Chained to Mr. Billionaire

SWEET NEW ADVICES

"I'm lost on a road. Don't know which way to go. I'm losing my mind, Losing control of the wheel nd I'm swerving on and off the road"
- Lost (Gorilla Zoe)

I groaned at the pain in my head like someone is drilling my brain. The clock keep on alarming for maybe about an hour already or so. I rubbed my eyes and squinted at the sunlight that glares at me through the window. I rolled over to my side to turn of the alarm when it only dawns to me. Eight ten in the morning. Twenty minutes before the bus leaves for California. Shit! I'm gonna be late.

"Oh no." I jolted up and made my way to the closet. Grabbing a black sundress that I first found on the wardrobe closet and a pair of undies before running through the bathroom of my apartment. Carrying the pair of clothes that I haven't really thought about it deeply. Stripping off my stinky dress and underwear off of my body before pulling the new ones on as quickly as I could. The only thing I regret was how my mind seemed to jumble up and how I were still somewhat distracted. I still feel this annoying sensation into my stomach and into my heart.

I swear if I missed the bus, Andre will fire me and this is good bye job permanently. Staying up late last night wasn't the best part. I should've rest home and I would be in time for today. But what happened is the opposite. Repeating the past itself on how I almost had been sent home on my first day. Better yet, I had done something horrible. Something that I would be dreading about.

Sending Ryder of myself in a middle finger and then a series of messages that I would do anything he doesn't want me to do. The little sharing that Miles and I have, how I had gotten to know Miles' past and how he had dealt with it. The answer was obvious. He's strong enough and he made it through the pain and hardship at that time that he had faced. Unlike me who does the opposite. Ignoring every texts and calls from my family.

At that thought made me just want to face palm myself but I don't have any time for that. Staring at myself in the mirror did not work to see my makeup all over my face, my hair entangled. I looked like a witch. The only thing I hadn't remember was how I had gotten home in whole pieces and who had gotten me out of the bathroom when I was throwing up over and over. I feel like life have left my body but I still pushed myself to stand up and work. Just like I should be doing. The only thing I remembered was how he just only told me how Miles' cousin died and nothing more. Not that I wanted to think about deeply at the moment.

I sighed and immediately rinse my face with water and soap. Brushing my teeth after I clean my face then combed my hair to tie it in a bun. I didn't have time to look myself very presentable and so does makeup. So I only did a nude lip gloss and then grabbed a pair of sunglasses that is resting on my desk. In attempt to hide the bags under my eyes and the hungover that I feel. Slipping a pair of white sandals and grabbed a pair of earrings, keys, and my bag that I used yesterday as I didn't have time to change it anymore.

Much to my frustration, the bag that I wore yesterday was a red sling-bag and I'm currently wearing a black sundress. Meaning, It doesn't even match my whole outfit. This trouble would only lead me into mocking myself in front of people and possibly ruins my points into the competition which will put my career in line. With that thought, I quickly moved to my closet and grab the white handbag. Tossing all of the contents in it before I putted my earrings on and rushed out of my apartment. Double checking the lock before I ran for my dear life. The traffic in the street as I got out of the building didn't do anything good.

I glanced back into my watch. Ten minutes. I rolled my eyes and just dashed through the Cartropollin Agency. Pushing back to the people who were walking through the pavement. It is incredibly not a walking distance at all but I don't really have a choice at the moment. I swear today is not the best for me either. When would it be then? As much as I wanted to remember what had happened fully yesterday, it only reminded me  of how I had seen those blue eyes, I felt like it was him.