Sana works at a top hotel where she does boring work like taking people around and making sure everything is clean, with nothing ever exciting happening.
Tzuyu comes into the hotel for a trip. A nice calming vacation trip but no. Not when Sana fall...
Tzuyu stayed silent. Her hand griped her phone hard. "What about America?"
She looked at me sad. "Irene making another big dission without asking me!" She stood up.
I could feel the anger fill the room. Tzuyu started to pace. "Tzuyu it's ok"
"NO!" I immediately got up and put my arms around her waist so she could calm down. "Calm down"
"I'm so sorry for ever bringing you here. I'm dumb. You deserve so much better then this. If I say no then irenes career will be ruined. Unless she gets someone else to do it but there is no one else. Lisa could've did it until she broke her nose...I could quit. Quit. I should quit."
"Quit your job?!" She nodded frantically. "Look I'm already rich. We could actually spend time together"
"Tzuyu...your huge in that industry."
Tzuyu
So what if I was huge. So what if my face was on every magazine. So what if I had men and woman who would die for me.
"Sana. I don't really care. I've been sick. Sick of everything. Work has killed me. Killed the person I could've been"
I looked out the big window of the small apartment I was staying at. This week I had probably about a hundred shoots. For huge companies to.
I couldn't eat much. I had to wake up wicked early everyday and I had to make sure I could make every shoot look great. Fashion shows were big recently. I had to go to the gym a lot this week with my trainer.
I felt my stomach drop. I ran to the toilet and puked up nothing. I had nothing in me. Jennie ran to me and held my hair back. How could she ever do this.
I'd only been at this for a year and it was already killing me. I was so skinny. Jennie started to pat my back. "I'll tell Irene your sick" I shook my head. "No it's ok" Jennie looked worried. "Hey I've taken days off..you can too"
"This is the biggest time of the year. I have to" the money was everything. I made so much with every shoot and show I could doing anything.
Just a few more years and I could really have a lot. My stomach dropped again. That was the first time I missed a week. A week I couldn't get out of this horrible cycle. I cried and cried. I had to stay alone in America for that time. Irene lost so much money. Are relationship took months to recover. She didn't care because of how much I made her loose.
"I don't what to do" I held Sana and cried for hours. I was lost. I needed to get moving but I didn't want to. I felt safe right here in sanas arms. Whenever I'd travel for a big event I'd get so sick. Recently I haven't been in a good cycle so now with this it would be like that week. And If I just quit Irene would be devastated.
"If it's that bad then quit. I'll be here" quit.
"I just need time to think" ———-
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