SECOND CHANCE AT MISERY? OR LOVE?

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I got ready and everything. I was waiting for that guy to come and pick me up, but he was late. A text popped up on my screen. It was from my dad.
On The Phone:
I'm sending the guy to pick you up, he is late. He'll be there soon.
Yeah. Cool.
(*END*)

I don't give a fuck about him. He hates me and so do I. I don't care about him. Just like he doesn't. I'm sure he is upto something. But what? Why would he also call Elias. There's something going on. Did Elias tell him about our fight? Or did James do something? I'm so fucked up right now. I want clear my head. But of course I cannot. I can't even go for a walk right now. I need some fresh air. Or I'll never stop thinking about that all. Suddenly my doorbell rang. Finally Nathaniel was there. I'm happy. He is kinda my good friend. He has always been the one to drop and pick me from everywhere. He is a nice guy.
"Hey nat. What took you so long? How are you doing?" I asked.
"Hello ma'am. I'm good. Well i was sent late from there. That's the reason." He said.
"Don't you dare call me that. How many time should I tell you that?" I asked.
"Sorry Bella." He said.
"Good. Now, let's go." I said.
He nodded. And then I gave him my hand and then we walked to the car. And then we drove to the airport and finally we sat on that jet and it started to fly. I could see everything from the window. The sky was full of stars. It was a starry night. Looking perfect. But the dark sky reminds me of myself. Atleast it has stars to light up, but I don't have anyone to light up my fucked up world. It's just I'm alone running from everyone in my life. My friends, family, past of course. I don't understand what to do. I'm so fucked up. All I can think is my dad reacting towards our friendship. Which once was. Not anymore. He'd hate me more. I could just predict what's going to happen. I'll be screwed up. My dad's reputation will be gone. He'd just not love me. I do not want to repeat my past. It was the biggest mistake of my life. And i know that but what could I do know? Suddenly Nat called me and asked, "what are you thinking Bella? You okay?"
"Hm- yeah I'm good." I said.
"Okay.''
I kept thinking of what to do. I was so scared. Finally we reached there. Nat took me to the hotel and then he asked me to change my clothes fast and be ready. He took me to do the closet and showed me dress and said that I could choose any of those. He then left the room. I opened the closed door, I was so surprised. The dresses were so lovely. I couldn't believe that it was real. Fuck. So pretty. The most prettiest was the black dress. It had the most prettiest pattern. It had that elegant and sexy vibe. The lace was so pretty. It had a little embroidery. It was mini dress and I fucking loved it. It had everything i wanted. It was just so pretty. I should, instead of thinking all this I should definitely wear it. I'm wasting my time. I am supposed to get ready fast. I wore that dress and did my hair. I left it open because I have wolf cut. It was looking pretty. I was looking good. I thought of going to saloon but the best option for me was do it on my own. Finally I decided to do it on my own. I put some lipstick and a little eye makeup. And I am done with everything. Oh! wait. Shoes. That's remaining and also perfume. I decided to go with channel and heels. I'm not got at walking on high heels. I'd better wear a normal one. Or I'll get myself embarassed. Like always. It's in my blood. I'm made for getting embarassed. Finally, I am ready. I called Nat in and asked him if something was up missing. He said yes and removing a box from his pocket, which was of purple colour with a bow on it, he hand it over to me. He said," I think it'll look pretty. You should wear this. Just so you know it was given by your dad." I opened the box and fuck. I was just inn shock. My jaw dropped after seeing it. It was a pretty bracelet. It had a sign of eternity on it. I was so chuffed by seeing it. It amazed me. I loved it so much that I couldn't resist myself from wearing it.
I finally reached at the location. Paris indeed is pretty. It was so pretty. I could feel the vibe of it. Aesthetic. Vintage. Pretty.
I entered in the room. Fuck. It was pretty from the inside too. Then I saw someone I wished to not see them. Elias. He was only there. I mean, his girlfriend Carol was not there.

I really do hope this night goes well.
I. HOPE. I'LL. SURVIVE.

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