Crimson Lace

Lilyana Jazimine Green is the secretary of the powerful self-made billionaire, Vanessa White. Vanessa is harsh, stern, and is even distant at times but is kind and compassionate when she needs to be. She is fierce in the business world and everyone knows not to get on her bad side. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Come on Lily. Let's hang out after work." My coworker (Dalia Antar) kept insisting that we hang out after work today. Every opportunity she could find she brought it up. "I can't. I promised my mom that we would go out for dinner tonight." Dalia nodded her head in understanding making her dark brown curly wavy hair bounce. Dalia had pure hazel hooded lid eyes covered in a dark-colored eyeshadow that made her eyes stand out more against her golden beige skin. She has glossed peach full heart-shaped lips. I've known Dalia for two whole years. She works as one of the three receptionists at the entrance of the building. "Miss.Green step into my office. Now." That was my boss, Ms.White, she's probably upset with me because I'm slacking off with Dalia... again. The 37-year-old gave me an apologetic look, which I waved off. I spin from my desk as Dalia walked out, and knocked on the door separating our rooms. I hear a soft 'come in' and I walk in to see the familiar dark blue painted walls of Miss. White's walls. Her office consisted of two large windows. The one on the right window plane looked onto a waterfront view. The left window plane showed the entire city (In my opinion the view looks the best during the night time). I walk closer to her long clear glass layered white wooded desk that connects to her white computer desk and a small glassed layered table. I stood in front of the desk nervously fidgeting with the rings on my right hand. I picked my head up and looked into her hardened dark brown eyes, which softened when she started speaking, "Lilyana I'm dismissing you for the rest of the day. I have a meeting and I won't be requiring your assistance. I'll see you tomorrow." "Thank you, Vanessa! What's this meeting about anyway? I don't have anything in my books stating there was a meeting today." "Some modeling agency wants to team up. You don't have it in your books because this is last minute and today is the only available day I could meet with them." I nod my head in understanding. "Well, goodnight, and good luck Vanessa. I hope everything works out." "Thank you, Lily, and goodnight." Vanessa dismissed me with a wave and I walked back into my medium-sized light and dark gray office. It had two large windows overlooking the city, a gray glass table with a large black leather office chair, a gray medium-sized cylinder that holds a bonsai tree on top in front of my desk, and the window plane. I grabbed my purse from underneath the desk and ran out the door toward the elevator. I call my mom and tell her I'm leaving work early and heading home to get ready. She acknowledged that and said she was gonna go back home and get ready. An hour-long drive I'm back at my house. I step inside and run to the bathroom (I was holding it for the entire ride). I look in the mirror as I'm washing my hands. My dark brown(almost black looking) close-set eyes surrounded by makeup on my face staring back at me, my elbow-length black and dark brown wavy curly hair surrounds my light-skinned diamond face covering my forehead and my eyebrows (which are done in a perfect soft arch.) I have pink plump round lips. I strip, myself of my clothes and jumped into the steaming hot water after twenty minutes or so I hopped out of the shower. I go to our bedroom (my boyfriend lives with me) room and grab a burgundy half sleeve waist crossover v-neck dress and grab some burgundy lace-up high ankle pointy toe flats. I go to my mirror to help me see how my makeup was coming along. It wasn't much, a little lipstick and highlight. I make sure I have everything and walk out of my house and run towards my car. I feel my phone vibrate and I see my baby was calling me. "Hey babe, what's up?" "You need to rush to the hospital. Like right now." "Why? Are you hurt what happened?" "I'm fine. Your mother, on the other hand, may not be." "Babe, what do you mean? What happened?" "I'll tell you when you get to the hospital." And that was the end of the conversation, I speed out from my driveway and started speeding, hoping no cop would pull me over. 20 minutes later I reach the hospital and run to the front desk."Which room can I find Jessica Green in?" "What relationship do you have with the patient?" "I'm her daughter. What room?" "120, down the hall then turn left. The room is on the right." I started to speed walk and shouted out a 'thank you' as I followed her directions. As I'm speed walking down the hallway I see a 6'3 tall perfectly chiseled dark-skinned man. The man has black hair that is cut into a butch cut, dark brown eyes filled with worry. " Kendrich what happened?" "The light was green for us. As I was going, one of the cars was speeding and broke the light and he slammed into the passenger side, where your mom was. We flipped onto the roof of the car and skidded into a deep ditch. Your mom was knocked out and bleeding heavily when they pulled her out." At this point I'm in tears, Kendrich pulls me into his chest stroking my head as I cry. I look through the window to see my mom laying so still and wrapped up in tubes and machinery. Her once straight, silky and shiny long black hair was now frizzy and dull looking. Her bronze skin covered in bruises, cuts, and specks of dried blood, especially on her long rounded face. There was a breathing tube covering my mom's button nose and her dark-colored lipstick covered bow-shaped lips. I felt like my heart was being torn out and stomped on. I turned back into my boyfriend's chest and cried harder. I ended up calling Vanessa and told her I couldn't come to work for a while. She said she would have someone from the office to take my position till I come back. I have enough vacation days anyway. Once I ended my call with Vanessa, the doctor let us in to see my mom. I went to the left side of the hospital bed and grabbed her tube infested left hand and played with the sterling silver CZ heart promise ring. I have the same ring on my left hand too. I bought them to remind us of the love we promised to one another, even though we don't always see each other or show how much we care, that was our way of symbolizing it. Her hand felt so cold against my hand Kendrich pulled up a chair so I could sit down next to her. Kendrich left to go home at 12 because he had work the next morning and needed to go to sleep. At some point, a nurse came in, gave me a blanket, and lead me to a couch outside the room. I somehow managed to fall asleep.