Jennie is 25 she's struggling to keep up with her two jobs. she's an orphan and she has a 2 year old daughter named Angel, her ex boyfriend left her when she was pregnant. She's also a great painter.
Lisa is 28 she's a billionaire. She has hotels, c...
"Irene?! These come in today where am I going to put them?" I asked her, I was holding papers that indicates which box has which painting.
"All those go into the storage room, except that one" she pointed to the biggest box. Why not?
"That box is empty" she said, why would keep empty boxes. This doesn't make any sense. I just didn't pay attention to this none sense and just went with Irene's instructions.
"Why is it empty though?" She shrugged her shoulder and told that the new owner needs that box for a new painting she's looking for.
"We don't know what she's talking about, we just do what she says" she finished, I helped her around the place putting stuff where they're supposed to be and just went with our day.
You're probably wondering if I accepted Bambam's offer, well it's been almost a week and I haven't answered nor called him. I'm still thinking about it.
And Lisa, well, she hasn't called, yet. Which is very sad, but oh well I shouldn't get my hopes up for nothing, she's getting married for fuck's sake.
Lisa's POV
That girl, Jennie. She's been occupying my mind for the longest period, I don't know why everytime I see her I get the worst headaches ever. Like my brain is trying to show me something that was long gone, something that I lost. A memory maybe.
When I tried to add her number on my phone I saw I already had it registered, I went through the texts and I saw that I contacted her for a painting job? She had to paint a portait of me, but why isn't there any painting in my house. She couldn't finish the job? What is it that happened for her not finish that painting.
My thoughts were interrupted by non other than my fiancé Diana. Oh no not again,
"Darling, why you still looking at that name on your phone?" She asked, why does she have to be so noisy.
"It's nothing, just something that has to do with the new art gallery I bought" I said, I noticed everytime she enters a room my feet will immediately work on their own and leave. I grabbed my jacket and I left, I didn't know where I was going. Until I found myself in front of an apartment building.
"Lisa? Is that you?" An old man with a creepy smile walked to me, how does her even know my name.
"If you're looking for Jennie and Angel, they moved out to another house. They dont live here" why would I unconsciously drive to Jennie's old apartment building, there must be a reason for this.
"And who are you mister?"
"I'm the landlord, we met before. You used to come around often to take them out but lately you disappeared and Jennie moved out" what? Really? I used to hangout with Jennie, it must be the accident. Something happened that's why I can't remember her.
If this guy knows then Bambam must know as well. But, if he does why wouldn't he say anything to me. If he knew about her, why not tell me and let me find her and try to retrieve my lost memories. Maybe she'll have answers for me.
I sighed and just called the art gallery, I asked them if the new paintings have arrived and if the empty box was ready. They said everything was just like I want. I don't know why I wanted an empty box, they're usually used to preserve paintings and keep them safe from being stolen or destroyed.
I didn't have a painting but for some reason I needed that empty box, for some reason I wanted to have a painting preserved inside of it. For some odd reason I wanted her to paint me and have that preserved, at my house maybe.
Tomorrow I'll call her and see what she thinks about all this.
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