Dun Dun … Chapter 2…Well here it is. Sorry for the delay school and my life seem to be getting in the way of my writing.
I own nothing…You know the drill.
Then I hear a voice as I get into the changing room angry and cold "Who was that girl that just ran off stage? Joshua tell me who she is." Something in
that voice makes my blood run cold.
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Who was that I heard Joshua stutter out "No one Mr. Salvatore, She's new nobody of importance no need to trouble yourself with her." What? Why
was Josh lying to this guy? I stepped out of the dressing room and the guy looked right at me, but all I could see where those sapphires burning into
me with such a chill and something powerful like hatred. I swing my golden tresses behind my shoulder and look at Josh saying in an icy tone "Is
there a problem Josh?" Josh gives me a look close to pain and pity as he says "No Pearl, but I would like to introduce you to Mr. Salvatore his family
has been part of our business since the very beginning. Mr. Salvatore this is Pearl one of our promising models. One of the ones that will be
representing us in the Paris shows." I nod at Josh and turn to really look at Mr. Salvatore and I can't help but gasp at what I see this is no man but
something more. I had always laughed when my parents told me that Mythical Anthropology wasn't as Mythical as people believed it was that there
where real monsters out there. Wolves hunting little red riding hood, but in the version I was told the wolf corrupted little red riding hood. He looked
like what my father would call the angel of destruction: cold blue eyes that pierced through the soul of mortals, a chill around him and a smell of life at
the brink of death. Shaking my head I think 'What the hell Pearl? Since when do you act like a guy has anything to do with that Mythology crap. You
are a woman of the twentieth century not a girl from the olden times that hid from a man.' I offer him one of the fake smiles I reserve for the runway
extending my hand raising a brow speaking in one of my most professional tones "Mr. Salvatore a pleasure, are you enjoying the show?" but when
he leans down to kiss my hand I find myself confused at this old world gesture. It wasn't just that he did that, but when his lips touched my skin I got
a chill then I swear he took a whiff of my skin. Then in a rich velvety voice he said "Damon, Call me Damon and I shall call you Pearl or do you prefer
Perla?" I flinch at his pronounced Italian accent, but my father would call me Perla in Spanish. I smile and shake my head "No Pearl is just fine if you
will excuse me I'm needed on the cat walk." I turn around and walk away hearing Damon tell Josh "I want you to bring her over to my home Joshua
and don't worry I'll bring this one back alive." I shiver as I hit the cat walk once again.
Josh was waiting for me when I finished and I looked at him and first he starts "Pearl I'm so so sorry.. I have to take you, but he promised
you'll come back its more than I can say for the last girls. Did you know him? He looked like he wanted to snap your neck." I look down at my stilettos
I wore today and sigh as I go "I bumped into him at school and dropped all my books, but what does he do? What is he?" I look at Josh giving him
what my dad called my angelic look when I would tilt my head my golden curls falling and my aqua eyes going liquid. I hear Josh groan as we pull up
to what looks like a boarding house as he says "I can't tell you what he is or he'll kill me, but do as he says and please, please behave be a good girl
and it'll be over faster." Then he pushes me out of the car and I shiver against the cold feeling like a prize cow being brought to the slaughter house.
I get to the door I knock as I knock on the cool wood door I ask myself 'Why am I doing this why don't I just turn around and run the other way?
Nobody is forcing me to do this,' but as I'm turning to leave the door opens and there he is.. my own personal angel of destruction. He smirks and it
makes my heart beat faster the adrenaline in my body starts releasing as my fight or flight instinct starts to kick in. He says in that velvety voice
"Come in Pearl or you'll catch a chill. Joshua would be unhappy with me if I returned you ill. Now stop being frightened I can smell the adrenaline.
NOW INSIDE." I stumble inside and then turn and ask in a shaky voice " Why me? Why not any of the others? What do you want from me?" I feel him
wrap one of my blonde curls on his finger as he whispers in my ear "What you really want. To be owned to be desired to belong to someone and to
be taken care of. Maybe even loved those aqua eyes hold pain and destruction. You have a smell that radiates sweetness and innocence everything
I'm not. You'll be my new play toy until I get bored of you."I bite my lip and then he looks at me speaking again "Tell me your full name girl." I look up
at him defiance radiating through me as I speak " Pearl, Pearl Arganescue ." I look at him as the name registers across his fetures he asks "Doctors
Rechael and Jared Arganescue's child?" I was so use to this and the look of pity that I thought I saw in his eyes for a split second. I nod "Yes they
where my parents before they were murdered." He looks at me and smirks as he says "the police said it was an accident not a murdering." I eye roll
as I growl at him "Because they didn't know my father he would never drive that fast on an icy patch and an accident that only resulted in ripped our
throats and there was no blood left in their body's. It wasn't an FN accident." He just looks at me and smirks "Maybe you aren't as blonde and
airheaded as all the other models."
Her parents big mystery huh?
What happened to the other girls that never went back?
-A.C.
