Flux (H.S)

7 Hours before

Anastasia

Three months ago if someone were to tell me that I would be a college drop out and was to take over a multi-million record company as I am the heir of this company I would punch you in the face. But three months later and here I am sitting and playing tunes after tunes on this grand piano that used to be my father's. In his used to be office but now it is mine.

I just got off another stressful board meeting that was full of stuck up men and woman. They had no sense of humor at all. At one point one of the man had a coffee stain that looked like a kiss mark and I made a joke of  'Yeah finally getting it on!' or something like that and I was the only one who was dying of laughing while they just stared at me with stern looks. I got into trouble by my mother after.

I hated this. I hate that I'm doing something completely different from what I wanted to do. But I had no choice, I was given no other options by my mother. She hadn't let me grief following the loss of my father. She said that as a 'Dwan' nothing could bring me down and that we have to bounce back despite any tragedies or loss and for me that is utter shit. Why? well because she had forgotten that we are humans and as humans we have something known as a heart.

Or maybe is it just me that has a heart since hers is covered with ice. Her cold icy heart.

I'm actually going to question her parenting skills. Instead of trying to comfort her daughter over her loss of a father here she is pressuring her 21 year old daughter into a kind of life style that she does not even like!. For godsake she lost her own husband too.

My phone ring from where I threw it. I got up and took the call. Speaking of the devil. "Anastasia honey, I'm off to greece for a few days" With that I had enough "No" All she had been doing this past two months is spending money in all parts of the world with her friends."What?" She asks in disbelieve. "If you walk into that plane,oh so god help me.I will leave this office,I will and I won't even look back!" She kept quiet while I kept speaking.

"You did not give me any break nor guidance to this new lifestyle may I remind you,You had an experience as a business woman yourself and I don't and when I expected for your help you were too busy caring for your rich friends leaving your already lost daughter to a mess that she did not expect. And here you are telling me that you are set to fly to another country!."

"I will leave this company to the hands of the board of directors if you do not get yourself  here in a matter of an hour!" And with that all the rage in me left as I ended the phone call and threw my phone across the room. I took a few deep breaths before settling myself down on the couch.

"Miss dwan" I look to find my assistant. "Producer andrew wanted to talk to you of some things." And I nodded.

"Good afternoon miss dwan" I stood to shake his hands before again my tireless soul is consumed by business talks.

"Thank you for your time" He says as he got up after our meeting.I shook his hand with a smile. "I hope all goes well for the tour." I said before he left. 

"Miss dwan,Your mother is here" and with that my mother appear at the side of my assistant.
"Anastasia." She came to embrace me but I shrugged it off. "Sit" and she did. "I'm taking my well deserved break for a few days maybe  few weeks or a few months. I don't know but I'm sure as hell that I am to take my well deserved break,I need time to think,to have space." Well I said this she did not say anything.

"No you are not." She said after a few moments and my anger built inside of me again. "I'm sure as fuck I am,you left me in this mess. You're lucky I did not take drugs from the stress of this all. So you choose,I leave this all to your hands while I take my well deserved break or I leave it to the board of directors. "With that she kept quiet almost squirming in her own seat. With not a word said,the silence is my answer and with that I took my bag and began to exit the office.

"Anastasia Grace Dwan,don't you turn your back on me." But her threat only made me smirk.I never felt so free and so up there. "Try me." With that reply the office door closes with a bang. I let out a breath that I did not know I was holding. I then continued my way towards the elevator with every step I take,my smile only widens.

I step into the elevator. As the door of the office opened to reveal my mother who seemed in shock. The door of the elevator closes. I leaned on the walls of the elevator with a smile as I thought of the destination where I will be for the time of my break.

Amsterdam.

Yes. Amsterdam the place that my father love so deeply for. Its time for me to explore that city properly with no hungry photographers following me. Its time to find the reasons of why my father love that city so dearly and to relive prescious memories. 

I hug my coat tighter to my body as I tried to consume warmth under the cold london air. My cheffeur then opened the car door for me.

I was now at my own home as I packed my clothes and several important nessecities before making sure that I had my passport and my card purse in my handbag. "Anastasia" I heard the door shut behind her before I know it I was dragging my bag behind me towards the grand stairway.

"Don't you ever thinking of leaving,you ungrateful child!" Her shriek could be heard from all the way at the top of the stairway. "Get out of my way." I said as she tried to block the door." You are to say here you young lady. A dwan never leave or run from their problems!" And with that I let out a frustrated shout. "I'm fucking human! I have feelings,I have scars,I have flaws,I have a goddamn heart! and for godsake eversince I lost the only parent that cared for me which was my father you have been nothing but such a total bitch, you have never. I repeat never! been there so is it so much to ask for you to get off my way and let me breathe, Fuck it if I'm a dwan!I'm human and I deserve to breathe, to live."

"And I'm begging you to not keep me in your cages,your torture is too much to bear" And at her sudden shock I used that as my chance to leave the place despite her curses. "You weak,ungrateful child!" was the last thing I hear before the cheffeur close the door.

"Where to ma'am?"
"Heathrow airport"
and that's how my life changed.