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Layla Carson is a part time photographer for her aunt, that's was not Layla's passion and she half assed it most of the time. Her aunt was rude, snobby and picked on Layla for everything she did...
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Zafar
I was having a bad day, everybody knew that. My mother had tried to contact me from the prison, how she managed to get my number again pissed me off. Usually, I get a call from the prison telling me that I had a call request from an inmate, which I always refuse but this time she managed to call me from an actual phone—hearing her voice sent me into a spiral and I felt an amplified feeling of hatred within me.
I was angry that she even had the gall to call me, I went to the gym to cool off. I couldn't seem to shake the anger, everyone in the gym was avoiding me like a plague and it was shitty how so many people assumed I was a bad guy.
I wasn't a bad guy, I just had issues and they were way too distrusting. My anger was a huge issue, I could never keep it hidden and I always hurt people it was in my nature. It was in my DNA to hurt and destroy, like my mother and like my father.
"Zafar!" I looked over, I relaxed when I saw Eric—Yes I stopped calling him manager, I looked over and saw a pretty terrified little girl.
"Eric? What are you doing here?" I asked, stopping and looking at him.
"You have a photoshoot at 1:30." He said, I looked at the clock and noticed it was already 12:30 which meant I had to run back to my apartment.
"Fudge Nugget." I said, I watched Eric give me a weird look and I pointed to the kid.
"Oh sorry, this is Daysha her mother couldn't pick her up until after her appointment at the doctor's." Eric said, I nodded and kneeled in front of her.
"Hello Daysha, my name's Zafar. I love your dress." I said, holding out my hand she was shy but shook it.
"She doesn't talk, we took her to the doctors but they told me it's a personal preference even after all the tests they did." Eric said, I nodded, guessing she just didn't want to speak.
"Oh, she'll speak one day and you'll be missing the silence." I said with a chuckle which caused him to roll his eyes.
"Don't miss this shoot or they'll have my head, move it." Eric said, I laughed and went to change.
I was in my car and driving down the roads pretty fast, it was raining pretty hard and it sucked. I managed to get home and get a change of clothes, but I was lost because it turns out my GPS is broken and it gave me the wrong turn. I sighed and parked, I was pretty pissed off because this was the last thing I needed with the company breathing down my neck.
After getting off the phone with Eric, I hid the steering wheel and turned on the engine. I was driving too fast and decided to slow down but I didn't notice the light purple car pulling away from its parking spot until I crashed into hard sending it flying into the telephone pole. It hit really hard, I heard a scream and a whimper when I got out of the car as the rain fell.
