Inexplicable Attraction (Editing)

Inexplicable Attraction: 10

James.

i think im in love. the other day i took amanda out for a romantic piknick. i didnt know what to do, honestly the date made me more nervous than i had ever been. thats odd, i work with woman for a living, no one has ever caught my attention, especially not a client. but something about Amada screams innocent, maybe it was that she was a virgen when i met her. knowing i was her first, and only, makes me feel good.

well i hope im her only, she doesnt seem like the kind of girl that will have sex with just anyone, i feel special knowing i have seen her undressed. ive kissed her in her most sensitive parts. when i think about our night i dont just think we had sex, to me it seems more fitting to use the term 'made love'. i made love to her, i didnt just have sex with her. and its amazing to know what that feels like.

i need her, i want her. and im so glad i saw her the other day while i was in santa barbara. if i would of known i would see her, i would of dressed better, i would of bought her flowers, anything she wanted.

i sound like an obsessed love struck teenager. 

i dont even know what to think, ive never felt this way. pretty soon im going to leave this place. i have about a week left. ive already rented my apartment. its about nine hundred a month, its a single. just a bedroom, a small kitchen, a living room and a small bathroom. but thats all i need. not much else. once im settled in i can get a bigger apartment. but for now, im fine with having my tiny apartment because its mine. no body else can walk into my room and demand anything of me. i think i might be moving out today. im going to go talk to isabelle.

knowing her she is not going to take my news well, i make her the most money, profit is important to her.

Knock

Knock

Knock

"come in" i hear isabelles annoying voice through the door. i take a deep breath an enter.

she smiles upon seeing me, "Hello james, what can i help you with."

i smile weakly, "well you know my contract ended two year ago right."

she looks up at me now with a serious expression, "yes. i know. why?"

i look away from her terrifying stare. "i want to quit." i say, not really thinking about my word choice, i just want to get the message accross.

her brows come together in anger, she stares at me. i swear i can see little horns stiking out of her head. she stands up, dropping her chair to the floor on the process.

"YOU WHAT!!" she yells.

i gulp, but stand up as well, trying not to let her see my fear. "i... QUIT!"

she starts laughing hysterically, "you cant quit. you have no where to go. nothing to do.YOU... ARE... NOTHING"  

she sounds very angry but im determined to not back down. i wont let her intimidate me. "well thats it. i am something. and i am not going to stay here forever isabelle. im twenty three. i cannot be a prostitute my whole life. im going to be thirty eventually, what then!"

she smiles and touches my arm, "james i was planning on keeping you. your my favorite. you can stay for as long as you want. you dont have to leave. i want you here" she says with a pleading voice.

but by this time im annoyed. i doubt she'll keep me, i would be a loss of money, she and i both know that, and all she cares about is money. hell no is she going to keep me.

"no. thanks but sorry. im leaving today. goodbye isabelle" i say walking towards the door.

"NOOOO. you cant leave me. you cant leave. you have no other way of making money, you have nothing else in this life."