TRAPPED | Trent Alexander Arnold

Chapter 11 - Done and dusted

COSMOPOLITAN: England's leading perfume brand, SCENTSATIONAL, back in the markets after 9 long years.

FORBES: British business mogul, Kylie brown, sets the pace with yet another masterpiece; SCENTSATIONAL.

PEOPLE: England's business queen, Kylie Brown adds a massive perfume brand to her label.

GQ: KYLIE IS MONEY! From a makeup line to an extraordinary perfume company, Kylie brown keeps taking a step higher!

It's been three weeks since the official reopening party of scentsational, and its literally the only thing people talk about. The love and support I had received over the last few weeks is overwhelming, in a very good way. That is. The first collection I realeased sold out in less than 2 hours. We had about 3000 bottles of the 'hypnotic sentiment' and every single bottle was bought. Jadon alone bought eight bottles, two for himself, the rest for a few friends and family. I still can't believe it though. It's insane. Totally insane. Each bottle costs £2500, which by the way is very cheap, considering how much work, time and money was put into it. I've gotten so many amazing feedbacks and reviews from people, everyone was telling me how much they love the perfumes. I wanted this to be such a banger, so I didn't go for the typical 'floral' or straight up 'feminine/masculine' scents, I did something totally different, something nobody can resist; a mixture of.....you know what? I'll never tell 😉 let me just say, with one two sprays of scentsational's hypnotic sentiment, you're going to experience what smelling like a billion bucks is.

As much as this whole thing is mind blowing, I feel like I'm not as happy as I should be, there's just a part of me that is.....down. That particular part is boiling with rage, fury and resentment even by a small thought of Trent. I cannot express exactly what goes through my mind when I see him, I can't explain what I feel when I think of him. He makes me sick. His name makes me sick. Being around him makes me feel like a vegetarian who was forced to eat meat. It suffocates me. I always end up getting reminded of the person I used to be: a stupid, naive, hopeless college freshman who deeply believed in love and fairytales. It took me two years, two freaking years to get over Trent, because I had to forgive myself for ever believing that he had the power to destroy me. I was completely broken. I came to a point in my life where I began to question myself. Things like: why wasn't I good enough? Why didn't I try harder? Why wasn't I the girl he wanted? I questioned myself every fucking day, I blamed myself for the pain he caused me, and I just HATE being reminded of that. I hate remembering how stupid and ridiculous I was, all in the name of Love.

If there's one thing I'll never do in this world, it'll be forgiving Trent. It's not just about the bet and playing with my heart, there's more to it, a lot more. Pain became a part of me, one that I started getting used to, For the last three years, I have done everything I possibly could to just forget and get away from my past self. I lost so many things, my confidence, strength, poise, happiness, I even lost myself, but with time, I managed to gather all these things together in one pile and picked them back up. So please explain to me why I should even think about giving someone who made me lose myself a second chance? Why should I give someone who considered me as useless as a bathroom slipper a second chance? Why should I give someone who watched me moan and laughed with his friends behind my back a second chance? NEVER! I can't forget the turmoil he made me go through, but I can and I will forget that he was ever a part of my life. His chapter is closed.

Done and dusted!

"So, what's the haps?" I Asked my ravishing best friend as the both of us curled up on the antique leather couches with cups of caramel macchiato in our hands.

"blake has changed" she sighed.

Just the sound of his name makes me feel like breaking my TV.

Bumhole!