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"Dear mother, I love you and would always stay by your side, you just keep on fighting and I would do whatever it takes to save you. You are the only one that I have..."You are the only one that I have". I repeated again, as I tried holding back my tears, but the more I tried, the more it spilled. The words are still fresh, they kept on dancing in my head."Seven million"."We need to perform the surgery on your mother or else, she might..."Enough!"I remember yelling at the doctor, even though I knew his words were true, she needs it, but the money is something I would never be able to earn, even if I work from day to dawn, I would never be able to get that amount."I don't want to lose you Ma" Burying my face on my mother's sick body, my eyes bled tears again, but at last, crying would never solve anything, it would never pay the bills, I needed to accept that fact.My shaking hands reached for my phone, as my swollen eyes traced down, staring at my contact.I have already called almost all of my contact list, only to realize that I have useless people numbers saved to my phone, people who would never help you in time of need, they all turned their back on me.The quote is right: Indeed in time of need, you know who your true friends are. Staring at my phone miserably, I have only two option left, only two phone numbers that I haven't reached out to.Technically it was only a number left to call, the second told me the same story: "Am sorry but I can't help you, I don't have anything to support you with, am sorry"It's always the same news, but still I don't blame Audrey, my second best friend. Life has been unfair to her as well, life has been shitty and unfair to everyone, everyone except her...My last and only hope.I stared at the number with pounding heart, before dialing it. The long beeps seems endless, only when am about to give up that she eventually picked up.Loud cheerful noises in the background, it seemed she's having a blast, while am here surviving to the point of dying. I will repeat again, life is so shitty!, to say I envy Camille is an understatement, I wished I had her life. I wish I was rich, happy and famous."Hello!, Hello!" Her ever so confident voice brings me back to life, out of my forever misery. I cleared my throat and braced myself, this is the only hope I have left."Hi Camille, I..my mom.." Not five sentence, I find myself shedding countless tears again. Well done Iris, you can't even control yourself, I yelled at my inner self. I feel so ashamed knowing that Camille will hear me crying, but am sorry that I can't help it."Camille..."Iris sweetie, what's wrong?" I hear her voice at the other end. I know her too well, her sweet tone could all be a big lie, but again, it seemed she actually cared, partially.I wiped my eyes and bite my lips to stop the tears. Trying to control myself before speaking, I hear her voice again."Iris?..."My mom is sick, I..I ..need money" Swallowing the lump on my throat, I voiced out."I..."Hush dear, it going to be alright. You know where to find me, meet me in the next 5 minutes, Got it?"I, who could barely be able to say anything, waited until the call ended. As soon as it disconnected, my legs start running. I don't think I have ever been this desperate before, but I don't care.All I can think about is one, just one person lying on the sick bed with closed eyes, I don't ever want that eyes to be closed forever. No, I don't think I would ever be able to bare it.Dashing out of the hospital, my heart keeps on pounding as I boarded a cab, I needed no one to tell me to hurry, if I could fly I would.Paying the cab driver the last dime on me, I arrive at the one place Camille could ever be.People running all around, the smell of expensive perfume in the air, glorious expensive season dresses lying on the chair to the worn by the diva herself.I wish I could steal one of those dresses to sell and earn a little cash, but I don't want to tarnish Camille image, after all she would help me right?My eyes on the glorious place, it's like a whole new universe, where everything works out for her. Oh damn I envy her, I have said that earlier, I would say it again. I wish I could be her, I wish my life don't stink.My swollen eyes searches around, it meets the one I find, people around her, she looks just wow. The artist applies the makeup to her face and make her look a whole lot prettier, who wouldn't want to be her.The famous actress, the talk of the city, if she gives me the money, she would be my savior and I would forever worship her.I am an actress too, but my career went downhill, I acted in one movie and that's it. The director thinks I don't have what it takes, I don't understand why I can never be good at anything.I am the nobody who needs money like hell, it's embarrassing, but I am in no place to feel embarrassed now."Ca.. Camille". I whispered in order not to draw attention, hoping she would hear me, but she didn't. After all, she's in her own world, in a universe where everything's right from her."Camille!" I called again a bit louder, she turns around and noticed me at last, she beams. Even though we are best friends, it makes me wonder if she is that willing to help, either way I would forever be grateful."Leave us alone" She said in a commanding tone to the artist and just like that, the woman vanish from our sight, so much authority Camille has."God