I know some of what I wrote concerning the fashion industry won't work in real life but for the sake of fiction, please be with me.

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Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

'Don't Stop Believing' by Journey


Days passed, then months. Before I knew it I was doing yet another shoot. Bella persuaded me to take the streaming photoshoots that were being offered to me. And because I loved her so much – my job too— I took them all. It's really tiring what I'm doing right now. I would have a week or less break before I start with another photo shoot. Bella and I rarely have time alone anymore. If I have to work, she's on her break and vice versa. This is already getting on my nerves.

But I cannot complain because I loved what I'm doing. Posing for the camera is what I do best. I can be myself in front of the lens.

I was currently in the living room sitting on the floor, sketching on the coffee table. Recently, I started creating designs again. I don't know what has gotten into me and I just had the feeling that I should draw again.

"Baby, I'm home." Bella called when she walked inside our apartment from a photoshoot. I was doing the final touches on my sketch when she entered the living room. "Hey baby." She greeted then bent down to kiss my head.

When I finished my sketch, I got up from the floor then joined Bella on the couch. I leaned my head on her shoulder as she draped her arm on my shoulder. I placed the sketch of my dress in front of us and let her look at it.

"What do you think?" I asked her. The dress was a shaded orange to pink floor length tube gown that wrapped around the upper body then flowed to the waist up to the ground.

"I think that you should start your own line. You're already in the fashion business. It shouldn't be hard for your designs to be known. Alice, you shouldn't put your talent to waste. This is really good." She told me, motioning to my drawing. As much as I wanted to go back to designing, modeling is a stressful job already. I couldn't add another thing to my list of stress.

"I want to but I love modeling too much. And I can't do both. It's very tiring." I placed my sketch on the coffee table then relaxed by Bella's side.

"I have an idea."

"What?" I asked, curious about this idea.

"Why don't you take a break from modeling for a while, do some sketches, do your line then model for the finished product." She suggested. I looked at Bella for a long time. Had she thought about this before?

"Do you think it'll work?"

"It'll work baby. Have faith in your designs. It's brilliant! Besides, I'll help you with it." She said.

I thought about it for a long time. I didn't immediately quit modeling since I had a ton of photoshoots lined up before that discussion ever happened. But it didn't also meant that my attention was solely on modeling.

Monique Lhuillier, a famous fashion designer and Bella's close friend, had discussed with me how to start a line. She told me that I should be ready with a handful of different sketches before starting the clothing line.

So what I did is, while modeling, I made dresses in my free time. I designed it in a hard copy before making the actual dresses from scratch. I made Bella wear them so I can see the final result and to see if there are any little details to change and perfect.

I had two more months of modeling before the production of my dresses will begin. In those two months, I had modeled for three clothes shop. There's Prada, Alice + Olivia and Old Navy. It was flattering that the designers specifically requested for me to model their products but it was really an exhausting job. Yet, it was my passion.

The production of my line started right away a week after my last photoshoot. For three and a half months, I was busy with measuring different sizes of models. I had to do this before mass producing my products. Finding a manufacturer was hard too. They had to get my style right or else we'll have to start from the very beginning.

In between the building of my line, Bella and I were invited to red carpet events where I had a chance to wear my gowns and introduce it to the society. Fashion-savvy, editors and some celebrities was slowly becoming known to them.

At last, on a Fall Season, Alisson Brandon Designs was born. I was ecstatic but nervous at the same time.

**

"Relax, baby." Bella soothed me as she rubbed my arm up and down. Tonight was ABD's breakthrough fashion show. Supermodels like Tyra Banks, Heidi Klum and Giselle Bundchen will be attending my show as well as well-know celebrities.

"What if something bad happens? What if a dress rips off? What if a model doesn't show up? What if –" I didn't get to finish my sentence as Rosalie slapped her hand against my mouth.

"What if you shut your mouth?" Rosalie said, sternly looking at me. "You have to be calm Alice. Nothing will go wrong. Loosen up. This is your night."

Rose was right. I had to calm down. I just had to face whatever will go wrong tonight. Hopefully nothing like that would happen.

When we arrived at the showroom, photographers, as usual, were snapping away. But the production team clearly stated that I will not answer any questions until after the show is over. I quickly walked over to the backstage to prepare and make sure everything was ready for my big night.

When I walked in, people were everywhere. Make artists were doing their job, stage and backstage managers were setting the sound, light and the flow of the entire show.

"Ladies, eight minutes." Franco, the over-all head of the show shouted to inform the models and the stylists that they had little time left. "Ms. Brandon, everything is set. You may go to your seat." He told me before ushering me to my front row seat. My seat was upfront but I can still see the backstage. They would alert me if something went wrong.

