Chapter 2

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"WHAT IS SHE DOING?" 

Everybody was shocked. Why would she even do that? Then, her manager spoke.

"So, was this your plan? Humiliating us? THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE"

The manager was so loud that the company staff had to come and calm her down. She just sat down and glared at me like a needle piercing through my eyes. 

The question was, why am I still here? Why can't I get out. That's what I planned to do just a few minutes ago. I didn't even wear the "luxurious designer outfit" that I was supposed to represent. I just wore the same outfit when I came here. I did all of this, without realizing what I did. This can sabotage my whole career. I can become a nobody. I can become a disappointment. While thinking all of this, I still had that cold and straight face. 

"Y/N, get out of here...you only got 2 minutes...WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO IN TWO MINUTES?"

My manager was screaming at me like an animal...but seriously, what am I gonna do now?

"My mistake,  I apologize." I quickly said, walked back in the dressing room and changed into what I was "supposed" to wear. I was 5 minutes late but the other models backed up for me. Then, I walked on the runway, with confidence pouring out of me. 

"HOW DOES SHE EVEN HAVE THE AUDACITY?" My manager was even more angry but still relieved that everything went fine.

After the show...

It was 2 am at night. I got late because there was a last-minute photoshoot. I'm tired. Really tired. As soon as I opened the door of my apartment, darkness overflowed. I didn't even mind to turn on the lights. I went to my bedroom immediately, threw all of my things to the side and jumped on my bed. I was too exhausted that I didn't even change into my PJs. I tucked myself in the blanket and adjusted a bit. There was darkness all around me. I turned to the side and looked at the big window. I sighed. "I'm a puppet, I'm being manipulated..." I turn again but this time, I'm facing the ceiling. "...but I'm not doing anything to stop it

someone help me"

Then, I drifted off to sleep, thinking about what the next day has to offer.  

  

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