Pleasure Over Business

Chapter 13

As I got in the car, I felt as if I tore my heart out. I was breathing hard, my head was pounding, and I couldn't think straight. Christian came out of the restaurant with his head down. He got in the car and a tear fall from his eye. Once again, the car ride was silent. We pulled up to the house and I walked out as soon as the car stopped.

"Hey, babygirl." Rose was in the kitchen cooking. I tried smiling, but all that I could express was my sadness. "My baby! What happened?" She tried to hug me, but I stopped her.

"Don't. I really don't want to break down now. Not here." I sobbed. She stepped back and nodded. I went upstairs and got my things. Before I walked out and after I got finished packing, I couldn't hold in the tear that was ready to fall. I whipped it away and turned around to see, Christian standing in the doorway. He looks a mess; his eyes are red, his hair is crazy, and his shirt was unbuttoned. But he still manages to pull off that gorgeous look of his.

"When will you be back?" He said in a hushed voice. I walk over to him and reach my hand up to his face and place a gently kiss against his lips. A tear dropped from my eye.

"Soon, I just need time." I whisper in his ear, before walking out. Rose is standing by the stairs with her arms folded. She walked up to me and hugged me. 

"Come back soon. I don't want to miss you too much." She smirked and I nodded as I walked out the door. I sat in the car and began to cry my eyes out. The tears were falling rapidly and it seems like there was no end to them. 

Why did I do this to myself? Was that even necessary? I picked up the phone and called Violet.

"Hel-"

"Violet, I'm coming over." I hung up, before she could say anything else. I'm driving way over the speed limit and I couldn't give two craps about it. The faster I get to Violet's house is the faster I can lay in bed and cry. Cop sirens began ringing behind me and I know it isn't for any other car.

"Just my luck." I mumbled to myself as I pulled over. The cop came to my window and I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

"You're Aaliyah Phillips...Christian Grey's girlfriend...Model...Best real-estate in the U.S....Right?" I thought he was going to have heart attack. I tried putting on a smile.

"Yes I am."

"Well, did you know you were way over the speed limit?" I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I haven't been having a good day. Am I going to get a ticket?"

"No, not today. You can probably get away with murder being as pretty as you are." He winked at me and walked away. It took every ounce in my body not to get out the car. After the cop car drove off, I remained at the speed I was at before. I made it to Violet's house; I got my suitcase and walked in.

"Violet?" I yelled. I always loved coming to Violet's house. Whenever I cam over, it felt like home. I've known Violet for years and I know that she has a lot of money from all of her modeling jobs. There were three flights of stairs. The staircase is made of glass so you could see through the kitchen on the first flight of stairs. In the living room there are white leather couches, a huge fireplace, and a flat screen tv. The tv was so huge, I didn't know tv's came that large. In the kitchen was marble everything. From the sink to the floors to even the faucet. It was like nothing I had ever seen before.

I felt dead as I walked up the stairs. When I got into the room where Violet is, I collapsed on the bed.

"Look what the cat dragged in." She giggled and I threw a pillow at her. "Ha ha, whats wrong honey?" She came closer to me and rubbed the top of my head.