For a night Stand

That feeling...

AN: picture on lunatic.com

Danielle POV
I wake up with the feeling that something was wrong.
It was not the fact that I was gonna be behind my schedule for the day, but one of those stress that tighten your chest and make it unable for you to smile or think.

I will probably have my period I thought while touching my breast to have a confirmation , but deep down inside I knew that I was lying to myself.

I took a quick shower, pick up my clothes on my way back to my room and dropped them on the basket next to the door.

Need to do the laundry, I said as a mental note to myself.

I tiptoe to my dresser (as a way to not get the floor too wet) , and start to look for a clothe to wear. After picturing in my head how I will look like in some of the outfits, I finally choose a lavender strapless jumpsuit thinking that the color will boost my mood.

After putting the clothe on, I walked to the other side of the room to another closet to get a pair of shoes.

I don't know why but I hate the fact my shoes are mixed with clothes, that's why I keep them in separate places.

I chose a flat sandals because I was not feeling heels.
After cleaning the room, I took my bag and walked to the kitchen. I could not eat because of that feeling, so for the first time I made some coffee.

I really don't know why people drink coffee, it's addictive, a drug. I made a light one and open the fridge to look for milk.

I haven't eat home for so long that my fridge was almost totally empty. I found the bottle and pour me some.

After putting three spoon of sugar, I tasted it. Is it me or this thing taste gross. I waited for it to get cold and drink it in one shot.

That was disgusting, I thought. Taking my car keys on the key holder, I locked my door, and get in the car.

It was 8 and Paul should already be at the office. I called the office, connect my phone to the car Bluetooth, and put the address in the GPS.

"Dr Desher office, Paul speaking how may I help you?"

"Hi Paul, can you please try to clear my schedule for this morning. I have something that came up and I can't be at the office not until 10" I requested.

" Your father have already told me that this morning. It's clear until lunch time, so you just have the afternoon part , which mean 10 people on the schedule."
"Thank you Paul" I said with relief, "you are a life savior. I'll see you after lunch."

"Good morning, I am Dr Desher. I am here to see Mr..."

I can't believe I don't know the name of the lawyer.

The receptionist was just staring at me with an exaggerate smile.
She is so not a morning person, I thought.

"Mr Green's lawyer. I have an appointment with them this morning"
Right after saying those words, that same stressful feeling tighten my chest again, but this time harder. I want to throw up, I thought.

"Oh sure! Take the elevator right behind you. He is on the fifth floor. He is the only lawyer in the building" said the receptionist this time probably happy to get ride of me this early morning.

" Thank you" I murmured before walking to the direction that she pointed few seconds before.

His office was basically the only one in the entire floor. Not that I am not use to spacious places, but it's a lawyer's office for Christ sake. There was a kind of conference room made of glass, a medium size room that looks like the secretary office, one of the most comfortable waiting room I've never seen, and finally the big office, which was also made in glass but tinted.

The secretary was certainly waiting for me because I didn't even wait too long and she told me that both men are on their way. I sat in the waiting room and turn on the flat screen tv that was on the wall, not that I wanted to watch tv, but I was a little anxious for no reason. I needed a distraction.

Bored of being seated for probably 10 minutes, I started to look around. The furniture in one side of the room were black and small blue pillows were on them. There was a sofa with the same motif but on each side, there was a little bookshelf that look like trees.
This was more for kids, I thought.
On the other side, there was white decoration and the wall was full of a lot of painting, more like abstract art.

"Holly sh*" I said loudly after recognizing one of the painting, " that thing cost money."

"It sure did" said a voice behind me.

There is a type of voice after hearing them, can't be forgotten. There are impacts that the most insignificant things can make, which can't be Changeable. I became livid. This voice is still in my head saying " you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," and that same voice...

My chest became tighter than it has already been. My ears were buzzing, and it became hard for me to breath. Is the air-conditioning of? Are the windows close?

I turned around and next thing I felt was two arms carrying me, and that face... The kind of face that once you have seen it, it can't be disremembered. And that kind of face was on my mind.
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