I haven't posted in a while. I just want to say that it's short and I'm sorry. Also this chapter may be rushed so watch out for that. I'm still a bit sick. Now I'm going to be studying for finals so I'm going to be extra busy and tired. Ew. Either way, enjoy 😘
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Song: All I Want by Kodaline & Sit Still, Look Pretty by Daya (will be in during photoshoots)
Samantha looks at me expecting an answer but I know that the one I’ll give her isn’t what she wants.
“I don’t want to talk about that right now,” I say. I exit the office.
I walk all the way to my bedroom without looking at anyone along the way. I close and lock my door when I enter. I get my two suitcases from the bottom of my closet. I open them on my bed. I take everything on a hanger in my closet. I neatly fold everything into one suitcase. I get as much as I can from my wardrobe dresser. I place it into the second suitcase. Not everything fits so I’ll have to leave some things that I don’t need here for if and when I return. I get a notification on my phone that my car is here. My mother had ordered me a car to pick me up. I grab everything I’m taking with me. I walk out the pack house. A few people glance but don’t ask why I’m leaving. The man helps me with my bags. I thank him once we get everything in the car. I get in the car in the back seat. I don’t look back.
I hear my name being called beyond the windows of the car. I see Adam running out of the pack house.
“Drive!” I urge the driver as I panic.
The car moves and I watch as Adam frantically calls my name. I watch him disappear behind as we leave the compound.
~ month 1 ~
Cameras flash in front of me. I move into a different position against the white wall behind me. I change into several outfits. I had done a photoshoot before this with a pretty a dark turquoise background and another for promotion for Got Milk? I love doing photoshoots. It gives me a distraction from him. I’ve spent many nights sobbing about what had happened. I needed to move on, if not for me, for my baby. I know my belly will start to show. If the photos get around to him, he will find out. I don’t know how I will feel about him knowing. It wasn’t an easy transition but I’m glad I did it.
~ month 2 ~
Today we’re doing a black and white photoshoot in a lighted empty area outside. The first photo was me without make-up. I stand behind a tree, that is wrapped in Christmas lights. I peak through a branch opening for the photo.
In another my hair is up in a ponytail for some photos. My outfit consists of a short black and white dress. Then my hair is let down. I lean back for a close up of a side shot. They take another shot with the short dress. For the next few photos, I’m dress in a long black dress with a long slit. I stand far away from the cameras for a whole body shot as I look out towards the pier. Then after that one, the crouch down in that same dress closer to the pier railing for another shot.
~ month 3 ~
I’m in a theatre. We’re doing a photoshoot here. My back is facing the audience seats. I’m wearing a pink dress with a sweetheart neckline. The front drapes loose to my knees and the back down to the floor.
This is by far my favorite outfit. I might ask if I can keep it. I do one shot with a small shy smile. Logan comes up to me to tell me what he wants for the next shot. He moves away, probably about 5 feet away from me, he crouches down on one knee. I smile. He takes the photo. I’m genuinely happy to be doing this shoot. I could smile for days.
After the shoot I go with Logan to eat at a cute Italian restaurant in Venice by the river. We sit on the tables outside. Logan orders our usual for us both. I love him because he remembers my order in each restaurant we go too. Logan became my best friend. I couldn’t be happier to be here with him.
After having dinner, Logan takes me back to my apartment. I thank him for the ride and dinner. I give his cheek a kiss. After going in my apartment and closing the door, I go into my bedroom. I change out of my attire into something more comfortable. The shirt I put on shows off my small baby bump.
The door bells rings. I wonder if Logan forgot something. I made my way towards the door. The morning sickness have gone slowly but some was still present. Opened the door. I froze. I wasn’t expecting the person on the other side for anything in the world.
“Hello, sweetheart,” he says. His eyes travel to my abdomen. I dread what’s coming next.
“Hello, Adam,” I reply.
Looks like baby daddy is here…
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LATERS ✌