Obsession

Chapter Two

I looked around trying to find out where I was. In the cave, there was a long river that glowed a bright emerald green, I stood up and followed the river, I was drawn to whatever was at the river's end. It's like... it was calling to me. At the end of the river, there stood five large arches, one being bigger than the rest. I ran my fingers along the bumpy sand-colored pillars. "What, is this?" I asked the silence. My voice echoed through the room. I slowly walked and examined the arches, as I stepped through the largest one the floor began to shake and pieces of the arches began to crumble. I looked around frantically and began to breath quickly. I sat up quickly looking around the room. I was in Valentine's living room. I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone it read 6:57, "Shit!" I shouted, throwing off my blankets and jumping off the couch I ran through the door quickly on my shoes and ran out. I sprinted to the metro station and jumped onto it just as the doors closed. "Shit, shit shit," I muttered scrolling through my email. When I found what I was looking for I clicked it quickly and scrolled through the jumble of words. I stopped as soon as I saw it 7:00 at 3234 West Eagles Road (the office.) "Damn it," I muttered. The buzzing of my phone snapped me out of my angry daze. I looked to see it was a call from River. I swiped up and put the phone to my ear. "Where the hell are you?" He barked. "Look I overslept-" he quickly cut me off "Haze is here," he said flatly. "What-" I cut myself off and looked at the time 7:02, "Look I'm almost there, can you stall for me," I begged. "I can NOT lose this opportunity," I said desperately. He let out a sigh. "Only because I know how much you want this," he said quietly. "Andrew and I will see what we can do," he reassured. "Thanks! I owe you one!" I exclaimed happily. "No problem," he said dryly before hanging up. As he did the metro doors opened. I sprinted out of them and ran towards the office. When I reached it I threw open the doors and raced up the stairs. I swung the door open so hard I almost threw it off the hinges. All three men stared in shock.

I breathed heavily and stared wide-eyed at the floor. "Char?" Andrew asked walking toward me. I straightened my posture and put on a big bright smile. "Hello Mr.Haze, It's a pleasure to meet you," I smiled extending my hand. He chuckled. "I'm flattered," he grinned. I was a bit taken aback by his gravelly voice but I hid my surprise with a smile. "Char," River whispered. "Yes?" I asked looking at him. "You're a hot mess," he remarked. "What-" I started "Did you look in a mirror before you left the house?" He asked looking me up and down. I Shot him a dirty look. "If you'll excuse me," I said walking toward the bathroom. I jumped and squealed when I saw my reflection. "What the hell?" I questioned looking at my dark circles and messy hair. I got to work, brushed through my curly hair, and slicked back the frizz into a bun. Afterward, I covered my dark circles and put a bit of blush on my face to avoid looking dead. I quickly changed into the clothes I packed in my bag the night before. "Fresh," I said to my reflection putting on some perfume before leaving. "Sorry about that," I apologize. "Don't sweat it," Mr.Haze reassured. I went a bit weak in my knees when he spoke. River pulled me back and whispered in my ear.

"What the hell Char, you've wanted this for god knows how long, and you 'oversleep'?" He whisper-shouted. I swatted him away and tugged my arm away from him. "It's a long story," I barked. I took a step toward Mr.Haze. "Sir, it is such a pleasure to meet you," I repeated with a big smile. He chuckled again. "Shall we head out and begin the interview?" He questioned. "Of course," I smiled heading toward the door. I could feel daggers piercing the back of my head. I shoot River an annoyed look. He shot me back a look when it hit me. "Oh," I said in a dull tone getting Haze's attention. "May River join us?" I asked in an unenthusiastic tone. Haze shot me a questioning look. "He's a photographer," I explained. "I suppose," he said in a confused tone. "I owe him one," I grumbled.