Stormy Banks is an ordinary eighteen year old in college. all her life, she seemed perfectly normal until she meets Scott Bentley. Scott is a narcissistic boy with rude behaviours. He never lived a normal childhood and he wasn't planning on living the rest of his life normal, until he meets Stormy and she changes his upside down world into a beautiful chaos. But troubles and their past seemed to hunt their relationship as they move on, testing them at every turn.
View MoreThe honking of the Taxi jerked me up at once. If I had know the ride from the airport to my new apartment would be this long, I would've bought tacos. I jumped out of the taxi, paid the fare and then greeted an elderly woman also entering the apartment building.
I made my way quickly for the front desk. A red head smiled unknowingly at me. She was the one behind desk.
"How may I help you?" She asked. Somewhat grumpy. I traced the stain of ketchup on her shirt all the way, to her under table where a big burger sat. I was obviously disturbing her lunch. The tag on her shirt read. Judy.
"Hi, Judy. I'm here to collect the keys to my apartment."
Her brows rose up instantly. "And your name is?"
"Stormy Banks"
She pressed into her computer until she sighed and handed me a slip and then the key to my apartment.
"The house is all yours" she grinned at me. I'm sure she did that because she finally got rid of me. I read the number on the key. Apartment 50. I started up the elevator to my apartment eager to see it. Of course, I'd checked the house online before I bought it but still, the internet can be tricky.
Staring at Apt 50, a smile crept up on my face opening this door and stepping into this place is starting a new life. A new life away from Canada where my mom is. I turned the key in the lock and opened the door halfway. The sight of the wooden floor made me smile, next came the milky and ash wallpaper and then I stepped into a room of cushions and sofas. It wasn't all that big but everything was arranged and in order.
A thought came to me and I hurried to check out the most important place in the house. The place that made me love this apartment. I hurried to the kitchen and stared in awe at the wonderful sight. Everything was placed well. Cabinets, drawers, a coffee machine even sat on the counter.
A vision of me in the kitchen all day cooking and baking made me giggle out loud. It was no secret I love to cook and bake. The kitchen is where I work out most of my stress. I grabbed my phone from my bag calling my mom.
"Sweety" her voice was squeaky and I missed her instantly.
"Hey mom. I arrived already"
"Hmm...how was your flight darling?" The sound of an espresso machine going off in the background made me smile. I'm just like my mom. I could spend a whole day in the kitchen. Just having espresso.
"It was nice mom. Thanks for the first class ticket"
"Anything for you darling she gulped her espresso and made a satisfying sound. "So have you checked your apartment out?"
"I'm standing in the kitchen mom" I squealed.
"That's wonderful honey. Send me a pic" she chuckled. I instantly took pictures around the kitchen and gave a close shot of the coffee machine on the counter and sent it.
"Oh..baby when can I come visit" she sniffed.
"Anytime mom" we both giggled like school girls.
"So how about your school. You signed in yet?"
"I'll do that tomorrow. I'm jetlagged and need to rest" my fingers ran down the body of the coffee maker.
"Oh sure honey. Don't forget to take Ginseng tea, dear. It's relaxing"
"Yes mom"
"Alright. Bye honey and take care of yourself" I told her bye and then the phone went dead. Great I need to charge. It went off right on time. I blew kisses in the kitchen before exiting and going up the stairs to check out my room. It was as beautiful as the rest of the room but nothing stood out to the kitchen.
I got into the shower and relaxed a bit before going back into the kitchen. I opened all the drawers. I need to go grocery shopping. I pulled out a ginseng tea bag and boiled it before adding milk to it. Mom was right. It is relaxing.
I glanced at the wall clock. It was past five but I could still do a little shopping for breakfast tomorrow. I grabbed my coat and the key before locking up. I noticed Judy again and waved at her. She only grinned. She'll warm up to me anyway. She'll be seeing me more often now.
Instead of taking a taxi, I decided to walk down the street, at least checking out my surrounding. I discovered a mall was close by and then the sight of a certain Perry cafe made me jump. I skipped towards it. The place was downright amazing. It was also organised and put cleanly in an English style. I walked up to the bar stand. A pretty lady stood making cappuccino.
"Hey there"
"Oh..hi. didn't see you there" she smiled. I read her name tag. Barrister Rose. Hmm...I'm sure she could show me a few recipes on cafe makings.
"I'm sorry I startled you. I just saw this place and loved to come"
She leaned against the counter. "Let me guess, you love the art of cooking"
A smile crept up on my face. "I sure do"
She clapped her hands pulling out a seat and ushering me to take a seat too. I grabbed a bar stool.
"You and I are going to get along swimmingly"
"How so?"
"I could show you some new cafe stunts. I've been dying to share it with Someone" Rose grinned. Her braces shown in The light.