Iris, you look horrible" That was the first word Camille spoke. "Gee, am so glad my misery is obvious for everyone to see" I thought heartbroken, as my eyes glued on her ever so fair glowing skin.It's hurt to realize my situation was so sad, my eyes unable to bare it, it blurs my vision again, am crying for the hundredth time once again. It hurts to know the person you love so dearly is on the brick of death.My eyes goes back to Camille face, I see her twitch, she's disgusted by my tears and does nothing to hide it."Enough with the tears" I hear her voice, it was more of a command than pity, I don't want to annoy her, cause she is my only hope, so I wipe my tears immediately."I need money Camille" Wiping my swollen green eyes, I go straight to the issue that had been bleeding my heart."My mom's sick, she'll die, she'll... Her phone rings.She picks the call and hurry to leave, ignoring my tears. Even though she was far away from me, I could hear her yelling at the unknown on the phone.Waiting for her seemed endless, my heart's bleeding again, every minute counts for my mom's health, sooner the better.Click clack in rhythmic movement, her heels returns."You need money right?""Yes, I would do anything, I would do anything, please" I cried, it didn't take me minutes to plead to her. My swollen eyes on her face, she looks at me straight in the eyes."You'll get any amount you name"It's sounded like a dream, she would get the treatment, my mother would be well again, tears found it way round my eyes again, as I reach for Camille, but she stops me halfway."You would do anything right?" The question comes as a shock to me, but I manage to keep calm, as I wipe my eyes again."What. do. you. mean." I stammered."Business darling" She replied, giving me a smug smile."I have a urge photoshoot, can't miss it. Wet desires, 254 street, I need you to go to that address""N..no" I stammered, shaking my head continuously."Go, room 55. He would give you the money, not me" Camille grinned, as my head kept on spinning. Even though, it was completely obvious for everyone to know she's wealthy, yet she was giving me a stupid disgusting deal."W..why do you want me to go to a stranger, w..who is he?" My lips stammered."Does it matter" She replied back, giving me a annoyed look."I can't do this, no I can't" I protested, staring at her big blue eyes in horror, hoping she would change her mind, but she didn't. Tears found it way in my eyes, yet again.It felt like we were stranger, not best friends. What was I thinking, that she would help me willingly?. I was so wrong."Wet dreams, 254 street" She repeated staring at me blankly, before curving her lips into a smile."It's just for one night and you'll have a healthy mother again, you do love your ma?" The grin wider, my best friend turned out to be the villain."Choose wisely" Her words echoed straight into my head.I hate her right now, but all I feel is pain, am hopeless. It's true, everything does has a cost....Red lips, Red tight dress, Dead eyes. This is not me!, this is not my dress, but the dress Camille forced me to wear, before leaving. This is the damn shitty life am forced to live.My so called best friend couldn't even help me willingly.More tears gathers, but I wiped it away from my eyes, before reapplying the mascara once again. My heart's pounding, but I must not waver, all I can think about is my mother waking up again and if this is the only way way to make that happen, then I must do it.The door is the only boundary between me and the unknown that's inside the room. Once I go in, there's no going back. Deep breaths, I take out my mirror from my little black purse and check my face again. My hands barely holding the mirror still, I immediately put it back into my red purse, in order to prevent it from falling, shattering on the cold floor and causing a ruckus.I could just run away, but am not a coward, am I?. I asked my heavy heart one last time. My hand on the door ha
..."I don't want either of us to ever forget this night, my dear Camille".I heard his voice more audibly, his voice... I know his voice!"It can't be"...I feel my heart pounding faster, the same voice belongs to the one that has always been with Camille, the one that had always made her heart flutter, the same one that had proposed to her and put the shiny ring on her finger."No, it can't possibly be, my heart leaps into my mouth, Camille's "Boyfriend"!."It's not him, I did not go into the wrong room, I would never possibly make that mistake, I would... Words leaving my lips, all that's replaced is nothing but fear. The cruel fear is back, making my naked body shiver under the blanket.He calls "Camille" over and over again, gently shaking my body, the more he calls out, the more I feel like dying."It's can't be him, no" My head keeps spinning, and my mouth shivered, refusing to speak, refusing to reply to his calls. Suddenly he stops calling Camille's name over again, making me
