A new story. Just popped in my head while I was reading 'Rumor Has It' by Celia Scott. Bare with me if this is terrible. Really tried my best to make it perfect. R&R!
"Congratulations, Mr. Goldsworthy. You're on your way to a successful future."
Eli Goldsworthy smiled in response as he shook hands with the elder man. The gray-haired man smiled approvingly. 'This young man is definitely on the road to success...'
Eli was at Raven Ink Publishing Corp, with the head of the company, Ben M. Smith. The man had finally agreed to publish his story, Deep Depression, after reading it a few days ago.
It was about a teenager who experienced pain, suffering and loneliness his life. His dad abandoned him and his mother when he was just a baby, his mother physically abused him as he grew up, his peers bullied him... He ends up finding true love in the end. Someone who he cares about. Eli knew the story was a bit cliché, but he didn't care.
This was the story he had been writing for two years. The story he devoted all his time to perfect. The story that enabled him to have a girlfriend since he was so busy with it. Not that he wanted to have a girlfriend anyway, he wanted to wait for the perfect girl.
A girl he'd fall for at first sight. Not some bimbo he'd find attractive for a moment then lose all interest after he screwed her. 'This is the story that would make me money... And I'm proud of my book...'
Eli sighed. He was really happy, excited. He knew this would open many doors for him. 'Now I know I have a future... I won't have to live in that crappy neighborhood anymore... I won't have to worry so much about my bills and taxes anymore...'
Ben smiled. "You have potential, kid. You're gonna make a lot of money as soon as this story's published." Eli smiled back. He's never felt this happy in his entire life. He never thought his life would change. And now it will change, all because of his passion for writing, all because of his book. "Thank you, Mr. Smith. You don't know how much this means to me..."
Ben chuckled, and stood up. "Well, I gotta go." He glanced at his watch. " I have another meeting with another possibly worthy, desperate writer..." Eli chuckled, standing up. "Yeah. I gotta go to. Have something really important to do,too..."
'Like hang out with the one person who knows how to celebrate!!'
"Congratulations, dude! You're gonna be like, famous! Tons of girls, lots of a money, spend many nights in fancy casinos and bars and hotels!" Adam Torres jumped from his chair, stars in his eyes.
Eli rolled his eyes. Sometimes his best friend annoyed him with his loudness and his overreactions. Sometime he wished his best friend wasn't such a loud mouth. Because most of the time, Adam's loud mouth embarrassed him. And made people stare at them like they were lunatics or something. Like right now. People were staring at them, or more specifically, Adam, and giving him weird looks.
'Damn it, Adam! We're in a bar right now! A public place!'
"Could you tone it down?" He hissed. Adam sat back down. "Sorry." He took a swig of his beer. "I'm just so happy for you, man. Finally living the dream."
"Not exactly... I still live in a crappy apartment." He smirked, eyebrow raised. "Are you really happy for me? Or are you happy that you'll be able to meet a lot of girls when you accompany me to the book stores for book signings?"
Adam smiled sheepishly. "Well, yes, but..." He grinned at Eli. "I am happy for you!" Eli chuckled, shaking his head. "I know you are, I'm just messing with you."
"Tsk. Whatever. So..." He nudged Eli. "Gonna celebrate tonight?"
"I am celebrating."
"Ugh..." Adam sighed. "Don't be so dense. You know what I mean." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Eli put down his beer, eyes narrowing. "No, I don't..." He said, then took a huge gulp of his beer.
"Are you gonna have celebratory sex or not?"
Eli almost spit out his drink. "What? You need to get laid tonight!" Eli shook his head. "Why the fuck would I want that?" Adam snorted. "What are you gay or something? Is the idea of sex not appealing to you?"
Eli shook his head. It's not like the idea of sex wasn't appealing to him, but... He didn't want to just screw some girl and leave her. It wasn't right. And he wanted to have sex with someone he loved. Not some random girl on the street, but with his true love, if and when he finds her. He would wait till then. 'Corny, yes, but that's what I prefer...'
