As some of you asked for it, I am doing an English translation of my stories. A beta would be very welcome! ;-)
Here is an AU Story...
Crossed Destinies
After a combination of several personal dramas, Callie Torres is forced to live in the street...In the same city, a well know businesswoman is living a great life...
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It was already cold in this end of October, It was raining slowly in the foggy night. In a very quiet street of this huge city, a shivering shadow was appearing under the moonlight... Long dark hair, messy and tucked to her face...her face...olive skin, bruised olive skin, big brown eyes...A female figure in this hostile environment covered with several layers of clothing.
Nothing else could be seen, no indication of this women identity, just those brown eyes, empty, sad...
She doesn't know what she is waiting for anymore, every days are looking the same...every night so terrifying, spend just wondering if it would be the last ?
She cannot remember when she first came here... in the street. In this huge palace without walls, without doors, where everyone can enter and leave without a word, without a look at her.
Callie Torres is homeless since 3 years. Before she was someone, people loved her, were looking for her... but since this... Nothing, nobody to care... She was alone.
The street was meant to be a temporary solution, just for a few days...But without exterior help, without any energy left, months were soon turning into years...She was hopeless, waiting for the end... When she spent her first night here she thought that it was her last resource, that she didn't have anything else to loose... but she was wrong, so very wrong. The street took her dignity, her humanity... her feminity...She was like a lost animal, a wounded one...
Her past, her present, were haunted her, every day it was the same ritual, she walks, and walks discretely asking for a little recognition, a coin, a sandwich, a smile, just a friendly look...She has lost her pride a long time ago, right now is just a question of surviving. In addition, her daily life was like hell, being a woman alone in the street... a fucking nightmare, she has faced the worse, right now she is no more than this shadow.
Yes Callie does not think about a future, it is to hard, she feels like she is damaged good. Sometime however a ghost of a smile can be seen on her face, because she knows that she has to fight, for her... for Maria.
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« My coffee ?! Perkins !? I have asked you a question...your FUCKING job is to do what I said, and NOW ! »
The poor assistant ran for his life out of his boss office, he was not used to listen to her screams.
Arizona Robbins, marketing manager of an international company was normally a really ...really perky person. Gifted for business, she was living a great life and forcing her colleges admiration. She had the biggest office with the best view, an incredible loft with a private access to Central Park, tons of designer clothes and furniture. She was definitely blessed.
However today was not a great day for Arizona. She has to present a new marketing campaign for a cosmetic product in which she does not believe... How could this cream be able to transform this ugly old lady into this...super model! But she had a mission, she needed to transform this uninteresting product into the next bestseller of this brand. Every housewives will know it, will want it...If she fail, her carrier, her hardcore reputation in this business could be over.
It was now days, even weeks that she was working on this project day and night, but her motivation was decreasing at an alarming rate. the marketing world was her universe, she knew it well, everything was fake, superficial. Smiles were hiding cries, rumors were appearing every days, because in this world, the other is the enemy. Good results are the only option leading to crazy people.
10 years of work in this universe, 10 years to become the best, and Arizona was more and more aware of the emptiness of her life. She could not look at herself in the mirror without thinking about the impact of her actions on people life. Her daily life at work is really simple: selling stupid cosmetic products, at any prices, to every fucking woman to stupid to believe in her slogans.
Frustrated with her work, Arizona Robbins decided to leave her office in need of something new... Some fresh air to give her the strength to pursue her mission. She put on her fancy jacket, took her
borsalino hat and passed several security controls. At the end of this long corridor... the street, her salvation.
She decided to go for a walk and bought the newspaper with one coffee latte and 3 doughnuts. A bench in the most famous park in the world, just what she needed. After reading the cultural page of her NYT, she remembered this new modern art exhibition at the MOMA.
Looking at her Iphone she decide to take a few more minutes to see this event. Arriving in front of the museum, she was take aback by the beauty of the productions. So engrossed in this outdoor collection, she does not see this pale shadow posted on the ground, waiting with an open palm...
« Ouch ! What the...!Could you not go elsewhere ? This place is an international art exhibition not a fucking motel for lousy hobos..."
With the impact, the blond just spilled her coffee on her hand. The hot liquid burned her skin and her handbag hit the floor. Anger began to rise and she felt the redness in her cheeks. However too disgusted with this strange individual to begin a fight, she just decided to pick up her purse and left with a brief ramble.
Callie, chocked with this altercation was looking at the blond's back disappearing in the street. A few minutes later, she saw a shiny object on the ground, just under her knee... it was a key.
