He Saved Me
PTE
est friend Abigail shrieked, clutching her chest with both arms as she watc
e to come with her to her father's birthday party. Th
people I don't know. Besides, I'll be too self-conscious." I had
about the third t
wouldn't take no for an answer. She went as far as making a PowerPoint presentation on how th
ss, was the grumpiest French man I'd ever met in my life. He was fond
We hit it off right away thereafter. She made me quit my job with Marcel and of
out an unintentio
on my skin elegantly adding color to my pale skin. My fingers trailed throug
beautiful _and had the look of something that belonged to the w
f because I'll be brooding" I mumbled, peering a
d as she crossed her hea
nd gave me a once-over glance wear
you audition? Just one time." She whined, h
my skinny frame. Being skinny doesn't mean I wanted to venture into a career p
could say a word to chip in I rushed on. "I don't have the height for it. And I would probabl
sometimes forgets that the person she is en
reer change, other times, a potential love interest, and now this party. She never
tyle your hair" she said as she looped her hand into mine, pull
spontaneously wanted us to go for a walk in her backyard. It started pouring instantly
her room to get chang
me seemed impossible because I was in awe of her r
l like her. Heck! Living in the hellhole with that monster hadn't, not to talk of s
htly. A queen-sized bed placed on a thick fabric woven of wool having an oblong shape with a border design and luxury furniture with gold leaf deta
e sound of her voice, my eyes came in contact wit
aid to her. She replied with a
red, motioning
cious and silky" she observed as she glanced at me thr
rushed out of my
surprising
t
ut my hair definitel
ir played in my mind. She was the only one who mate
was not my cup of tea. Not a
ther too tired, too hurt, or too busy. A thing or two would c
th dandruff because of the constant pulling of it. It itched so ba
out a drawer, revealing different equipment of
gling sensation of my hair being parted i
gue pitched when the heat o
a hand on my shoulder in an at
length of my hair which was my waist. Sh
your
revent the light shining brightly in
squeal as she dazzli
ight down to my waist making me look like
ow" she babbled as she fastened her pace i
y Spears's "Baby One More Time" su
where the sound of the music was
ew. She was wearing a white, silk straight,below-the-knee dress. S
! Join me" she said as she t
Her smile turn
d at least try," she stated as she furiously tapped the
ould be here a
her gaze on the dainty stainless steel
eyes towards her phone screen and tapped on it. She brough
tly" she said and i
t's our cu
o wear a pair of four-inch heels. "Are you crazy? It's a party. Who wears flats to a party?" She had bellowed when I suggested wearing flats. It was one of those things
anced in the heels. Even with shortened strides,
learn to perfect. It's probably
*
of the heavily tinted car window at the glistening lights of the city,
our coffee sessions that we do on Saturdays.. " Villa Bar
their mansion? It has enough space
the birthday party at yo
d can't bear to host over a thousand p
ompromise their privacy for the sake of a birthday party. A
put the car to a halt in front of the reservation sign
wealthy strangers sends a f
arty. Even if you've never been to a pa
throw up or anythin
with sweat and my voice was a little
me and narrowed h
you
rea
ce, the smell of Jasmine hitting my nostrils in the
in mine and walked
ld air that seeped through the vents se
of European elegance and American sophistication. The decor was mag
adies with regained taste in f
est corporation by revenue as well as the biggest private employer. For a man celebrating his 45th birth
ful conversation with the fe
stood still. My heart raced wildly against my chest. And then, he grinned. A hush, quieter than the
that way? And what exact
e my gaze away from him and turned towards where Abigail
weaving through the crowd. Leaving
i
have to be
. She is everyth
erything you
wung my head towards the s