(English) The Change

One hell of a night

Is this really happening? The day started out so badly and now.......

Walking back to my dorm room I just couldn't believe the events that have conspired and now I felt like I was on cloud nine.

As i entered my dorm room i couldn't help but run and jump on my bed backwards. Just falling onto the mattress holding my pillow with probably the biggest smile I've ever felt since my dad was alive.

"Uh hmm, excuse me miss?"

WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!

I turned to see a man I've never seen in my life in the corner of my room. Every cell in my body tensed and on high alert.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" Realizing I was screaming at the top of my lung.

"I'm so sorry miss. Please dont be alarmed. Phillip sent me." As he told me this I could feel myself relaxing and calming down.

"Yes miss Samantha, he asked me to bring you this box and to see if you approve." He began pulling a long white box from behind his back he had sat against the wall. I could feel my eyes widen looking at the box.

It was a box from Bloomingdales in New York. I had never had anything, let alone purchased anything from Bloomingdales.

"Thank you so much um, I'm sorry, what is your name?"

He kept his eyes to the floor as if I were some kind of royalty.

"My name is Richard. I am one of Phillip's trusted servants." He said it with almost a joy in his voice. All the stories I had heard about servants never made me once think servitude was something to be happy about.

"Well Richard, please go back and tell Phillip that whatever he has chosen to give me that I'm sure I am going to love it."

"Yes Miss Samantha. I will be sure Phillip knows that you love it." After his words he disappeared in a flash.

How did he even get into my room I began to wonder before my eyes looked back over at the box I had sat down on my bed.

Bloomingdales? Really?

I lovingly untied the ribbon on the box. Careful not to rip it.

As i opened it i could see the place from the dress catching my eye. Also a note on top of the dress.

"My beautiful one. This dress will never compare in beauty to you. But I know your beauty will advance its beauty. Love always, Phillip."

I couldn't believe it. He was truly the man of my dreams.

As I lifted the dress out I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. A black lace off the shoulder, thigh high dress. With the curves in my body I knew it would hug my body in all the right places. And underneath the dress. Black suede leather strapped 6 inch stiletto minolo balanicks heels. I was in awe of his gift. How could he want to send me such an extravagant, expensive gift?

Just as those words crossed my mind, I felt a sudden rush of calm come over me.

"Phillip, I thought we talked about this?" I knew he had to be somewhere near where he could see me to suddenly feel so calm.

The feeling of calmed stopped and my phone rang.

As soon as I answered it before I could say hello he started talking.

"I'm sorry Samantha, I didn't mean to, I just wanted you to love the gift and not worry about where they came from." He seemed as if he was scared I was going to reject the gifts.

"No phillip I love the gifts, i just wish you hadn't spent so much money on me. I'm not really worth it." I could feel his attitude change over the phone.

"Dont you ever say that my beautiful one. You are worth everything. How dare you talk about yourself like that."

His voice was so calm but felt like he was also angry.

"I'm sorry Phillip. I didn't mean to make you angry. Please forgive me" He knew that at anytime because of Jerome, if I felt he was angry I would blame myself and not him.

"I'm not angry at you Samantha, I'm angry because I can feel the brokenness inside you because of that bastard. I can never be angry with you. Dont you know that?"

His words immediately stopped the tears about to flow from my eyes.

We talked for what seemed like forever before he told me he would let me go so I could be ready by 9 for his uncle's driver to pick up.

I almost couldn't contain my excitement. Or my nerves.

After my shower I slipped the dress on. It fit perfectly. It was such a beautiful dress. It hugged and caressed my curves like a second skin. I decided to wear my hair up in a ponytail, curling my tail into waves. And bringing my bangs and a few strands down to frame my face. Keeping it natural I decided to wear foundation, cats eye liner, and a deep red lipstick.

Not knowing which Phillip would like I decided that my gardenia body spray would be perfect.

As I sat down to slip on my shoes I felt the calming effect over taking me again. I guess Phillip could tell I was a little nervous.

"Phillip"....

I had to project my thought to him, letting him know that although i was nervous, i was still excited for tonight.

Suddenly i heard a car horn. Was it 9 already? Hurrying, i grabbed my black Gucci clutch and ran as fast as i could out the door, being greeted at the steps by Phillip's uncle's driver.

"Good evening mademoiselle, I am Arnold and I will be your driver for this evening."

My excitement stirring in me again, I took a big breath in and proceeded down the stairs.

I couldn't believe the site in front of me as Arnold opened the door for me. A beautiful black Escalade and inside on the seat a dozen calla lilies. I could feel the twinkle in my eyes as I sat down in the seat, Phillip must have known calla lilies were my favorite flower.

I was in such awe of the city lights as Arnold drove that I didn't realize the moment we pulled to the front of the club until I heard the music from the inside. As I opened my door a big muscular looking bouncer proceeded to take my hand and help me out of the Escalade.

"Right this way Ms. Alexander." I couldn't believe the royal treatment I was receiving. Was this actually reality or was I dreaming?

As I stepped into the club the music was in full swing. Bodies were everywhere and swaying to the music like flowers in the breeze. The lights were like twinkling stars. I was in such amazement that i didn't even notice the man standing right behind me. "Ms. Alexander, if you would allow me, I've come to escort you to the bar." Another muscular bouncer, this one escorting me to the bar. "If you would be so kind as to wait for Mr. Phillip here, I will let him know you have arrived." His hand motioning to a chair at the bar as to motion me in an asking manner to have a seat. As I sat down at the bar, an uneasy feeling proceeded to hit me in the pit of my stomach. As if to tell me to get up and go to the upper VIP section. Usually when I had gut feelings I would wave them off, but this feeling was almost like a pull that I couldn't ignore. Looking around for the bouncer I decided to not wait for Phillip and follow my gut feeling to where it was telling me to go. I cautiously proceeded to walk up the stairs to the VIP section, when suddenly the gut feeling began to become stronger. It was almost a feeling of dread. As I stepped to the top of the stairs, what I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.

"Phillip, whats going on?" Right before my eyes was Phillip, kissing another woman like a teenage boy on prom night. "Samantha wait, this isn't what it looks like I swear." He said jumping up as soon as he saw me and heard my question. How could he do this? Did he ask me here tonight just to hurt me? So many question entered my kind as I turned and ran down the stairs. I was looking everywhere for an exit. My mind racing to the events of the day, to feeling like I was so special, feeling so loved and wanted, to now where I felt like I was being ripped apart from the inside. How could he do this to me? Someone he claimed to love. I frantically ran pushing people aside just trying to find an exit. As I finally found the front door, running full speed out of it, I could feel Phillip not far behind me. I collapsed to the ground in front of the club in utter despair. Tears streaming down my face as if my world had come to an abrupt end. How could Phillip, literally the man of my dreams do this to me? Was he no more cruel than Jerome?

"Samantha please let me explain." He said trying to pull me off the ground and comfort me.

"Explain? EXPLAIN?! You want to explain why I saw you with another woman?" I could feel my anger rising to the surface, like boiling lava in my veins. I didn't want his explanation. What type of explanation could he have? "Please Samantha...." I could feel him trying to calm me but it was past the point of him using his gift to calm me. "There is nothing to explain Phillip. There is nothing you can say that will excuse what you did. Was today just a game for you? Did you enjoy messing with me? DID YOU???"

"Samantha please I swear..." he reached out for my hand to try and get me to listen to him. But something inside me lit like a fuse.

"LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" Before I could even think a force propelled from my hands, launching Phillip into the air and throwing him 10 feet away from me as he landed with a thud. What just happened? Did I just do that?

I was in such shock and disbelief that all my mind told me to do was run.