"Don't even think it." Already knowing what was going through Evelyn's mind. It didn't just stop at Collen asking Evelyn to date him in the past. He had asked her to marry him too. Each time she always would turn him down. One of the times she was drunk and gave him one of the real reasons she wouldn't accept his proposal. Because In her mind she wasn't good enough for him.
Collen breathed a deep sigh running his fingers through her hair. 'Time and again I've told her it's not true, told her how much I love her and it all comes back to this.' It was honestly frustrating to Collen. If she would simply say the words he would happily spend the rest of his life w
At the hospital. "What's the problem?" Evelyn asked glaring at the doctors who were talking amongst themselves. Some time ago she overheard the group saying he may possibly need surgery after wheeling him into a medical room. But since then no one had entered the room, apart from a nurse that would occasionally glance through the window at the man, and pop in the room for a minute. "Well Ma'am the problem is he has no form of identification, you don't know who he is either, we don't know if he has insurance, we don't know who to bill, we don't even know if he has the funds to pay for any of this. The costs are going to be fairly significant. Even if he does have insurance, chances are he will still have to pay a hefty sum of money." "So what happens now!?" Evelyn demanded. She felt pure rage building up in her heart as she was glaring at the doctor. Although she wasn't saying anything, his mind was screaming this woman was a threat. "Look lady,
'Once again shot down.' Collen let a sigh escape his lips. After showing Evelyn the ring and her crying for some time she jumped up from the couch, and firmly shot down his proposal once again."I'm not gonna give up!" Collen called over his shoulder leaving their office waving goodbye."Give up or I'll have you cleaning the restrooms again!" Evelyn yelled. Calling out from the other side of the door.As the door fully shut behind Collen, he couldn't help but feel let down, as gloom over took his face. Making for the elevator, he was just about to pass the bar when he noticed something. He froze mid step, took two steps backwards and look to his left at the bar counter. Rebecca was twisting side to side in a stool behind the bar. Her Elbows resting on the counter, her chin atop her interlocked fingers while looking at Collen with a giant shit eating grin."Sooo boss..... Are we having a good day?~" Rebecca was near singing the question, her grin gro
Collen had never been a model. His entire life was spent either in the streets or the dirt. Before The Garden there was very little glamour in his life. Even after striking it rich he never flaunted it or lived a life of extravagance. There was the few nicer odds and ends he would get for himself, but they were usually vehicle related.... Or Anime... 'Okay so Im a nerd! ' He thought to himself. He had three crutches in life, fast cars/motorcycles, Oakley sun glasses, and anime/manga. Give him those things and he was set. In short if you didn't count his favorite car. He still lived a frugal and common life.So in all honesty he didn't have the slightest idea what the girls felt when they heard news of their acceptance. Nor did he fully grasp what it was like to influence and shoot the latest fashions, brands, or to walk the runway. But he knew what he felt seeing their excitement, their happiness. Just being accepted as models, he got to witness many women break down an
The elevator opened into a large garage 'It's totally the bat cave!' Alison thought to herself. In the center of it on a small raised platform was the orange and Black Bugatti Veyron. The car was clearly meant to be the center piece but there was many other Vehicles parked there as well, mostly classic cars as well, Ford, Chevrolet, BMW, Austin Healey, Aston Martin, Nissan. There was at least twenty other cars parked on either side of the garage. All of them detailed and polished to perfection. If not the two women standing beside Collen, this collection would make even people who weren't big car collectors green with envy.Collen's ring tone echoed in the underground garage. "Is that Drunken Lullabies?" Daphne raised an eyebrow at Collen. It was in fact Drunken Lullabies - By Flogging Molly. 'Evelyn must have changed my ring tone when I wasn't looking again.' He thought to himself simply pressing the Answer button his expression dead pan. It was an on
!!!Collen clench his fist in anger and began moving his way through the crowd. 'There's always that one prick ruins everything for others.' He thought to himself. 'I don't care if people insult me, hurt me, do whatever you want, I can tolerate it, if it's done to ME! But not to my friends!' Collen thought. His body began to warming up with his anger spreading from his core to the top of his head and tips of his fingers, after witnessing the man touching Daphne without her consent.Daphne jumped by the sudden sensation of her butt being squeezed, she could see over her shoulder Collen was already making his way through the crowd to her. She was worried he may do something he would regret, but before she could call out to Collen, before he could reach Daphne's location. Something completely unexpected happened."Hey what do you think you're doing to Ms. Green!?" Someone cried out. The young man on the car hood look towards his feet in surprise, he was sudde
"Welcome to DayDreams Night club." The man said slowly opening the door behind him allowing them passage through."I'm sorry about the name." Daphne whispered before passing through the door. The guard's gaze stayed forward but he gave Daphne a small nod of the head in acknowledgement."Let's say I've grown accustom to my Boss's peculiarities." The guard knew exactly who put the name on the list so it didn't bother him in the least."Thanks mate, really am sorry about the name. I'll try having him change it." Collen said waving to the guard. Obviously the man couldn't see the wave but he could feel the air pressure change from Collen's motions.Hearing this the Guard's expression was showing emotion for the first time. "Please sir don't... I promise it will only get worse if you do." He asked Collen pleadingly.'Dear god what kind of names did Dane put down on that list?' Collen raised an eyebrow, now being slightly concerned for this poor gu
"HAHAHA Did I just hear you right!?" You're trying to claim you know Sylvia Johnston?" Paul was damn near cackling like a man who was pushed to far. "Even I have to say you're trying to put on an act after hearing that one. If I didn't work here I wouldn't even be able to get near her unless I ambush her in an alley as she was leaving work!" Margo chided. Her face was no longer friendly, In this moment her expression was one of scorn and mockery. 'I've seen and heard of countless people coming into the club claiming they were friends or family of Sylvia or Dane, and not a single one was being honest.' Margo thought to herself. 'I guess this Irish guy is no better then the rest.' In this moment Margo's refusal to accept the unknown, switched Collen from Patron to enemy. 'Don't Fuck with me!' She thought eyeing Collen her expression turned down right sour. "You need to leave now." She barked at Collen. She didn't care what his game was, he was upsetting a
"HAHAHA! What are you going to start scrolling through all the contacts in your phone hoping someone can pull you out of the shit storm that you brought on yourself?" Paul began laughing blatantly waving his finger in Collen's face. Margo was trying not to kick a man while they're down, and was giving it her best effort not to laugh as well. Though she wasn't able to hold it all in she at least covered her mouth quickly before turning around.The only person that wasn't moving or laughing was the bouncer. 'Of course I know this name! But is it real?' The bouncer began dabbing the back of his neck with a piece of cloth as a nervous sweat began forming all over his body. There were two ways he could go about this. First - Completely disregard this guy and risk his job, and a possible beating if he was wrong. Yes people had shown up previously claiming to know Sylvia, but no average dressed person would show up and claim they knew Dane. Business men and other rich folks would sh