London, 4:11 A.M:
Lilith was perched in the edge of her balcony staring down at the trimmed hedges and fountain.
Everything looked perfect.
Just like her.
And yet as she glanced at a happy couple sharing a cone of ice cream, all she wanted was to be one of them.
Grabbing her makeup bag and chanel purse, Lily rushed towards her apartment door, staring anxiously at the clock.
12:15.
Five minutes, she thought. I only have five minutes to decide what I can be.
She stared at her calender.
Photoshoot with Bebedict. DON'T FORGET.
Two minutes.
She bit her lip and slowly, very slowly, placed her purse back on her kitchen counter. Then took off her shoes.
And ripped the calender off the wall.
A/N: I have no idea where this story is suppose to go, how to start the climax to begin with. Help! I love all the votes so far peoples!♡ 10+. Though I really hope it could double by 100. Just saying. Love you all, hope you enjoy♡
YOU ARE READING
decorated | completed
Short Story❝No one told her that she was the type of beautiful, that changed the w o r l d.❞ From number one, to nothing. #freeyourbody
