Chapter 2
EPOV
Ahhh fuck.
Monday morning's suck. They're always hectic. But what do I expect? I'm the owner of Twilight bank & loan.
Even though I don't want to I take a peek at my watch. 4:00 Am. Great.
I'm surprised I got that far tonight.
I can never sleep, I always have nightmares. Vivid ones. It's like my past replayed over & over & over... a broken record. My father's body being chopped In piece's while I watched & hear his every scream & cry. My mother stabbed repeatedly over & over....the blood. The red covering the floor. The part that hurt the most was knowing that it was my entire fault.
Stumbling as I got up & walked toward the bathroom I looked at my mahogany dresser & remembered that girl from the toy shop. Bella. She looked so sad...even while smiling. It was utterly pathetic...because you could tell she was trying...hard.
Victoria even noticed.
My hands fumbled for the light. I should get one of those thingies that you clap & the light turns on...what were those things called again? Whatever.
I took in my face as I looked at myself in the mirror. Thank god! I didn't have those hideous bags under my eyes that usually chard my skin.
I should go to that toy store again later.
I don't know. I just want to see her. If she looks the same or if it was just a bad day I caught her on. I don't know why I'm so interested...she's not even that pretty, I didn't even see her long enough to check out her body.
I'll go after my first meeting at 8, then head to lunch, I could ask for Bella & say I need some advice on a gift for Victoria...I mean her birthday is coming up.
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I hate the city. There are too many people.
I love the places. Just hate the people.
It was just after 8 pm as I tried to get through the crowd to Toys "R" Us. Considering it was Monday morning it wasn't that crowded.
As I got past that annoying revolving door & headed toward the escalators I noticed Bella talking to what I guess was a co worker. Then picked up her phone. The closer I got to her the paler her face got...till she collapsed.
What the fuck?
"Bella, Bella.... she's not breathing. Somebody call a fucking ambulance" the chick standing next to Bella said. She should've watched her mouth. This was a children's toy store for god's sake. But considering the circumstances...
I whipped out my phone pretty damn fast
"911 what's your emergency?"
"I need an ambulance at the Toys"R"Us in Times Square a young woman collapsed & now she's not breathing"
Whoa? Wait she's not breathing.... well that's what the girl said
what the hell just happened that she stopped breathing.
It shouldn't matter to me.
But it did,
& I'm planning on finding out.
