The Fashion Designer

Chapter 3-Introductions

KANNA

Stretching my sore legs and muscles, my eyes fluttered open as I recall the recent events that transpired yesterday. I remember a man and it all comes flooding back. A smile of satisfaction was brought upon my face. Is this how it feels. Why hadn't I don't this sooner. Experience more, its too bad my first time had to be with a complete handsome stranger. His eyes that bored in to me, so mysterious and held a lot of unspoken emotions. As long it was a face that I wouldn't mind seeing again.

Looking to my side I notice it's no longer occupied which brought a frown upon my face.

I may have drank some yesterday but not to a point where I don't remember what developed, a sense of longing, wanting, to be needed. The way he held me, embraced me, claimed me, it was more than what I could ever ask for.

Bringing my feet up towards my chest, my mind still scrutinizing what had happened yesterday. I can't believe I had done what I just did. How could I? How would I? Never in a million years I would be one of those girls ending up having a one-night stand. Regrets starts to sink it when my eyes fell on the drops of blood on the sheet.

Anger and bile began to surface from my throat as tears started to form. Grabbing my hair hoping this was some sort of nightmare sadly it seemed so real, it was real.

I remember what had happened yesterday afternoon all though I tried to forget, the images are now embedded in my mind.

Closing my eyes, the guilt I had seen flashed through his face. Just because I said no, just becaue I wanted to wait, just because....

I thought he loved me...I thought he wanted a future with me but, how could he?

This is what drove me to that bar. It's all his fault. And now the one thing I tried so hard to protect, the one thing that was actually mine, the one thing I didn't want to give away went up the moment I got in that cab.

Asking myself how long? "How long?" I screamed to no one in particular. "How many f*****g times." My head banged against the wall trying to forget. I just want to forget. Maybe my heart will stop, will that make him regret.

How could I be so blind so stupid. Questions swirl my mind as if it was on repeat.

The signs were all there. We fought and we fought. We never used to fight but he would find something to argue about even the smallest little thing would turn into a huge fight. Something so petty would escalate...

Until I saw him, in my bed, in my apartment with another woman. Now being the optimist, I was I thought maybe just maybe they were watching a movie and fell asleep that is what I was hoping for but all they had was a blanket covering up their naked flesh. In my f*****g bed, the bed I sleep on. It wasn't even his bed.

Erase, erase I scolded myself. Instead of that painful memory I recalled last night's memory. Might as well remember that since I gave away what belong to me. Though it was my first it was the best s*x I have ever had, well the only s*x I have ever known still it was so fresh in my mind. I don't even know how many times we had done it. In fact, this whole room reeks of s*x.

Standing up I thought maybe he would be washing in the restroom. Finding out it was empty, I dejectedly headed back to the bed.

The sound of my beating heart erratically confirmed my thoughts, he left and I was alone. He took what he wanted and that I can never get back and just left. Probably didn't even look back.

Feeling frustrated, I quickly washed and dress leaving the room of what could've been the best night of my or so I thought.

Walking down the street heading for the bus stop, I had notice people staring at me. Can they tell? I heard once you have done it people would know.

I felt so self-conscience as I held my head down low.

Arriving at my stop it took about 36 minutes for my bus to arrive. Finally, I thought as I almost nodded to sleep.

It was already late afternoon and I had to be at my father's place for a dinner to which I refused to go, but he thought it would be good for me and to know Linda also known as his wife and step mother.

I know her all of two seconds and already she hates my guts. I tried everything to get her to like me; it was hopeless, I was hopeless, no matter what I do its never good enough. Her daughter is even worse. I always wanted a sibling and now that I got one I'd prefer to be the only child. Not that I am jealous of her or anything but she does have everything and she took me everything from me.

Walking home I unlock the door hoping I would be greeted by no one, "Oh young lady, where have you been?" A lady with a short wary blond lock pranced towards me.

"I was out Mary." She was my father's maid. Yes, he is one of the riches man that I have known.

"Good heavens child, what is on your neck?" Mary glanced at my exposed skin.

I had forgotten when I woke up this morning I had hickeys covering up my flesh. "It's just a bruised." I spoke nonchalantly hoping she would buy my lie.

"Well hurry up stairs and get dress. Your father his wife and their daughter are all preparing for their guests." She gently pushed me towards the stairs.

Turning around I begged, "Please Mary help me out. I do not wish to be here?"

Mary knew of my predicament. In fact, she was first person who befriended me since my move to here. "Look child everything will be alright. Just hold a little bit longer. A few more months and you can be out of here."

She was right, my birthday is coming up and I will be no longer be tied to this so-called family.

"Now go on before the madam gets more fed up with you." She spoke truthfully.

It was nearing 6 in the evening and whoever is coming should be here soon. No one tells me anything. All I heard that it's my half sister's boyfriend. And if you think my father is rich well from what I also heard this man and his family are richer than my so-called family.

Leaving my room all dressed up I ran into her, "Look here," My half-sister started. "These are very important people coming so do not embarrassed me. And whatever had happened between us I suggest you to keep your mouth shut or I will make your life a living hell." She poked her fake nails at me to where I just rolled up eyes and watch her swing her hips side to side down with the stairs.

I dreaded this day and wish that the earth would swallow me whole. Wish not granted. Going down stairs I heard voices from below. Our guest must be here.

"Well shall we get started." I heard my father Brandon Frost talk in a manly voice. He was a chubby man in his late 50's and if he hadn't put on a few pounds I'm sure he would've made heads turn.

"I thought you had another daughter?" This time it was a woman's' voice I heard of which I do not recognized.

"Ah, you know her, she always dances to her own tune." Linda my step mother gave a fake laugh. "Well let's eat."

"Aren't you going to wait for her?" There were many strange voices I heard from upstairs. How many people are having dinner here I thought? I thought it would be just the immediate family?

"She'll come down when she wants too." Linda again chimed in.

Slowly while I hear the chatter my gaze locked on the floor not wanting to even meet them.

"Ah here she is my daughter." Brandon introduced when I heard a small soft gasp.

Looking back up my eyes stared into those deep brown alluring eyes that plagued my every thought ever since I woke up this morning. I could see he too recognized me. Should I be happy that he's here or angry that he's here. Either way I was confused at the situation.

"Kanna," fingers snapped at me belonging to my half-sister, "I know my fiancé's good looking and all but please he is mine and would never go for you. Besides his tastes in girls have high expectations." All I could do was mentally roll my eyes.

Did she just say fiancé? Oh my god I slept with an almost married man, and what's worse my half sister's husband. Does he know Dana's indiscretion?

Shrugging my shoulders, I buried all thoughts and questions, not any of my business.

"You're sister?" The man spoke, "You sister as in the 17-year-old girl you told me about." Should I be amazed that he somewhat knew me. A proud happy go lucky face was placed deep where disappointment lies.

"Yups." Dana confirmed.

"Well enough of this chit chat, let's eat." Linda spoke while Brandon nodded his head.

Well so much for introductions.