Wet dreams, 254 street. Room 55.XAVIER'S P.O.V...."You. know. nothing, Mr. Billionaire Xavier" She yelled to my face, before dashing out of the room."How dare she, fuck!" My hand grabbing a vase, I smash it on the floor, then another and another, until the whole floor is covered with pieces of glasses. I don't fucking care!My head barely able to stay still, I put my clothes back on."How could Iris do this" A immense part of my heart is hurt, maybe it's because I trusted her. I trusted a bitch and got disappointed.I try to sit down and process everything, but the more I try to stay calm, the angrier I got. I fucking slept with Iris, Damnit!, I have cheated on Camille, my inner self mocked me, even though I clearly didn't do it intentionally."You are a cheat!" My mind repeated again."Shut the fuck up" I threw another glass again, smashing the entire mirror."You would pay for this Iris Bones, I would fucking destroy you" I stared at my reflection through the remaining pieces of
IRIS'S P.O.V...Two weeks, it been two weeks since I abandoned and broke all ties with Camille and her so called boyfriend, I have nothing to do with them anymore and I regret absolutely nothing!.My eyes trace down, I look back at her face, feeling my lips curve, before wiping the teardrops off my eyelids. I would cry no more... it was worth it....."Congratulations, the surgery was a success" Black eyeballs, the doctor said, as I could feel my heart practically exploding. I blink twice, wiping the tears that swelled on my eyelids."You... mean...my...mom..."Yes ma'am, he said taking a step closer to me, but I don't mind, I feel like hugging him and kissing all his face, after all he was the one that saved my mother's life. Those absurd feelings trying to gain control of me, I pinch my arm to stop myself from bouncing on top of the doctor with joy."But we will have to keep your mother in the hospital for supervision, we don't want..."It's alright doctor, I .. Holy Christ" I cut
"ROSIE'S P.O.V" [XAVIER'S MOTHER]"Steel's fashion Company, Skyscraper, floor 568"."Madame Felisha loves the dresses we sold to her, I believe she said it was astonishing in french" My secretary, Clover Bridges said, bleeding my ears for the hundredth time today."She loves the dress", "He loves the dress", am getting too old for this, I stirred my already cold coffee, paying little attention to what clover kept on blabbering about.Don't get me wrong, I am the city's most famous fashion designer, the diva herself, who owns this master company and the proud mother of the city's most eligible Billionaire, Xavier Steel.Sometimes it's nice to admire yourself for your brilliance, it feels good, everyone worships me, except for the fact that am not a very proud mother. I have no grandson, no heir that will inherit all this riches after me and that son of mine, Xavier, pass on. I could feel my heart boiling, my lips let out a frown.All Xavier ever cares about is that wretched Camille, t
CAMILLE'S P.O.VI disconnects the call, trying to calm myself down. How dare that low class nobody call me, because of that bitch friend Iris, sorry, ex best friend.Iris is pregnant and so fucking what, as much as am concerned, if that bitch likes she can wander off a cliff, I don't darn care. All I want is Xavier back and I would get him, my lips curved into a big grin, as I remembered the call.I called Xavier and he wants to meet me. My heart leaped, as I stared at myself in the mirror, playing with the strands of my bouncy hair.Even though I didn't hear his voice on the other end, I know he wants me back too, he's just angry, but soon all he's anger will fade away, with the surprise I have planned for him.He's mad at me that I wasn't the one with him on that night. Fine, cause now I would make it up with all this beauty. My eyes drifting to the bed covered with rose petals, I bite my lower lip, I can't wait for him to come over.The billionaire is mine and would always be mine.
ROSIE'S P.O.V...I checked myself out on the mirror one last time before smiling contently, the mother of the famous billionaire must always look her best. Am satisfied with the expensive golden dress I put on and stepped out of the mansion, before finally entering into my luxurious car."Do you have the address" I asked my guard. He nods his head, I feel a smile, curve at the side of my lips. Everything is turning out even much better than I had planned.Only one thing, there's only one thing that needs to be done. My hand dipping into my golden purse, I bring out my phone, dialing his number. Long endless beeps, yet I keep my cool. He finally picks up..."Do you really think you could hide this from me forever" I yelled out, listening to his silent breathing on the other end. He wants to say something, probably deny, but I would never let that happen, I would let that scum Camille win, I feel my blood boiling, I hold the phone tighter."After you did the right thing, you want to t
IRIS'S P.O.V...The car stops in front of a company made with pure glass, my eyes goes round, and I stared at the building through the car's window. The skyscraper, gorgeous, but would never be a place for a girl like me, Never!.The car's door opens again and I get out. My wandering eyes yet again goes back to stare at the skyscraper. In front it was written "STEEL'S". Immediately I see that, I feel my heart becoming bitter, as only one person comes to my head, but still I manage to ignore it.The woman's car stops as well and I see her step out. Her eyes moving to the side, she looks at me, before gesturing me to come along with her.She wants me to come along with her to gods know where. What relates us to each other, what does she wants and how does she knows me...So many zillion questions clouded my head at once. I feel, no...I WANT to run far away from here, but my legs, as if been controlled, walked along with this woman into the hundred feet building."Click, Clack" With ev