Beauty and drugs|| 15+ NSFW

Tragic

I sat down and listened to the boring conversation about how mr. Johnson lost his "young" and "beautiful" wife to a tragic accident which by the way wasn't that tragic, she basically divorced him because he was playing video games all the time and they never had sex. I mean come on, not even once in a while? Mr, Johnson I would divorce you too if I were to be your unlucky wife. Hearing other people talk about their problems wasn't helping me at all, weren't group therapy supposed to help? I kept asking myself. After a good forty minutes of this torture, I was finally allowed to leave, what a relief because I truly hated that place and I still do til this day. I ran to the elevator as a kind looking man was holding the doors open for me by putting his leg between the golden doors, I could barely see his face but I noticed his muscular arms and his brown and curly hair. The elevator had white marble walls, a red carpet, a silver handrail, and some buttons and let's not forget about the creepy elevator music, whoop whoop. I entered the elevator and obviously thanked him for his kindness because he basically sacrificed his leg for me. I pressed my finger against a small glass panel and then pressed on a button to the first floor. The doors slid shut and the elevator went to the first floor without stopping. I swear that I'm not addicted to sex but like I would love to have sex in an elevator, just imagine their hand moving all over your body, to your inner thigh, rounded curve of the ass and to your panties. You know, some things are better left unsaid which I generally realize right after I have said them. Leaving the elevator was such a great feeling to be honest, it makes me feel empowered for some reason. As I was walking towards my car, I noticed Isaac. He looked so confused and lost, almost like a lost child. Isaac was suddenly walking towards me with his phone in is hand,
"E-Emily!"
I tilted my head to the side as my heart started beating really fast,
"Y-Yes?"
His eyes, his lips, and his spirit all at once smiled at me as he walked closer to me,
"Emily Wilson. I was looking for you"
"Why?"
"I was wondering if you knew a good place to eat, me and my girlfriend are going out for dinner tonight but I'm really bad at planning"
I could feel my heart shatter as I was almost forcing out my words, trying to not cry.
I quietly thought to myself,
"his girlfriend must be really gorgeous huh?".
I then proceed to answer his question,
-" Hmm...How about an Italian restaurant?"
-"What do they serve?".
I sarcastically answered,
-"Uhh I don't know...Italian food?".
I mean I wasn't technically wrong, it's called an Italian restaurant for a reason.
I felt guilty for sounding so rude but then again, I was kind of jealous but it was hard for me to admit, especially because he was in a relationship with that stupid girl I just found out about. He walked closer to me and laughed a little, "Could you possibly give me your number? Just in case I get lost". What do you expect from a silly girl like me? Of course I gave him my number. I typed in my number and saved it for him as I looked down and giggled a little,
"My number!? Isaac Wood, you are a full grown man". He patted me on the shoulder and walked towards his car, "Full grown men need some help too sometimes". He waved goodbye as he said his last words, "We really need to hang out one day! I'll text you tonight".