My family was here to support me. Jake and Gabby had to fly home from Italy just to see the show. Bella, Angela, Gabby, Rose and I obviously wore an ABD original custom made dress. We were the only ones who had these designs.

Franco signaled to me from the backstage that we only had a minute before the show starts. I counted 60 seconds in my head. Before I knew it, the lights were dimmed and music was blaring through the speaker. I grabbed Bella's hand in my and held to it throughout the show.

The fashion show started of with the gowns. My gowns were describes as elegant but flirtatious. These were specially made for red carpet events. Next batch was the casual outfits. The clothes were made for a casual day out consisting of pants, shorts, skirts, shirts and blouses. To end off the show, the last batch was ABD Fall Collection. It was a collection of designs from leather and wool trench coats, jackets and dresses.

When the last model had walked the runway, Franco ushered me back to the backstage for my walk with the models. Bella kissed my cheek then let go of me. I had a grin plastered on my face the whole time I was walking the runway. Bianca, ABD's 'supermodel' handed me a bouquet of flowers when I reached the end of the stage. We posed for the paparazzi then I kissed both her cheeks and walked back to the backstage.

I thanked all the people that made my dream come true. The models, the crew, the producers and the manufacturers. Without them, the show wouldn't be a success even though I made the designs.

I went back to my family then headed to the after party in Vudu Lounge.

"I'm so proud of you Alice." Bella whispered in my ear as we were sipping drink in the VIP booth I had requested for my family.

"I wouldn't have done it if you didn't pushed me. Thank you."

"No problem." She smiled then attached her mouth to mine.

**

I had to part ways with my manager, Jessica since I didn't need her assistance anymore. And she's a total bitch, if I may add. But I had to hire a personal assistant.

I interviewed some people but none of them were qualified for the job until Vanessa walks into my office. I asked about her living status and found out that her apartment was close to my shop and our apartment here in Manhattan. Vanessa, Nessie, as she liked to be called, came from Nevada. She came to New York 7 months ago to live in the fashion city. She's living on trust fund but wanted to work for a clothing line since she's into 'that kind of stuff' as she puts it. ABD was up and coming and she was interested in working for me. Tish, one of my models, was coincidentally her neighbor and told her that I was looking for a PA. After interviewing her for 45 minutes then having lunch with her, she was already hired.

"You're going to hold onto my work cellphone. You will talk first with clients asking for me to design before we went to work. Sometimes, I'm going to ask you to come to the store and check on some things. Lastly," She was kinda nervous as I ordered her the things her work required to do. Her petite frame was in a straight position as she listened to me. Nessie was looking at me, waiting for me to continue. I smiled at her then said, "you are going to receive clothes from every section of the line, except of course the custom made, and also five items from the Season Collection." Her eyes bulged and her jaw dropped down. "Can you handle the job?"

"YES!" She exclaimed. After realizing she was too loud, Nessie composed herself and said in a soft voice. "Yes, Ms. Brandon. I can handle it."

"Please, call me Alice."

We worked right away starting with paperwork. We had so much to do concerning money since we were renting ABD's location.

"Hey, baby." I jumped up as I heard the voice I've been wanting to hear all day. I walked over to her then smashed my lips to her. I pulled her jacket to me to feel her body more. We haven't been intimate in a long time since she was doing a commercial shoot that had to be done at night.

"Bella! I like you to meet someone." I grabbed her hand then introduced her to Nessie. "Baby this is Nessie, my new assistant. Nessie this is my girlfriend Bella." They shook hands as Nessie informed us that she was an avid fan of Bella.

We hanged out some more, just talking about fashion, until we had to close the store. I told Nessie to come back here at around 11:00 am. Becca, my right hand in the store, told me she was heading home too. We locked up the store then Bella and I walked the New York City streets. Since our apartment was a walking distance, she didn't bring the Corvette with her.

I looked over at Bella and frowned at her. She looked really tired. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, her skin was pale and she had bags under her eyes.

"Bella, I think you should take a break from work. You need to rest." I told her worriedly.

"I know. I'm so tired. I'm glad they let me go home early today. But I'm used to hectic work schedule. I'm born to do this shit." She smiled at me then draped her arm over my shoulder, bringing me closer to her as the wind blew through us. "And since winter is fast approaching, I have a lot of offers for Christmas ads." She informed me.

"When's your last shoot before they let you go?" I asked.

"I don't know." Bella shrugged.

I had to do something. Bella needed to sleep for more than five hours to get her normal appearance back. I noticed she also lost some weight. I'm really worried about her.

I decided to talk with Leah and ask her if she could sneak a vacation period in Bella's schedule.

"She has a five day break two weeks from now." She told me.

That was perfect. I had a plan. I would have Bella all to myself for five days. She would only have to do three things.

Eat.

Sleep.

And have plenty of mind-blowing sex with me.

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