2. YOU NEED A MAN TO MAKE YOU STRAIGHT!!!
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APRIL’S POV
I didn’t go back to sleep. That phone call made me so much excited. I couldn’t believe that I am going to model at the Paris Fashion week along other famous celebrities. This has always been my dream and right now my dream is coming true.
I received their email ten minutes later and I was happy to know that I am supposed to leave tomorrow morning. I really needed this and it makes me so happy.
I got to my feet and started packing my things, I would be in Paris for about a week and I needed to carry most of my items. I also needed to do some shopping so that I could have the latest sense of style. I wanted to market myself in Paris and after that I might get a full time job to work at Vogue magazine.
This has always been my wildest dream.
Shedding my clothes off, I walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, as the warm water cascaded down my naked body, I closed my eyes and tried to forget Hannah but it was hard for me. No matter how much she had pushed me away, I missed her.
She was like a magnet that I was very much attracted to, no matter how hard I tried to walk away,I was pulled right back and each time deeper than the last.
It is always hard to forget your first love. I still remember how her skin felt electrically warm against mine. I missed how her labored tone whispered my name.
“A-pril,” The way her my name rolled off her tongue always sent sweet shivers down my spine leaving me pulsing.
I missed her. My mind is wild because of her and I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to talk to her and share to her the good news of modeling in Paris Fashion week. She met me when I was almost quitting being a model now that most agencies didn’t work with me but she encouraged me to press hard. She believed in me even when I never believed in myself. She literally helped me chase my dreams. She was my biggest cheerleader and I am just shocked on how things changed too fast. Right now when we should be celebrating this big success, she is not with me anymore, she is with Ethan.
I f*****g missed her and I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going to see her and tell her about this success. I thought of this as I ran my hand through my stack of ripped jeans trying to find the perfect one.
I ended up wearing my favorite cut out blue jeans shorts with a low necked camisole that showed enough cleavage without appearing provocative.
I grabbed my hand bag and walked out of the house rushing to my car. I was going to see her and tell her this big news.
I drove to her place which was 15minutes away. I rang the doorbell despite the relentless ramming of my heart against my own ribcage.
“Hello there,” Ethan is the one who got the door and once he saw me, he allowed me to walk in.
“Baby, your friend is here,” He called Hannah who was downstairs in a minute.
“I didn’t expect to see you here,” She pouted staring at me deep within my eyes.
“Well, I cannot un-love you. I still want to see you,” I explained to her after blowing some breaths.
“I love Ethan,” She turned to smile at Ethan and I felt embarrassed now that I was acting too clingy towards a girl who didn’t care about me.
“I can see that,” I tried to understand but I couldn’t. Tears blinded my eyes as usual due to the pain I was feeling and I regretted being here in the first place.
“There is something else,” I said biting my lips to prevent more tears from raining out of my eyes.
“What else?” Her tone spoke volumes that she was not interested with what I was about to say.
“Well, I am leaving or Paris tomorrow…” I dawdled to stop.
“Well, I am happy for you,” She interrupted.
“Don’t you want to know why?” I asked.
“It doesn’t matter April, just do what the f**k makes you happy. Please leave now, I want to watch a movie with Ethan.” She said this and I felt like somebody had spread gasoline over my heart, then set fire on it, the pain of it excruciating enough.
A stream of tears made its way down my cheeks as I ran outside. I felt the taste of bitter bile at the back of my throat and it made me feel worse than what I was already feeling.
I was rushing down the street and my mind was far away. When a car braked just right before hitting me is when I finally got to think straight.
“What the f**k! “ The man yelled at me.
“I am so sorry, it is just that I am in a lot of pain that is making me lose my mind.” I explained to the stranger who had walked out of the car to scold me.
“What pain, have you lost someone?” He implored.
“No and yes. Yes, I lost someone I love so much,” I had to tell him the truth and I hoped that the pain would go away since I have shared my story.
“f**k that guy, you are such a beautiful lady and I would want to know you better. Get in, let me take you home,” He offered and insisted and I had to get to his car. I needed to go home. Staying out here will not be good for me, I might end up getting hit by a car this time round.
“So, he has another girl. That is it, he is cheating on you, right?” The guy implored.
“Actually, I lost my girlfriend, not a guy,” I trusted him with my truth.
“Are you for real, so you are a lesbian?” He asked jutting his eyebrow in surprise.
“Yeah, I love girls,” I told him as he parked outside my block.
“Come on, I can make you forget all about girls, you just need a good man to make you straight,” He said this and I was lost of words.
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