Welcome to my first story! It's not perfect, HOWEVER, I do take pride in my work. If I'm not happy. I will not post it.
Please bare with me if it takes a while to get my chapters published. Here is the first chapter of A NEW FIFTY SHADES.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS, JUST MY OWN IMAGINATION.
CHAPTER ONE
Christian POV
She left me. She left me. I don't know how long I stood there, reeling from the shock of it all, but it seemed like hours. I heard footsteps behind me. As I turned, I seen the sympathetic face of my housekeeper, Gail, smiling shyly as me. I take a deep breath, and stare at my hands. I did this. This was all my fucking fault. Elena was right. Ana wasn't right for this life. Suddenly I hate Elena. She made me this way. She made me hurt the only girl that has ever loved me. And what do I say to her? No. You can't love me.
Her heartbroken face is forever in my mind. Gail walks over, careful not to touch me.
"Christian?" She says while I hang my head to the floor. "Is everything alright?"
"No, Gail." I sank to the floor, my head in my hands. "I've ruined this."
"Christian, I've been working for you for a long time now," She began, "And I have an idea of exactly what you do to every girl I've seen come into this house. I've seen you toss them out after a good while and their face looks exactly like yours does now. They fell in love with you...Just like you have with Anastasia."
I gulp. "I...I.." I'm at a loss for words. Is this what love feels like? Am I actually in love? Does Ana really love me and all of my fucked up fifty shades?
I get up from the floor and hug Gail briefly. I never do this. But for some reason, my cold black heart opened up to it. She smiled sweetly at me and that when I knew what I had to do.
It's been three days since Ana walked out on me. I've spent these last three days thinking of every way I can to get her back. I need her back. I call Taylor into my office. Within five seconds, he enters.
"Mr. Grey." He says with a confident voice. Taylor was what I considered a friend, but there was no way in hell I would tell him that.
"I'm sorry for bothering you, but I need you to do something for me. Take out a pen and paper."
A hint of confusion lurks in his eyes. "Okay?"
I take a deep breath. "I want you to write this exactly as I say it okay?" He nods. "Congratulations on your first day at work. I hope it went well. And thank you for the glider. That was very thoughtful. It has a place of pride on my desk. - Christian."
Taylor finishes writing and looks back up to me. "What should I do with this, Sir?"
"I want you to take it down to Lara's Flowers and give it to them. And tell them to add that on a nice card with two dozen white roses."
"Who should I address it to?" He tries to hide a smile. I give him a stern look and it quickly disappears.
"Anastasia Steele."
"Very well, Sir. I call you shortly when I have done so." He says while turning and walking out the door.
"Taylor, wait." I said while unbuttoning the top button of my shirt and loosening my tie. He turns back to face me. "Thank you."
He looks stunned. I've never really thanked him before. At least not with my words. If someone like myself apologized to me, I'd be in the same state also.
"My pleasure, sir."
I am at my office, finding it difficult to get anything done. I still haven't heard from Ana. I knew, deep down, that once she walked out of that door, she would never come back to me. I was so stupid to think that simple damn flowers would make her want me. I miss her smell. Her touch. Everything. I just wanted her back. I give in to my temptation to contact her and write her a brief email. Hopefully, she'll be delighted that I remembered what tomorrow is.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Tomorrow
Date: June 8 2011 14:05
To: Anastasia Steele
Dear Anastasia
Forgive this intrusion at work. I hope that it's going well. Did you get my flowers?
I note that tomorrow is the gallery opening for your friend's show, and I'm sure you've not had time to purchase a car and it's a long drive. I would be more than happy to take you-should you wish.
Let me know.
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
My heart beats fast after I click hit send. If she doesn't email me back, then I know she is completely done with me. God, I hope that isn't the case. If it is, I've only got myself to blame. I start making calls and get deep in all of my duties in the business world. I'm surprised at myself from thinking about something else instead of Ana. As I start working through my last few days of email correspondence, My email pings, and my heart starts beating around as if it's going to break through my chest. Holy shit. It's Ana. She actually emailed back. Maybe she does still love me after all. I click open and read her brief response.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Tomorrow
Date: June 8 2011 14:25
To: Christian Grey
Hi Christian
Thank you for the flowers; they are lovely.
Yes, I would appreciate a lift.
Thank you.
Anastasia Steele
Assistant to Jack Hyde, Editor, SIP
My heart IS going to break through my chest. She actually wants to see ME. For the first time in three plus days, I'm actually smiling and happy that I'm finally going to get the opportunity to makes things right with my girl. My Girl. Yeah, that sounds good.
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