|Isabel Curtis|
|Present Time|Pain.
A feeling I'm all to familiar with, and that what I'm feeling right now but, it's not because I got hit. It's because I drank to much last night, God why did we go out last night again?
Because of your job.
My subconscious reminded me and I groaned. It's been two years since I've cleaned up my act, body and mind and I've never felt better; Well except for right now. My life has never been better I have friends, a career, a house, I'm clean, no relationship, I'm happy, I'm... free. I've finally got the only thing I've ever wished for in life, it feels like a dream and I'm scared that any moment I'm going to wake up and everything will be gone.
But then I'm reminded of everything that happened; I'm here, he isn't. No more bruises, scars, blood or wounds; Haven't had any of those in two years.
"Belle," I hear my best friend call and I lift my head and see her staring down at me, "Did you hear me?," she asks and I just shake my head no, "We have a meeting with the dragon in an hour and a half, so might wanna start getting ready because damn woman you smell like a dirty bar" she tells me and I laugh a little.
Pain.
A shot of agony shoots straight to my head and I groan, "How much did I drink last night?" I ask her my eyes adjusting to the light.
A giggle escaped her as she crosses her arms, "You nursed about a whole bottle of Vodka" she clarified to me and I just let out another groan.
"Don't ever let me do that again," I instructed but she laughed, "I'm not kidding Emery" I whine and she just shakes her head and heads towards the door to he room.
"Sure, get your ass ready Curtis" she says then walks off leaving me alone in the suites living room in nothing but a black leather mini skirt and no shirt or bra.
What the fuck did I do last night?
Actually... I don't really wanna know.
I carefully get up from the where I was laying and make my way towards the kitchen to grab some medication and water. I then make my way towards the bathroom and strip off all of my clothes off so that I can cleanse myself from all the sins I committed the night before.
Life as model requires you to do some things, such as going to after parties. After every fashion show the people who watched, the models and the managers all go to a center or house for an after party. That's where everyone mingles and chat, that's when agents and companies really seal deals with models. That's where the girls and me got more opportunities and met our agent.
-Flashback-
Nervous.
That's how I feel right now, I just got done doing my first catwalk and, now I'm nervous.
Me, Emery and Genevieve are at the after party at a cute hotel in Paris. We just got done doing our very first fashion show for Channel and now we are all standing here mingling with people at the after party. A lot of the experienced models told us that this is how you get contracts with big companies and how you meet agents.
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RomanceIn which a beautiful and traumatized model runs into her past - "Do you like my body?" she asks as she crawls back on top of me. I smile and place my hands on her ass, "Very much baby," I say and lean back down, "Now ride me" I demand.