Yay.. look at me! I updated quickly this time. LOL.
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I disclaim. I still own nothing.
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Chapter 5
Basic Black. Modern. Sophisticate. Surpassing all expectations. The waiting room surrounding me screams fashion. As it should. I let the secretary know that I would like to speak to him and take a seat. My purse rattles as I go to sit and opening it up, a label on a bottle of pills catches my eye. Depression. I wouldn't really call it that myself. A struggle to reach a level of normalcy after heartache, maybe, but depression? No. Too generic. Swallowing a round of tiny tablets, the world spins a cyclone in my head, thrashing and spiraling, dizzying and finally, calming to a stop.
Minutes later, the sound of a door clicking open breaks into my thoughts. I stand as he steps out and comes to a stop as he sees me.
"Oh great."
I laugh, "aren't you happy to see me? It's been.. what? two whole days since I've seen you last? But then again, I thought you and Miss Lane would be out celebrating..."
He raises an eyebrow in suspicion and I can practically see the light bulb going off in his head.
"You. You sent it."
"Well, Mr..." I look at the name plate on his office door, "Brady Black..."
"You already knew my name, " he interrupted me and I nod.
"That's right. I know a lot about you."
"And about Chloe it seems."
I can't help but smile at his irritation. "Well most of it I learned from you."
He glares at me, hating the power I have over him. "Who are you?"
"Well, I could be a smart ass and say 'A Person..'"
"Do you have a name then?"
"I'd rather forget it..."
He shakes his head, now quite livid. "This game of yours has got to stop. It's insane."
'Has he no idea what I've just done for him?' I wonder.
"I just opened up a whole new world of opportunity for you. A chance to grab everything you've ever dream of- Chloe."
His expression is one only described as pure disbelief. "What do you want me to say? Thank you?"
"That would be sufficient."
"Well I'm not going to! You're messing with Chloe's life! What are we? Pawns in your little game?"
"That's what life is." I step up to him boldly, "A game. Where most of us are screwed over, playing a loser's hand, but only a lucky few find themselves winning. That's the point where everything matters. Finding enough guts, determination and drive to take a gamble and put everything on the line. And I, just gave you the upper hand."
He closes his eyes and sighs, as if trying to consume it all at once, while I sit down in one of the plush waiting room chairs. "What about yourself?"
"I... already lost." I press my eyes shut and lightly grip my chair as I feel my head spin once again. Memories flooding back, pain pricking at me, trying to get me to lose control.
{He's laughing. Oh G*d.... does he know what he does to me? My heart beats a little faster.. he touches my cheek.. Oh G*d...}
"I.." I try to speak, but it's all too much.
{The dance hall is dim. A slow song plays and he rubs his cheek across mine. Every touch sends shivers down my spine.. His breath heats my ear.. "I love you. I'll always love you..." }
"No..." My head spins. Oh G*d. Stop!
"No.. No..."
{His smile is so bright and his eyes shine... I'm lost. I long to reach out to him, but he's not mine to touch. He's here one day, but gone forever the next.}
"All I ever wanted was a second chance," I whisper and then all goes black.
The brackets {} indicate flashbacks
I disclaim. I still own nothing.
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Chapter 5
Basic Black. Modern. Sophisticate. Surpassing all expectations. The waiting room surrounding me screams fashion. As it should. I let the secretary know that I would like to speak to him and take a seat. My purse rattles as I go to sit and opening it up, a label on a bottle of pills catches my eye. Depression. I wouldn't really call it that myself. A struggle to reach a level of normalcy after heartache, maybe, but depression? No. Too generic. Swallowing a round of tiny tablets, the world spins a cyclone in my head, thrashing and spiraling, dizzying and finally, calming to a stop.
Minutes later, the sound of a door clicking open breaks into my thoughts. I stand as he steps out and comes to a stop as he sees me.
"Oh great."
I laugh, "aren't you happy to see me? It's been.. what? two whole days since I've seen you last? But then again, I thought you and Miss Lane would be out celebrating..."
He raises an eyebrow in suspicion and I can practically see the light bulb going off in his head.
"You. You sent it."
"Well, Mr..." I look at the name plate on his office door, "Brady Black..."
"You already knew my name, " he interrupted me and I nod.
"That's right. I know a lot about you."
"And about Chloe it seems."
I can't help but smile at his irritation. "Well most of it I learned from you."
He glares at me, hating the power I have over him. "Who are you?"
"Well, I could be a smart ass and say 'A Person..'"
"Do you have a name then?"
"I'd rather forget it..."
He shakes his head, now quite livid. "This game of yours has got to stop. It's insane."
'Has he no idea what I've just done for him?' I wonder.
"I just opened up a whole new world of opportunity for you. A chance to grab everything you've ever dream of- Chloe."
His expression is one only described as pure disbelief. "What do you want me to say? Thank you?"
"That would be sufficient."
"Well I'm not going to! You're messing with Chloe's life! What are we? Pawns in your little game?"
"That's what life is." I step up to him boldly, "A game. Where most of us are screwed over, playing a loser's hand, but only a lucky few find themselves winning. That's the point where everything matters. Finding enough guts, determination and drive to take a gamble and put everything on the line. And I, just gave you the upper hand."
He closes his eyes and sighs, as if trying to consume it all at once, while I sit down in one of the plush waiting room chairs. "What about yourself?"
"I... already lost." I press my eyes shut and lightly grip my chair as I feel my head spin once again. Memories flooding back, pain pricking at me, trying to get me to lose control.
{He's laughing. Oh G*d.... does he know what he does to me? My heart beats a little faster.. he touches my cheek.. Oh G*d...}
"I.." I try to speak, but it's all too much.
{The dance hall is dim. A slow song plays and he rubs his cheek across mine. Every touch sends shivers down my spine.. His breath heats my ear.. "I love you. I'll always love you..." }
"No..." My head spins. Oh G*d. Stop!
"No.. No..."
{His smile is so bright and his eyes shine... I'm lost. I long to reach out to him, but he's not mine to touch. He's here one day, but gone forever the next.}
"All I ever wanted was a second chance," I whisper and then all goes black.