"Well, good cause I'm ready to listen"
"First" Rose poured me a mug of espresso and then added milk. I took the mug with a thank you and then sipped on it. My brain sizzled. Now that's what you call an Espresso Macchiato.
If I had buzzed my mom and told her where I was, I knew she'd be giggling and sqealing in my ears. My mom always had this sweet little dream of opening her own cafe.
Playlist;The Scientistby Corinne Bailey Rae ••• Two Years Later "You make a beautiful bride" I say to Val and her eyes brighten up like lots of stars. She seems so happy, carefree and have been super nice recently. Actually, it all started when she started dating that Ben guy. Remember? The eye-glass guy. The one that creeped the hell out of Scott at his sendforth party 2years ago. Speaking of Scott... When he left to Milan, we'd been in touch. He'd called a lot of times, we face-timed. And even though it wasn't always easy, with him being so far away, we coped. More than once I'd seen him with other girls on social meida and I'd grow jealous but he'd say they're only friends. We had a fight once because of that, and we didn't speak for a whole week but we made right up. Since then, we didn't speak much. We seemed to just distance oursel
I walk down the aisle of Target mall, picking whatever junk there is to pick. Scott is by my side. One hand stuffed in his pocket, while the other navigated the trolley.It's his last day here in NY with me and we decided to do some shopping. It wasn't the most fanciest thing to do together seeing he was leaving tomorrow but who cares! He solely agreed to come shopping with me even though he hated shopping, and malls all together."Is that all you want babe?" He asked and I grin. Oh yeah, he's paying for all the junk I pick. Consider it a little present for his going away. It's been months since I came to the realization that Scott wouldn't be with me again for a long time, but now the burden is just weighing on me so much, because it's so close."Not exactly. I want more snacks" I say and take a left turn on another aisle. Scott being the patient boyfriend that he was, followed me without complaining.
Two weeks since Scott and I have been back together. The sentence seemed impossible but here we are. Now we're planning for Scott's sendforth party to Milan. He'd be leaving in two days time, and Elle just saw it fit to throw him a party as we might not see for a year or months."That's a very unlucky color" Scott said in a annoyance behind me."Are you being sarcastic or you're just being an ass" I tell him and his eyes roll."Oh yeah, my sarcasm meter is really red right now" he sends me a short and attitudinal smile which sends me into a fit of laughter. And like all other events, Scott was thinking of sitting this one out too. But he can't, because the event was made for him."Try out the navy blue suit" I suggest."Are you fucking with me right now? It's a sendforth not a wedding!" He growls."But you want to look good" I tell him, his left brow go up.
I have my hair In a loose bun by the time I'm out for the shower, I oiled my skin, making it glow so bright. My eyes are no longer dull, my lip is no longer twitched in an annoying manner. I feel happy with myself. Happy that I'm happy within. The very person that's brought me sorrow in the last few months is now the same person making me happy. He's always been the one making me happy.And even when he couldn't remember me, somtimes I sat and thought of what could've been, or what had been. I visited the lake so many times, remembering the time I went there with Scott. I woee most of his shirts at night, and I listened to The Fray so much because it reminded me of him and the time we first argued about a favorite band, on one of the first days we met.I smile, glaring at myself in the mirror before I walk out of the bathroom, I fling on one of Scott's shirt on as I know he always loved when I wore it. Nothing's changed I hope.
Storm POVWhen I wake up, my eyes immediately dart to the floor-to-ceiling window, covered with grey and white curtains. Then I turn to stare at the grey pillow. My head didn't hurt so much, I wasn't feeling too drowsy, and I feel light.The door pushed opened and in walks Scott, his eyes wide when he sees me on the bed, then he drops the tray in his hand before hurrying to me. His arms wrap round my body and I'm rigid for a while before I burst into a fit of tears, my arms almost strangling the air out of him as I hold him tight."I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he muttered, his voice shaking. When he pulls away a little bit, I see tears in his eyes and they're red. It's not everyday you see Scott cry, and seeing him cry now, just jerks me."You remember now" I mutter with tears, my palms touching both his cheeks.He lowers his head, sobbing and hiccuping some more, I place my hand
Scott POVThe back of my head is stinging with so much pain as I try to get up from the floor. Kim is hovering over me with a look of what I think is worry in her eyes. I glare at Nolan who suddenly looked guilty for hitting me."Are you ok?" Kim asks, her palms touching my cheek.I stare round the room at the eyes staring down at me. Kale is missing and so is..."Where's Storm?" I ask as I hurry to get off the floor. Kim eyes flew wide when I ask of Storm."Did you just call her Storm and not Stormy?" Nolan asked, approaching me carefully."What the fucking hell is wrong with all of you? Where is Storm?" I yell.I see Kale run back, look of panic on his face. "I really can't find her anywhere" he says and I frown."Who?" I ask him."Stormy" Kale sighs, his hands flying into his hair."Don
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