BRIGHTLIGHTS

Chapter 2: EDGY

Audy Stones' POV

Edgy

We make mistakes when we ought to,

Cry after then.

Shattered by words of the broke.

Fiasco!

We make mistakes we like,

Laugh after then.

Torn them, shattered and broken.

Fool!

The sad passion of misery.

TOK! TOK!  TOK!

Please don't come in totally naked! I shouted. I just thought maybe she would believe and i would be late and miss my flight.

I thought she would but she didn't.

Blinking and flashing lights had been my sun almost all my life. Cameras had become my world and runways had become my path to what places the public validated for me. Yeah, I was making a lot of dollars out with this lonely face. My brands and my business were well fed with my influence. They were my streams of wealth. However, with all that, I was bounded to be stapled to people's demands of perfection. It turned out, I was valued like a gem, placed in a cold and scary room where everyone else could see me and bid their price. In short, I was a broke and a broken prisoner.

"Sir! You only have 10 minutes. Your make-up artist is waiting for you in the sofa. It's 8:23 and your business flight ticket has been reserved already and we are leaving for Copenhagen at exactly 9:45. You know, we don't wanna be late for your Mist & Myrrh launching." My detailed secretary Jen's depressing reminders.

"Very well!"

You know what, I am this kind of boss who always wanted to be a friend of this talkative secretary. But I don't know why she's more loyal to my mom and dad than to me. I didn't hire her, by the way. I could do all my stuffs, believe me. But, then again my very good parents hired her. And the worst is they don't pay for her, I do. See? I'm the victim here.

Anyways, she's a good disloyal secretary. Anybody with the readers hire her please. I'm begging!

I don't want to keep up with these tight schedules, waving brand launchings, business meetings, and there we go, the fan meet. And guess what, I have to travel 257 days a year. Yeah, that's quite a number. Its means to say I spend seventy percent of my life for traveling only.

To be precise, I had my last vacation when I was 13 in Santorini, Greece. And that was also when we had to attend a family-friend's funeral because my family didn't have time for outings or vacays! Business proposals were family's best vacation trips. But who would wish and enjoy sunsets at that very age. That was so tragic for me. However, I had to be as complacent as I could or else I would had been left, locked in our house with the maids that day.

My father was a great man of british-chinese descent. He was son of a rich conglomerate, the Zhi's. He escaped from the hands of his strict dominating father and made his way back to England to start up a new life. When he got married to my mom, and got me that was when he decided to rest and live normally with my mom in West Bridge. It was just me who started everything. Maybe, I inherited this attitude from my grandpa.

When I was a child, I never ever had once a week with them. I would only have their attendance for only two days and they would be gone for over two to three months. And so I dreamed to have my personal money to spend, because seriously they are so conservative. They didn't even want me to see my account. I mean what the heck was going on that account. Why would they deprive that from my intervention? Yeah, I dreamed to earn and have vacations to anywhere I wanted but everything that happened to me these days is a huge regret of dreaming that path.