Ever since I was twelve, I've seen a green line and a red line. I was always scared to see where the red line would take me, so I decided to follow the green line. Ten years later, after following the green line, I have my own company, never have to worry about money, and have traveled the whole world. You might think my life is exciting, but the truth is I'm bored. I want to see something new. I feel that even though I've traveled everywhere, there's something missing. Every time I go home, I feel empty. So, today I decided to follow the red line and see where it leads me.
Two weeks have passed since I followed the red line and the only different thing I've seen is a little cave right by the beach. This cave is very dark and deep. It's very hard to even notice it. I started hearing the voice of a man and some kids screaming for help. Their voices were coming from the cave. So, I decided to swim up to the sound of the voices and help them.
Once I got there, I couldn't see anything and the screaming stopped. Suddenly, the cave starts filling up with the ocean water until I couldn't breathe. The force of the water banged my head with a rock from the cave and when I woke up I found myself on a date at a fancy restaurant with a very attractive guy.
He had blue eyes, dark hair, and a very muscular body. I knew that the only thing missing from my life was love. I guessed this was it. Since I didn't know how I looked and I was a little freaked out, I told my date I was going to the bathroom. Once I was done freshening up, I see my date hitting on a waitress. The only thing I felt was anger. I was angry, because I thought I could finally have a chance in love. I decided to leave the restaurant.
Since I didn't know where I was, I got a room at the finest hotel. There I watched chick-flicks the whole night while waiting for the food I ordered to show up. Finally , the food came and it came with a very cute guy as well. He saw my mascara was running and started asking me what was wrong. We started talking all night and when I finally thought he was the one, he told me girls weren't exactly his type. I started laughing in my head, because I was so desperate, that I actually flirted with a gay guy. He was so nice, that I asked him for his phone number and later on we became very good friends.
We decided to hang out, go shopping, see beautiful sunsets at the most amazing beaches, and party at the most known clubs. Denzel always gave me great fashion advice and showed me the best boutiques in California. Once, he even chose my outfit for a party. I went to many clubs and parties in which many men talked to me. I could see that these so called men just saw love as a game. Until I met this mysterious guy who wasn't such a party animal as the others. I don't remember much, because I probably had one drink too many. What I do remember is him taking Denzel and I to his apartment in which we stayed the night.
I woke up feeling scared, because I couldn't remember anything that happened last night. I rushed trying to wake Denzel up and when he finally did, we called a cab and were already on our way to the hotel. On our way, it seemed like the driver had one drink too many as well. We could tell, because he was driving in zigzags. Denzel told the driver to pull over and when I opened the taxi's door to get out, a fast car hits me.
I don't remember much of what happened after that, but I woke up lying in the sand with the mysterious guy trying to find help along with two kids, a boy and a girl. After I opened my eyes, they took me to where I am right now, the hospital. Here I find Denzel worried for me. He tried explaining me what happened. Apparently the mysterious guy is my husband, Adrian, and those two little guys are my kids.
Suddenly, I don't feel so empty anymore.