Til Death Do Us Part

Chapter Two

My name is Laurelyne Ishikawa, 20 years old. and I hate being a woman. But I have no choice. I'm here for my interview in modeling. The 77-story tower standing tall in the middle of the town made me dizzy. But I took my steps firmly toward it. The high heels and skimpy skirt and body- hugging blouse didn't make it so easy. But I'd survive it. I have to.

I came to the door of the building. The guard standing there gave me a whistle as I entered. I couldn't blame him. I had a full-developed body. Slim. sexy, but that wasn't an excuse. I gave him a dirty look and he made a step back. I guess I frightened him. I've always been accused of having eyes so cold. so cruel. I continued walking toward the elevator where a guy in coat and tie with Caucasian features stood waiting. He had blue eyes, pink lips, a perfect tan, and a sculptured body to match. I may not know much about this, but one thing's for sure, this is what women call devastatingly handsome guy. He must be in a hurry the way he kept on glancing at his watch. And he didn't even give me more than a side-glance. Not that it mattered.

The elevator tinkled as the door slid open and that's when he accidentally hit the girl inside. I watched her face caught by surprise as she stumbled onto the floor. I waited for him to help her with the clothes she had been carrying, now scattered all over the elevator floor. But he didn't bother. All he did was straighten his coat and look at her with annoyance and impatience. This lit a flame in the silent ocean. The girl was young; probably 16 just like my sister, and I was not letting him treat her like this.

"Are you gonna stand there all day and stare at her like a stupid oaf." I said bending down to help her pick the clothes in a voice as calm as I could muster. They both looked at me caught in surprise. The girl and the young man, disbelief carved deep in their faces. She stared at me her eyes wide with disbelief. He studied me skeptically with an eyebrow raised. She stood up and began picking the clothes nervously. He glanced at his watch before replying.

"Excuse me?"

My patience was growing short. "I said aren't you gonna--"

"I know what you said, I'm not deaf." he cut in coldly.

"Well then get a move on it." I said in an annoyed voice.

"And why should I?" he said folding his arms in front of him.

"Maybe..." I began pretending to think, then putting my hands on my hips, I gave him a level look and continued, "Because it was your fault she fell!" Then I noticed the girl staring at us nervously back and forth. And after a minute of silence she mumbled.

"No it was my fault. I'm sorry."

And with that, ran fast on her heels. I followed her with my eyes as she darted off in a corner. That was all I could do not to run after her. And in the corner of my eyes, I saw him. The glint of triumph in his eyes. His lips forming a twisted smile as he took his steps lightly towards the open elevator. And that was all I needed, to know this just can't end here.

Gathering up my strength, I slammed my body hard into him and watched the shock that clouded his face as he fell down hard on the floor before the elevator door completely slid close, leaving him behind. I wanted to do more. Maybe to beat the crap out of him. But no, that will have to do. Not now. Not here. Not me.



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