The Night That Changed Everything

Chapter Sixteen

Kayla

The toaster lets out a beep, sending the toasted bread shooting into the air as I retrieve the scorching slices and place them down onto the empty, white plate. I splash on a layer of fattening butter and take a bite out of my simple yet scrumptious breakfast. I gaze around at the empty kitchen, sighing as I take in the blissful silence before taking a sip out of my mug of hot chocolate.

Meanwhile I’m snacking into my breakfast, a ripped piece of paper with a messily written note catches my eye. I pick it up from off the table and read aloud, “I’m taking you out for dinner at seven, wear something pretty, Damion.” I read the note three more times with a dreamy smile hanging across my face before bringing the note to my chest, beaming gleefully.

After I’ve finished eating, I make my way back into the bedroom, still clutching Damion’s note as I read it once more. I tuck the note into my purse, feeling the need to keep it as it seems to have some significant meaning.

Ten minutes later, I finally finish getting ready and grab hold of my Louis Vuitton handbag and make my way towards the door, glancing one final time in the mirror before exiting the apartment. I run my hand down the polished banister, tapering my fingers as I hum to myself, slightly excited to see Damion later on tonight. 

I enter into my red Ford Fiesta Zetec and throw my bag down on the passenger seat, starting of the engine as I begin to cruise down the traffic free street. In less than twenty minutes I arrive outside of my store. I scan the well dressed mannequins lined along the shop window and smile proudly as I enter into the shop. My two shop assistants Silver and Joanne are both chattering away as they sweep the floor and organise the clothes racks. They both look towards me and smile as they see me enter, “Kayla!”

I smile and say, “Hey girls,” as I place my handbag on the counter before hugging them tightly.

“I told you that we wouldn’t burn down the shop while you were off,” Silver giggles as she ties her short, dyed, pink hair up in a ponytail.

I smirk at her before giggling, “Well it definitely looks up to top condition in here,” I say as I scan the large room in approval.

“You look cute,” Joanne smiles as she hangs up a cream skater dress.

“This? Thanks,” I say as I glance at myself in the one of the numerous full length mirrors spread across the large shop. I’m wearing black disco pants with a cream blouse and a shoulder studded, black blazer. The three of us begin to converse, sharing stories and giggling as we begin our long day of work. 

Five hours later, I’m sitting behind the computer at the till, scrolling through the recent orders when the door bursts open. To my surprise, Kasha struts inside, wearing a sky blue playsuit with black wedges and smiling gleefully at me. Her curly, strawberry blonde hair bounces below her shoulder as she walks over to me with opened arms. I grin as I embrace my best friend, giggling as she plants a large kiss on my cheek. “You didn’t tell me that you were stopping by,” I grin as I return to my seat.

“Can’t I stop to say hello to my yummy mummy?” She asks before throwing herself down on the white fury sofa, “Besides, I’ve come to take you out for lunch,” she explains as she retrieves her blackberry from her purse and begins to type away.

I smile at her before glancing at the clock and frowning, “Well...”

“Well nothing, come on you,” she says as she stands up and straightens out her outfit, quickly glancing at herself in the mirror.

“Okay,” I sigh, “But I can only stay out for an hour,” I inform. I turn to Joanne and ask, “You guys will be okay for a while until Susanne comes, right?”