Your POVYou watched as the water turned red. You promised yourself you wouldn't do it again, that you were going to start over. Yet here you were, in the bathroom of your new apartment with a bloody knife on the edge of the sink as you watched your problems go down the drain.
"Why? Why do I have to be alone, why am I the one that got hurt and had to move? Why can't I be happy for once?" You murmured as your body slide down the wall and you cried.
It was only the second day of being in LA and things couldn't be any worse. Every job you found denied your applications, even the fast food place. Your car broke down on the side of the road and without the right amount of money you can't get it fixed. The apartment has plumbing problems and your next-door neighbor won't shut the hell up.
After the bleeding had slowed you wrapped your arms and cleaned up the mess you'd made.
Maybe one of these days I'll be able to end it. You think to yourself.
The clock on your nightstand read 2am and you had another interview at 10. You decided to try and get some sleep before then, even if you knew you would only get about 2 to 3 hours due to your insomnia.
After what felt like 30 minutes of sleep you woke up to the sound of someone yelling and a loud crash. Good thing whatever it was woke you up since you slept through your alarm and had 10 minutes to get ready and 20 to get there.
"Dammit" you said rolling out of bed and changing into...Something that hid your wrist.
On your way out of the apartment you saw a man leaving the apartment across the hall from you. He looked tired and frustrated but you didn't stop to talk. He went one way and you went the other, making your way across town on foot to get to your interview on time.
*at the office*"Hello I'm here to see Mr. Mitchum." you told the receptionist.
"Oh yes Miss (Y/L/N), please follow me to his office." I nodded and together we headed down the hall to the left.
"He's right in there, just knock and introduce yourself before going in." she said and left.
Knock knock
"Hello Mr. Mitchum, my name is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), I'm here for the 10'clock interview we scheduled." you said standing in the doorway.
"Ah, please come in. Have a seat Miss (Y/L/N) and let's begin. Let's see, your file says you're 23 years old, you recently moved from Texas. Previously worked for a law firm there...I just have a few questions." he started off.
*1 hour later* (insert Spongebob narrator voice here.)
"Welcome to the team Miss (Y/L/N), I hope to see you Monday morning here at the office." Mr. Mitchum said.
Finally things seemed to be looking up.
You started your walk back home, the sky grew dimmer and dimmer and you hoped it wouldn't rain before you get there. Not even halfway there the rain hit hard, you took off your pumps and started running though the rain to get home faster. You felt something pull you and a warmth suddenly hit you.
"It's not a great idea to run in the rain, ya know." a voice said from behind you.
You turned your neck to see the man from this morning. His strong arms were wrapped around your body, and you could feel his warmth and his heart beating in his chest. He had dark hair, half of it dyed blue, dark brown eyes, a strong chin, and a mesmerizing smile. You felt heat rise to your cheeks and you quickly looked away.
"C-could you l-let me g-go." you stuttered as his arms slowly removed themselves.
"Sorry." he said as you turned to face him.
"Why did you do that?" you asked still not looking at him.
"Well...I saw you running and decided to help out. I mean, I couldn't just let a lovely lady such as yourself run through the ran could I." he replied causing you to look up at him like he was crazy.
You saw something flash across his eyes when you looked up.
"Aren't you the girl from my apartment complex?" he asked.
"Y-yes." you said and now it was his turn to look at you like you were crazy.
"The complex is like 20 minutes away, did you walk all the way over here this morning?" he asked.
You slowly nodded as he pulled out an umbrella.
"Come on." he said pulling you by the hand to a black Bugatti VeyRon parked on the other side of the street.
"W-where are we going?" you asked.
"H-home." he replied sarcastically mocking your stutter.
"But I'll get your car wet!" you said not really wanting to get into his car.
"I have some towels from the gym you can sit on, now hurry."he said not giving you a choice.
You sat in silence until your mystery neighbor decided to break it.
"Why did you walk here instead of driving...um...."
"(Y/N)", you said telling him your name. "I didn't drive because my car broke down and I don't have money to get it fixed right now."
"Oh." was all he said.
"So...um..."
"Mark." he said.
"So, Mark? Was that you making all that noise yesterday and the same one making noise that woke me up?"you asked.
You turned to see his cheeks flush a bit as he scratched the back of his head.
"Y-yeah. Sorry about that my computer was being stupid this morning and I may have, sort of, well kind of...broke it." he replied a bit sheepishly.
You giggled under your breath, and Mark looked over to you.
"Hey...its not funny, I liked that computer.." he pouted like a little kid.
You couldn't help it, you busted out laughing until your sides hurt.
You caught Mark smiling at you out of the corner of you eye and stopped.
"What?" you asked
"Oh, um...nothing." he quickly replied looking back at the road.
Well that's weird, you thought.
After about 20 minutes you arrived at the complex. You unbuckled you seatbelt and reached for the door handle, but it opened before you could touch it.
"M'lady." Mark said in a British accent, lending you his hand to steady yourself as you got out of the car.
You rejected his weirdness and pushing his hand away stepped out closing the door.
"How rude!" he joked in that same stupid accent.
You rolled your eyes and ran inside where it was thankfully warm.
"Hey!" you heard a voice pant from behind you as the elevator door opened.
"What?" you asked.
"You left me!"
"So?" you said.
"I was so lonely?" he replied in a childish voice.
"Oh, shut up and get in the elevator already." you said as you stood in the corner shivering from the water that had soaked into your clothes.
"Right...sorry!" he said getting in and hitting the button for the fifth floor.
You stepped out and quickly ran to your door.
"Hey, (Y/N)!" Mark called from his apartment door.
"Yeah?" you asked.
" We should hang out sometime." he said smiling.
God why is his smile so beautiful!
"S-sure, I'd like that. Also try not to wake me up again." you teased as you walked into you apartment.
"It was nice meeting you!" Mark yelled as you door closed and you smiled.
That night, thoughts of Mark kept you up but you were happy about it.
Maybe LA won't be so bad, you thought as your thoughts finally let you sleep.Hi, so the first chapter is done.
I've never written anything like this before so each chapter for starters may be from a different view point. It might change later one.
I would really like someone advice, I love writing and have been wanting to try this type of story beforeSorry it isn't any good, I'm still getting the hang of thing.
If you have an advice or ideas please let me know, until next time
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