Forever In My Heart

Part 1 I love this hallucinating

"Don't trust the brilliant idea unless it survives the hangover"

I saw that familiar quote written on the board in front of the club. And when I glanced upward, I was again greeted by a familiar club name - "Patio ". I had been working in this club for about 3 months. It looks suspiciously luxurious. The exterior of the club looks like Dubai 5 stars hotel. It has the vibe "do not even breathe around me if you don't have fucking enough money". The door is painted grey and blend well with the wall. Everyone who comes this club for the first time might have difficulty in finding those elite double doors because the whole building is painted with psycho arts including the door. Whenever the door is opened, the crazy lights inside the building try to cross their territory. The first and second floor is Bar&Club. The rest three floors is filled with rooms for customers' sexual needs. So it is not entirely nightclub. It is more like Hotel & Bar.

This is a place where billionaire and billionaire's useless independent kids waste their surplus money. And it is a place where fake bitches and gold diggers mooch around. This place is owned by a rich family and I don't really know about that family. It is none of my business.

You are wondering what do I do in this place? No, I'm not a stripper nor a gold digger. I worked as a bartender. It was pretty easy to get this job. I mean for me. You see, the owner of this club has a son called Jake or Drake? I don't remember. His friend, Nick, has a small crush on me. He is a typical blond guy with grey eyes. He is not very tall but he has got great fashion sense. I can say that his clothing style cover his lack of height.

May be he tried to impress by giving me this job which I don't really impress. Because he only wanted the attention of

" Oh! Look! He is the one who won that cold girl's heart"

"Is he the one who thaw the ice princess's heart?"

"Is he Snow's boyfriend?"

I don't really blame him. Almost all the boys want to be the one who open my heart. Not because I have pretty cool looks. But because of my well-known Frozen heart. But some people called me "heartless bitch". I don't really care about how other people described me. I am not born to impress them. But some people's eyes hold sympathy whenever I walked in like "she WAS really sweet girl". Besides, they are true.

I was nothing compare to this me when I was two years ago- while Caleb was here. I was sweet. If you marked my sweetness out of 10, you would give me 11. I was this sweet. Unfortunately all people were combined and mixed with different personalities.

Like ego+ love+ hate+ jealously+ kindness+ optimism + arrogance+ anger+ pessimism+ sadness+ intelligence+......= someone. Long story short , it means all people had positivity as well as negativity.

They are like ingredients to form a person. Of course, not all the people are the same. They only alter the portions of their ingredients. Some are born/formed with 70% ego. Some are formed with 45% kindness. Some people are formed with special ingredients like artistic skill, singing skill, acting skill and so on.

This is how I think of people. And I was born with 35%of sweetness and 35% of intelligence. Unfortunately or fortunately, I don't know; when Caleb left, I gave him my sweetness as a present. AND, NO! THIS IS NOT A FAREWELL PRESENT. So when sweetness swiped away, coldness took her place. This is how I known as "Ice Cold Girl".

Well! I haven't even introduced myself properly. My name is Snow Louis Stevenson. When you ask people describe "Snow" (not my name) with three words, most people will come up with "Pure, cold, Beautiful". Yes. Like my name I am beautiful, cold and once sweet. Plus smart.