After examining the object for a few seconds, she could read an inscription on the gold metal : C432. An other part of the object seems to be a very technical magnetic card. Understanding the interest of her founding, she decided to put the key in her pocket ans to keep it preciously. Its lady owner would came back at some point ? She could then ask for something ? To tired to find an other solution, Callie decided to wait all day long for this blond woman, even in the cold, she was determined to obtain a few bills, something to help her spend the night ...
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Now arriving at the main entrance of her company, Arizona met her college Owen, an other business shark... They took the elevator together, exchanging about this million dollar project she was working on. An advisory board meeting was scheduled with every stockholder of the company.
Arizona hated this boring show, but she could not excuse herself, those people were the one paying her 2 millions$ loft, she was like their prostitute... 4 long hours later, it was now 8PM and the young woman decided to end her day. However, arriving in front of her office door she understand quickly that she did not have her keys... And as the "most important" person of this building, she insisted that this particular key was unique, no doubles... no hope for her to open the door.
Cursing under her breath, she then remembered her brief altercation near the MOMA, her handbag was open... she should have lost her key here...
"Just Fucking perfect"... 18 floors later, she was decided to claim her keys. She would go to the police if needed! However she was quite sure that this fucking alcoholic would still be there...
The cold hit her with full force and she decided to take the first taxi in the street. 10 minutes later, she opened the door of the vehicle and prepared herself to fight.
The temperatures were now negative, the snow was beginning to fall...the more she was approaching the place, the more she was thinking about him... this man which had to live under this conditions.
Quite nothing could be seen in the street, lot of shadows were giving this place a disturbing atmosphere. At some point she could see a strange form on the ground... the pity was now clearly present in the blond's spirit. She didn't have any disgust left, she was just wondering how a person could accept to live here, without fighting, without... trying.
After all she also had a lot of dramas in her life, but she was right now living in this 250m² loft...
"Well... Ple...Please? ! Sir ? » « Hi! Please... Can you here me ?"
Arizona was now closer than ever, she was carefully looking at this individual waiting for an answer. At loss of patience, she knelt and use her leather cover finger to pouch lightly this strange man... Still no answer...she then used her hand to pinch his harm...
« What? No! NOOOO! Please, don't harm me! Pleasseeeee ! »
Callie who nodded off after an interminable wait felt someone hit her arm. She awoke brusquely, panic rising in an instant. Her wild movements made her covers falls revealing for the first time her face...
Arizona stayed speechless with this new discovery. She was not looking at an old disgusting man, but she was face to face with an incredibly beautiful woman... She looked frightened, her big brown eyes looking at her with fear...
Feeling sorry for her, Arizona tried to smile and extended her hand clumsily.
« I'm sorry for...I'm … It is me, who... you know... the coffee thing today.. well I think that I left my keys here, have you seen it?"
Callie still tense with this situation decided to take a good look at this women. Her breath hitched in her throat. She was everything she wasn't... She was wearing incredible clothes, her make up was perfect, her hair curly and running smoothly around her face... She could also imagine the bluest blue eyes she had ever seen looking at her. Even in the dark she could feel the intensity of this women stare.
At some point she couldn't stand it anymore, she dropped her eyes. She was ashamed of her appearance, she was dirty, her clothes were torned-down, her hair a mess...Without a word she extended her hand... Inside the key. She didn't want to look at the blonde, she just wanted to make her leave, plan long forgotten. At this point she didn't even want money, she felt just awful being so close to this perfect women.
Arizona's stare firm and kind noted the key in this stranger's hand. She took it slowly before getting up.
« Thanks ! Hum.. I don't want to intrude into your business, but... Can I do something for you ? I mean... well... are you hungry ? Or cold ?"
Arizona couldn't find the right words, this brunette who haven't even say a word was highly perturbing. Her dark hair, her tanned skin and her incredibly soulful brown eyes were making an impact into her soul. She could read the sadness, the hurt, and something else in them...
The blond wanted to help her, to do something for her. She wanted to know her more, to ask her questions...to protect her also. At loss of a better option, she looked into her purse for some bucks. With a sad smile she put them in the woman hand, brushing it in the process...
Callie tensed at this physical contact before taking the bills whith shame. When she decided to look up, the blond was already far, her gracious form disappearing into the night...
looking at the sky, she took her covers, and began to walk looking for a safe place to stay. However, the cold stopped her and she was soon unable to move. She closed her eyes, prying for whoever was beyond the sky to help her...