Space

chapter 1

THREE YEARS EARLIER

Is it true that a part of my life is dying and disappearing in this flames? I can't do anything but watch my father painfully scratching the smoky window pane. I am so sorry dad I am only 19. A bad man in a very influencing demeanour is standing next to me and Corey with a fucking pistle on her head. Our little monkey's head will be blown to the window if I save you. 

A woman comes and sneaks both of us in her black convertible. I'm still thinking about Corey's disturbed state. He saw dad die mercilessly and didn't shed a tear. The blonde woman with very interesting distracting blue eyes pulls my chin up. I think her eyes twinkled but it must be the flame from the fire. 

'You will go out, away from Prains to a Astoria. You will forget about this and the only thing you will remember is that your father died but you don't know why. Have a good life Courtney.'

How could she say that? Or maybe that's what we will do. That is exactly what happened.

 THREE YEARS LATER

Whoever told my twenties would be a fucking dream. Well that theory is wrong in may unpaid ways. I am currently looking a very huge unpaid electricity bill and the kitchen is currently a burned smoke out. I thought I told Corey to watch the lasgna. I ran upstairs and burge in her room like my life depends on it. She is sitting at her office chair playing video games when she turns.

'Is dinner ready'

Is she serious right now?

'I thought I told you to watch the lasagna'

'I was and then I actually forgot'

'Well guess what we're having for dinner'

'Pizza?'

'Your stupidity!'

I walk out with the same energy I walked in with. Maybe I should take her to boarding school.

'At least pay for the Wifi'

She's lucky the doorbell rang because I would have flown their faster than her brain. I open the door and a tall man in a black suit is standing with box of pizza in his golden watch right hand. His eyes are the most chaotically beautiful pair of grey eyes. His cologne is now filling the room together with his ultimate perfect body. 

'Pizza'

His voice goes to many depths of the many lairs a woman has to her self control.

'We we umm,'

'Are you okay love?'

Geez that voice. He raises his foot possibly to get in but then hesitates.  He bites his lip lightly and sucks in a deep breath. I cross my legs because my stomach did that thing .

'Make a choice love pizza or the thing your lookin at on my trouser'.

 Shit he caught me looking at his crotch. I look at his eyes again and slam the door shut right to his gloriously chiseled face. I turn and take deep breath away from he sexual tension. Wait, I didn't even pay for the pizza. I open the door and only his cologne is left. Maybe it's an offer. I close the door still thinking of his eyes .

'Corey pizza'

'If that's your idea to get me outside of the room and wash the dishes NOT GONNA HAPPEN KID!'

I open the box and stand by the fan to get the aroma working. Within seconds I hear footsteps and she swoops the pizza out of my hand.

'Yes we won!!!!!I'm gonna be a fucking royalty'

It's just pizza for crying out loud.