Emily Collins.
“I think you should try a more modern look, for your hair and makeup because everything else is vintage, no? It would look nice but that's just my opinion.” I tell the nervous looking bride and bride's mates in front of me. “Just relax. It's not that stressful, I promise you that you will still look beautiful no matter what.” I assure her.
Sarah is one of my recent clients, recent as in eight months ago! And today she came in for a last minute appointment, it was a stress run for her.
I had to reassure her about everything, again, for the third time but I didn't mind because this was basically my everyday thing with the bride's and groom's, they were always so nervous and stressed.
“Uhmm,” She bites her lips while in deep thought and then she smiles, probably figuring it out by herself
Emily Collins.As soon as I opened my apartment door, I heard the, usual commotion of my son and bestfriend arguing over something, again.“That is not how it works, little guy.”“It is! You do not know anything so— so— so—!”Archer is pointing an accusing finger at Alex and his face is all scrunched up into a cute but angry scowl when I enter the living room and I quietly laugh to myself at his loss of words. “A duck, you are a duck so you don't know anything uncle Alex!”“Heeeeey! What did I say, uh, what did I say about calling me uncle out in the open like that? What would the girls think?”“That you're old and annoying and cranky—”“Ugh, I can never win with you, god!”Jasmine laughs lou
Emily Collins.Connor watches Alex with careful eyes and I know why he does it. His never been one for confrontation or anything with fighting and Alex is an intimidating figure.Two successfully people in the same room is deadly serious.Especially when both these people are off male inhabitants.Alex is tall and has dark hair, the way he dresses and speaks and even walks, it's all too steady and calm, as if he always knew his next step, next move. Sometimes that alone freaked me out.Another thing that I know about is that Jasmine probably rushed out off here, faster than a lightning bolt and he must have sensed something is wrong with her because she is hardly ever in a rush, even so, if she is, she'd still talk and make conversations, regardless. It's a somewhat good and bad habit of hers but you eventually get used to it and her sometimes tard
Emily Collins.One thing that I hated,Had to be the fact that my sleep broke.And I wouldn't ever be able to fall back asleep again, that was torturous for me, staying wide awake in the silence with only your wicked thoughts to get and keep you going. Can you imagine that? For me? It meant I were to constantly have an internal battle with myself.I was comfortable right now and refused to leave this warm, cuddly bed so I endured the little torture I was put through, once again, by myself.Working odd hours everyday, does this, tires and exhaust me to the point that when Sunday's roll around, my routine sometimes take a little dip and instead of waking up at eight, it's already thirty minutes past ten and yet, I still want to go back to sleep and never want to wake up, until tomorrow, that is.“Archer?” I knock on his doo
Alex Henderson.Archer stomped his small feet, damn loud, in front of me and i could tell it was annoying the rest of the people around but really I didn't give a fuck about them.The boy really did whatever he wanted.Either way, I could tell him to stop and he won't.I huffed and he turned to look at me grinning widely, that was doom, I knew it too. “What's with the devil's look, huh?” I question, watching him with careful eyes and he shrugs his shoulders, still smiling.“Are you coming with us?”“Where?”He looks irritated at my lack of attention and glares at me and reaches out, pinching my leg. “Ow! What the fuck, man?” I hiss, stopping to sooth the now aching leg and he laughs.“10 buckroos for my swear jar!” He happily chirps.
Emily Collins.Jasmine and Alex were behaving weird earlier but I let that slide, they had weird things going on between the two of them that they needed to sort out and I wasn't going to jump into that mess, yet.Taking sides?I definitely wasn't about that anymore.Connor used his finger to rim his little teacup and smiled to himself as he did so. I remember him doing that when we were younger as well. It used to be so weird when I first noticed him doing it.But I guess, after years of being his friend, it kind of grew on me and then, when he didn't do it. That used to concern be at those times, not sure why.His blue eyes are focused on the outside world, watching as the cars go pass and the people. I figure that this must be new to him, the busy streets and all this loud chatter. But maybe not, he was kind of used to this, the l
Emily Collins.My eyes are heavy and tired and I can barely keep them open for much longer. I had completely forgotten how tiresome packing and arriving at the airport at such an early hour can be and goddamn, add another four human beings to the mix and I was completely and utterly exhausted from it all.I'm only on the plane! I can't imagine how tired I'm going to be when I arrive back at Rosewood, that thought alone makes me internally groan.I had been watching the sky for a long time now, it was dark and had barely any stars but that was the usual, you could hardly ever see the stars in the city but I never complained. I never liked the stars that much after moving to New York because I always felt them looking down at me and laughing.From what was to what is.Sad as that is, it bothered me.So I never looked or seeked ou
Emily Collins.The air was chilly when we stepped out of the plane, following after the other passengers and I feel it, the familiarity hits me in waves and waves, quickly making reality set in.Memories from six years ago flood through my mind in a fast pace as I walk pass certain things, everything is new looking and shiny, as always, they tend to do revamps on almost everything in this town after every three years or so, that's what I seem to remember anyway, that, and a lot of other things, important things, hurtful things.Memories of everyone I knew, my old friends, all of us together, going on family trips, coming here to this place, it rings in my mind just like it has rang that day I had left, like a warning bell.“Damn, who be owning a limo though?” Jasmine jokes and I turn to look at where her eyes are set and I see it, the black limo parked and waited
Emily Collins.The house— no the mansion stood before us, towering and intimidating us, making us look like bloody ants in front of it but I knew, once we stepped through those golden paneled doors, then we all might as well become test ants or something.“You're rich?” Alex blurts, coming to stand next to me, completely shocked at the new information his been given and I shake my head no.I gesture to the mansion, “They're rich.” I say.Alex is a billionaire but it's pretty obvious his never seen something like this before. I can tell that much by the way he keeps mumbling and staring wide eyed at everything. . . Jasmine and Archer as well and I get it, this is new for them but old for me, so fucking old and crumpled.A heavy, tired, sigh falls out of my lips and I shut my eyes, telling myself to calm down, to block out tho