CHAPTER 4
Loud honks and whistling from a car outside my window woke up an angry Andrew and well of course me. Andrew barged into my room and opened the damn window and yelled "STOP YOUR FUCKING HONK--"
He stopped abruptly even though the person didn't stop honking or whistling.
"What's the matter drew?"
"Darien! Come Here! LOOK!"
I dreadfully got out of bed and went to the window to see what was bothering my stupid roommate. Then I realized what he was so upset about.
From my window you could see two beautiful leggy blondes getting out of a honking stupid ass limo where men where all crowded in. And of course those blondes were obviously still a little drunk and taking money from them.
I could see Serena blowing kisses to them. It had only been three months since she came to my apartment one rainy night and we had one steaming make out session. Okay maybe not session…but still it was one hell of a night and I for sure was not fine with just staying friends. But I didn't want to scare her away so I haven't brought it up ever. But here she is blowing kisses to some guys! I mean COME ON!
"What the hell?" I whispered.
I turned around to see a hurt looking Andrew sitting on my bed with his head between his legs. He looked like this wounded puppy I had back in Ohio.
"They are probably just people from the modeling agency. Didn't Mina and Serena say they had work last night?" I said.
Andrew's head shot up.
"Darien I have been going out with Mina for about Mmm…let's see about 3 months and a half and haven't you noticed she has been 'working' a lot?"
"I'm not following…"
"Have you seen a picture of Serena or Mina on any billboards or magazines?"
I started to pace the room. What was Andrew saying?
"Lately, they have been coming home later and later! I mean for god sakes, Dare! They left last night at 6:00 pm and didn't come home to now- 11:30 A.M.! PLUS THEY ARE ALWAYS WITH GUYS!"
"Andrew! What are you trying to tell me? That they aren't models? That they are doing something else?"
"Look Darien-"
"I don't want to know! Just drop it!" I said coldly. I didn't want Andrew tainting my sweet naïve image of Serena. I wasn't going to let that happen.
Andrew left my room with his hands over his head. He realized I wasn't ready for what he really knew.
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A couple hours later I was carrying a new typewriter up the stairs. It was a beauty; old fashioned with silver that sparkled in the light. It even had that new smell. I stopped at the head of the stairs to take in the rich smell.
It was then I saw Serena outside her door talking on the phone. I could tell she didn't see me. I couldn't help but adore the way her hair was put into two buns on each side of her head with the rest of it flowing down to her knees. She was in a small orange sundress with no shoes on.
"I don't know…Again tonight? I'm tired and He is always so…I don't know" I vaguely heard her say, "Okay…bye"
She shut her phone and turned around. She was surprised to see me there.
"Have you been there long?" she inquired.
"No."
There was an awkward silence.
"Is that a new typewriter?" She said with a cheery voice.
"Yes"
She came over and with her cool soft hands, she stroke my hands and the typewriter. She examined it over and over. She looked up to me with her blue majestic eyes and smiled.
"I have to put this away…" I said, trying to resist the urge to kiss her.
I turned and headed to my apartment feeling all sorts of emotions that I hated to feel. WHY DID I HAVE TO FEEL THIS WAY!
I opened the door and slammed it behind me. I put down the typewriter. I felt like throwing it out of the window. I hated that she made me feel this way and I loved that she did.
I was about to get a beer when I heard a knock on the door.
I answered it to only see Serena there.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," I replied not knowing if I should A)slam the door in her face B) Pick her up and Kiss her and take her to my bedroom or C) Listen to what she wanted
I picked C.
"Can I come in?" She asked but was already inside when she finished…"Okay…so do you remember when we kissed on that rainy night?"
'OF COURSE I REMEMBERED I HAVE ONLY BEEN OBSSESSED OVER IT SINCE IT HAPPENED!' Screamed in my mind.
"Oh yeah…" I replied as if I couldn't remember.
"Well I just wanted to tell you that I lied?"
"HUH?"
"Yeah I lied?"
"Once again…HUH?"
"Darien…Ever since I met you on those stupid stairs when I almost broke my ankle… I have liked you."
"HUH?"
"Oh you stupid ass! I like you and I want a relationship!"
I had been waiting for this moment a whole year, but I had always pictured her not calling me a stupid ass.
Present
Rain started to fall harder and harder. I drank the last drop of my scotch and put a hundred down on the table.
I was drunk. Real drunk.
I could barely stand straight.
The host came to me with his stupid French accent that was probably fake.
"MONSIEUR! Are you okay?" he spoke
"Did you sssee her tonight? She was beautifulll with her golden hairrrr" I slurred quietly, "She's beautiful! Can you believe I fucked it up?"
"You Monsieur? Of course not!"
"Yep…I did…she's sooo pretty. Did you know nine years ago we were supposed to get married?"
"Listen, Monsieur please sit down…I will send a taxi for you!"
"No…YOU LISTEN!" I grabbed him by his jacket, "I LOVED HER! And she left me! Me? ME!"
"Please Monsieur please be quiet."
"SHE left me for that stupid rich guy! WE were happy! HAPPY, I loved her Albert"
"My name is not Albert!"
"Where is Andrew?"
"Monsieur?"
"Andrew and Mina? What happened to them? Did Mina leave him for a fat rich guy also…? Cause that's what they do Albert! They love you but leave you for rich guys….Do you know that I'm rich now!"
"Yes of course…Very rich now…and handsome you can have any lady you want" He said while dragging me to the front of the door.
"HA! I can take some beautiful girl from the man she loves! HAHA! But I don't want anybody else! I want her! Her and and her damn infamous scent of Vanilla!"
"You just need time. Time goes on and on and on-"
"And on and on and on! I don't care ALBERT!"
He pushed me into the taxi and said goodbye.
Serena, Serena, Serena Look what you have done to me.
I hate her.
Her and her golden hair and her tantalizing lips. Why did I come tonight?
And as if on cue my cell phone rang.
I looked at the caller id it was a number I wasn't familiar with.
"Hello" I said
"Is this Mr. Shields" A deep voice asked.
"Yes, and who is this"
"Please hold one moment"
What else could I do?
"Mr. Shields, How are you today?" Another voice asked.
"Pissed drunk"
"You are about to be heading to Uptown"
"What?"
"Don't worry your driver knows"
"I don't understand"
"You don't need to"
"Who the FUCK is this?"
"Someone from your past"
The phone clicked. I was nervous. What the hell is going on?
DUM DUM DUM...
what will happen next?
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