Alone

Sandra's pov

I drove off with my BMW i8 down to Via Torino; the fashion mall, where I signed a 3- year modeling contract.

The short trip to the place wasn't smooth as I had to drive on gravel, but I relaxed my nerves as soon as a sweet flowering smell of summer hit my nostrils.

I was able to forget about the eerie sensation I got from the house as I drove camly, relishing the beauty of the environment.

I picked up my phone to update and keep up with the updates on I*. The last live streaming I made still have a lot of people commenting; postive and negative alike.

I cared less about the negative comments - person will always talk.

I mount my phone on the selfie stick, ready to go live.  I had barely even smiled when my phone pinged with non-stop notifications from fans - this kind of feeling is what I love about being an influencer on social media platforms.

I got bored quickly, so I stopped streaming.

The drive to the place was taking longer than I was told and my G****e navigator seems to be malfunctioning.

It took me a while to notice that I have been driving longer than expected - the one hour drive has taken an extra and I couldn't help lashing out my frustration at the wheel.

Stupid thing!!!.

I looked around, hoping I'd find someone to direct me, but was shocked to see that I have been traveling through the same woods, and no sign of life in sight

My throat went dry, my heat beat racing as thoughts of evil beings creeping upon me run through my mind. Beads of sweat forming on my head and hands gripping  the wheels.

I panicked when the buzzing sound from my phone came through.

What if the tone alerts the enemy?.  And with one swift I placed it on vibration. The call came through again, but I hesitated for a while before looking over the screen to see that my caller is no other person than my best friend, Nelly.

"Hello, princess!". I heard her usual high-pitched melodious voice, that would have brought a smile on my face if not for the current situation. 

I manage to control my laboured breaths.

"Hello, amor!' I replied with a fake Italian accent. We both giggled at my poor attempt. Mine, a little bit forceful

"How's our famous model doing?". 

"I am doing well, heading over there to sign the contract".

I beamed when I saw a busy road ahead, not too far from where I was driving.

Thank God. 

"Is anything the matter?. Nelly asked.

"No. Why?. I replied. Eyes totally fixed on the road, silently counting down.

"You just said, 'Thank God'. She said. She sounded worried so I reassured her.

"Really. I am fine. I was struggling with my G****e navigator, but I am ok".

"Alright, if you say so. How's your sweetheart doing?". She asked. In her usual lively voice that made me smile this time.

"Xanvier is fine. And he has gone to work" 

"Say 'hello'to him for me. I wish you both the best. Love you. Muah!!"

"Muah!". I kissed back. We giggled and she ended the call.

I pulled up at the packing lot in front of a huge building with the company's name and handed my keys over to the valet as I stepped into it. 

"Welcome ma" . A young secretary greeted as soon as she saw me walking over to her desk.

" Good morning"  I replied.

My eyes wandered to her long, healthy looking black hair which looks more curly and beautiful than mine. She smells nice too.

"You have a nice hair". I complemented.

" Thank you" she blushed. "They are ready to see you now,". She informed.

I thanked her and just as i was about entering into the office., She blurted out, "You are beautiful, Miss Sandra"..

"You too".

I smiled and waved at her.