"It's not that... It's just..."
"It's just... What? It's not like you haven't had sex before... Remember that time when you -"
"I was drunk at the time, you know that. I didn't know what I was doing, what was happening. The bitch took advantage of me." He sighed. "I just don't believe in having sex with a girl and leaving her the next day... It isn't right. It's a cruel thing for a man to do. No girl deserves that..."
"What?! You could use one of your fangirls! They would be happy to oblige. You know that. It's that easy. You know how - "
"I just don't want to, okay?" He snapped. He took in a deep breath. "Do you know how... Heartless that sounds? No girl deserves that, no matter how... Weird they are..."
"Sorry..." Adam said, scratching his head. "I thought that's how it works. The whole sex thing... That's what Drew said."
Eli shook his head. Adam was clueless about most things. And he always listened to his idiot, womanizing older brother. 'He really shouldn't believe everything Drew tells him...'
"It's fine..." He took a sip of his beer. "Anyway, those girls are creepy. Especially..."
"Imogen Moreno?" Eli nodded. "Yeah, she's sorta weird. But totally hot." He winked. Eli looked away, disgusted. He'd never touch Imogen in a million years. It's not that she was ugly, or anything like that. But her psychotic tendencies made her unattractive.
She was weird. Always trying to get a strand of his hair, always commenting weird shit on his blog. Always trying to get him to have sex with her. He shuddered. 'I better lock the door tonight. Or she might sneak in and steal one of my shirts. Like last time...'
"I don't get why she still pursues me. When she's already dating Fiona. Fiona's getting pretty upset with her obsession with me."
Adam shrugged. "Maybe Imogen just admires you... A lot..."
"I don't think that's the case. I'm not being arrogant, but... She really likes me. I mean she really, really likes me. To the point that she stalks me."
"Maybe she just wants that special something that only a man can give." He smirked. "The one thing Fiona can't give."
Eli frowned. 'Gross... Doesn't he know how creepy that girl is? If she were normal, maybe. But then again, she isn't really my type..' "I'm just not attracted to Imogen, okay? Or those other mindless, sex-crazed fan girls..." Adam shrugged. "If I were you, I'd screw Imogen in a heartbeat. She's smokin' hot. I'd bet she look even hotter without her glasses."
Eli shook his head, grossed out. Nothing would make him change his view of Imogen. He just didn't like her. There was something in her that wasn't right. Plain as that. 'I didn't know Adam was that desperate.' Then he smirked.
"Don't you have the hots for Doughnut Girl, Becky Baker? Huh, Mr. Doughnut?" Becky Baker was Adam's co-worker at the Doughnut Factory.
"Hey, don't make fun of my job!" Eli laughed. "I wasn't." Adam glared at his best friend. "You were..." Then he blushed. "Yeah, but... She isn't interested... She wouldn't be interested in a guy like me..." Eli raised an eyebrow. "How do you know? Have you ever tried to ask her out?"
"No... But, I'm sure she'll reject me. She's too perfect to date someone like me..." He said wistfully. Eli grinned. His best friend really was in love.
"Lover Boy's soooo in love... But he doesn't even have the balls to ask his dream girl out!"
"At least I love someone," Adam huffed. "Do you?"
"Not yet..." Eli smiled. "But soon... I'll find her one day... I'll find that perfect girl one day... I just need to be patient. Who knows, I might find her in my house when I get home." Adam laughed, and took a huge gulp of his beer.
Don't complain to me about my grammar. English isn't my first language. I know Eli's a bit OOC here. Whatever. I'm not Imogen bashing, it's just for the story. Anyway, thanks for reading. (If you didn't like it, don't review, don't read again, thanks...)
Well, I'm signing off. It's late here. See you guys on my Monday. Or my tomorrow. Whatever... Night.
Note : Deep Depression is Eli's first book. (I made it up) His second book will be about you-know-who. Or inspired by her. ^^