the girl who i hadn't seen in what seemed to be forever, the girl who i talked to over the phone all the time to not having any contact with.

It quite literally crushed me seeing her so happy. Its like after all this time... did you ever think to call? Or was modeling too important? Was it your mother who stopped our contact? Or was it the fact that you became too well known?

I had so many questions to ask her, but not enough time. Per se.

"Wejdene!! You look beautiful!!" I received from a photographer, as i exited my thoughts with a flash of the camera.

She stood there... glistening with no diamonds or jewels. Smiling without not a single tooth Being visible. Standing her ground whilst showing not much or any care in the world, actually. Is this what they called the model attitude?

She seemed to occupy my whole mind right now, and I just couldn't get her off. It just was mind-blowing, thats all.

'You better stunt when you get on that red carpet too.' Aliza's words replayed constantly in my head. And that's exactly what i'll do.

I stood in front of one photographer as i swung my hair to the side, sliding my scrunchie off letting my hair flow, as i fluffed it. Staring into the camera, I showed all seriousness.

"Ouu that stare, fiery!!" another photographer said, getting shots after shots. As i continued on I received the majority attention across all of the photographers, grasping the attention of the girl i once called my personal angel in human form.

"Who is this fine beauty??!" A photographer spoke to its fellow colleague.

"Je M'appelle Wejdene" I spoke, voice enriched.

With the sound of my voice,  we connected eyes.
i could see her look of surprise, her look of confusion, and lastly... her feeling of weakness. How could she let a newbie easily take the attention she worked to get for years? That should hurt her pride. And i sensed that it did. It crumbled it like bread... and all she was left with was breadcrumbs. How pitiful.

'I had no friends in such a game like this. I had no one i believed i could truly trust in the beginning.' Cench's words lingered in my head. And even if we were not in communication at the moment, i had a trust in his words, in his experiences.

I smirked at her, walking off the red carpet, seeing an open table by the stage. It would've been nice if there was no tension between us, but sometimes god does things in ways that you'll never understand to benefit you and your situation in the end... so why question?

Uomo Born in Roma was all i smelled as a presence presented itself in front of me. The Valentino Cologne and some sort of Runtz was all i smelled. At A Gala?

Runtz and Valentino Cologne....Cench's Specialty. I looked up seeing the individual I expected exactly.

He looked different, he seemed more to himself, his stare even more excruciatingly beautiful.

He wore all black, with a black rose in his upper suit pocket. Everything about him was beautiful, but in the most manly way if possible to be described.

"Well, Well." i looked up at him smirking as i spoke with no overall emotion. His momentary glance had landed on me, and with the seconds that went by his energy spoke all of the words, without any verbalization.

His vibe shifted as he presented me with a smile which made me frown. Why are you smiling at me? I looked away nervously, shifting my attention to a random model on the red carpet.

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i saw how i made her nervous. With just one look i wiped her little smirk away, but deep down inside i knew she only reacted this way as she was already hurt. and as horrible i felt making my princess confused or being in any pain... I felt like the lost little boy from many years ago. confused myself and lost on how to empower my hidden emotions. The scariest part about it was... i didn't want to end up portraying this image for so long and for those emotions which are now hidden to become lost.

She sparkled my whole world. She made the calm sea tides roughen. She was the rainbow after the rain but in a way she was also the rain. She was also the inner child in many when we'd hope of finding the pot if we followed the rainbow to its end. I know i might sound crazy.. but she really made my imagination brighten and my outlook on the world shift, but with the rainbows, there's rain, and with rain, there's a possibility of thunderstorms... even flooding.