Nictophile

New Doors, Old knobs

Addilyne's POV 

With a first ray of sunlight on my face through the window of the taxi I was travelling wakes me and the only though in my brain is that today I close the door to the past, open the door to the future, take a deep breath, step on through and start a new chapter in my life.  

New starts are mostly painful, but Sammy had planned it all. He had bought me the most prettiest house, it had everything I needed. From the top to bottom it had all the that I would have always wanted.

Room by room I inspect the things Sammy placed for me. The house was not much but it was a lot. From the living room till the bedroom every room had pictures of the small but yet beautiful moments of my life, which he had captured secretly. My bedroom had all the clothes a girl would have ever needed. It had all the books I ever read and all the accessories I would have ever dreamed of. This was like a dream come true. 

I chill myself out and remember all the upside situations of my life and compare them with the present scenario. I was happy but the happiness also gave a pricking pain somewhere deep down.

Going through all the albums and picture books, Sammy had placed in different locations across the house I halt by as this one specific picture grabs all my attention.

It was the only photo that didn't have a face of me, instead it was a picture of both Sammy and me. A picture that kept me stuck.

I tore down the page and held it tightly in my hands and not knowing I fell asleep.

The new rays of sunshine hit my face through the see-through curtains of my living rooms. I woke up and this I knew was going to be my ride to paradise or even hell.

I dress quietly with light music humming in the background, dress by dress I tried on each one and with a soft smile I drove down the road in my pretty red mid length dress with black high boots and I let my hair open.

I was excited and the little did I know that my life was going to spin in circles just because of a car parking.

I park my beautiful car in the only parking I found and I took a final look at myself on the mirror of my car and I step outside to a bright future.

I step out swing my hair and hang my bag of my back as a car dash right in front of me and there comes the Devil of my life.

" Blind or not !! This is Blaze Parker's parking and you can not park your car " screams a boyish voice as he walks out of his car.

He looks at me as he walks out his car he comes closer to me " New student. Ah?  Welcome and sorry about earlier ." He says as he parks his car in an other empty spot, I stand amazed and Blazer stops on his way as he takes a look at me.

  There my friends starts the spice of my story cause this tall, handsome, sexy boy with black shiny messy hair and his blue Maserati was a thief, he saw me and stole my heart.  

Blaze Parker stole my heart and he open new doors with old knobs.