Beauty & The Millionaire

Chapter Two

"I don't think you could ever feel all the love I have give, and I'm sure you never realized you've been my will to live."

-- Stephanie Schiavone 

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Troy

This morning I couldn't find Beauty anywhere. I thought she'd escape without saying anything. Man I should have known that letting a stranger in your house can be dangerous. Why does life always harm me down?

I went into the kitchen and first thing I saw was a bowl of oatmeal, cut corn and an apple that was shaded yellow. The cut corn and apple were on a thin white plate next to the bowl of oatmeal and so was a filled up orange juice that was in a short glass cup.

I didn't understand any of this until I saw a note tape on the fridge. I walk to the fridge and took off the tape. Reading the neat cursive handwriting.

Dear Ryan,

I went out to work earlier. I was going to tell you but if my boss see me come late, she'll fire me. I made some breakfast for you. Stay healthy!

Sincerely,

Belle

Finishing the note; I place it in the garbage. My throat was dry and my stomach was growling. I was late for college today. I guess I'll have to go tomorrow but go to basketball practice around 3 PM.

I wasn't in the mood to eat a healthy breakfast. As a matter of fact, I'm never in the mood to eat healthy food. Ever since I was a little boy, my parents would always force me to eat spinach but I always had to pretended I was allergic to it and and fake an illness.

The food didn't look that bad. I guess I can eat it, since it looks like a pretty short meal. I have no choice but to eat it since I want to keep that body I have been working for, for the past years. Going to the gym 24/7 is a lot of work Not once have I wanted to take a break.

Now that I'm finally in good shape I guess I should stay healthy. Girls like muscular guys.

I sat down on the wooden chair where Belle was sitting from yesterday. Normally I would eat in the kitchen except for the dinning room.

When I was done eat; I wash the bowl, plate and cup. My phone suddenly vibrate. I look down at my phone and saw 4 messages.

I went into the living room and sat on the couch. I lifted up my two legs on the furniture. Ready to read my text messages.

Samantha: Hey bae, you haven't call me since we last hook up. Call me back.

Nathaniel: Yo my boy, Troy, party tonight at my house. Bring ya girl.

Veronica: Are you feeling sick today? Maybe you should stop by my room in the hospital. I can make you feel better.

Jonathan: Check out what Carolyn posted on Instagram. Her ass tho...

I started to text everyone back.

Troy: See you in about 10 minutes Sammie. Can't wait to toss you in my wealthy arms.