MR.GREY WILL SEE YOU NOW - Belinda Louis (read 50 shades of grey .txt) 📗

faked smiled

"I'm going to need your help with something" he blew into his steamy hot coffee

   "Like?"

"Like, you know the wedding?"

"No shit!"

     "I need help with the ah invitations." Deion placed his hand on his chest. Damon stopped smoking his cigar and picked at the label wrapped around it. He looked up at his brother with his big eyes

"Ohwwee" Damon placed the cigar on the ash tray and slid his sweaty hands down his trousers

   "We gotta start sending them in a couple of days" Deion pulled out his cellphone "Hold on I gotta take this" he walked away from Damon and ran into a public bathroom.

 

 Damon ignored him while he looked out the window and spotted Jaide across the street. She was straddling herself into a car. Damon blocked out all the other noises in the resteraunt out of his ears and focused on Jaide for a brief moment. He began hearing Nora's voice in his head when he introduced Jaide to her.

   I thought she was your girlfriend

 

 Damon couldn't ignore that fact that he was slowly becoming attracted to her. She's a little younger than his usuall type. She seems so Cmuch older but for some reason his feelings for Audrey was beginning to drain out of him like body sweat. The sexual pleasure hours before be met up with Deion didn't change anything about his love for Audrey really. She was healing him back and putting the peices together but deep inside it was slowly eating him alive. He couldn't stay away from Audrey. He was just another idiot for falling for her and never escaping his desires.

 

 Deion sat back down at the table and Damon was still day dreaming looking out the window. Jaide had already left prior before Deion came to finish what he started. Damon was staring at his own reflection through the glass window. 

 

  "The fuck is up with you?" asked Deion intrigued in what Damon was looking at. He even tried to look for whatever his brother was staring at.

  

 

    "Nun!" Damon got up and fixed his coat from falling off his toned body. He pinched the collar of his coat and picked up another cigar "I got shit to do anyway. I'll see what I can do for the wedding. It won't take long really"

 

  "Shit to do like what?"

 

"Eat pears and shit like that" he joked laughing at a distance from Deion smitten at the table by himself.

 

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   "Ok I'm halfway there smarty" Jaide hung up on her father after leaving the market. She was driving back home to see him again. After she reached her father's house to drop off some groceries she didn't care whether to check on her mother's condition. Kym kept having mental break downs left to right. All Kym needed was Jaide but Jaide didn't want to see her. Hear her. Nothing is all she mattered to Jaide.

 

 Jaide drove back to the coffee shop around her neighborhood and dazed at the coffee sign from inside the shope. It was her favorite spot to be in. She even imagined sleeping the night over. The smell of coffee always calmed her down. There were times when Jaide just spent hours in the coffee shop to avoid the dangerous society according to her. For an elightened girl, she's taking herself a little too seriously.

 

She picked up a NUMERO magazine laying down to her right as she looked back down at the table below her elbows. What do do next? Yes look inside duh!

 

Jaide flipped through pages of male models and clothing brands advertised all over the book. Some half naked women on the back as well. The magazine was big enough to cover her neck up to her head. You couldn't see any expression on her face. Everything was hidden behind the magazine.

 

A Matte Black Audi R8 parked across the street. The exact same one Damon parked away hours ago while visiting his brother. She couldn't believe her eyes that such thing ever existed. The detail of the car blew everyone away. It was different but an attention grabber. First, a tall woman with black Dolce & Gabbanna shades catwalked across the street. She met her destination, finally stepping, a foot onto the pavement. She was wearing a black pleathered dress and a pair of high heeled boots that reached up to her thighs. She fiercely treated the streets like a runway. Everyone turned to talk to her, look at her, eventried to get her number. She looked so freaking good. So attractive that even woman began beckoning. She stepped into the coffee shop and stroded her way to the register

 

"Hi!" she said seductively pulling down her shades on the bridge of her nose. The cashier didn't look too surprised at least. Her scent tingled the nostrils of Jaide's nose. The smell reminded her of lavender and lilies "May I have two Latte's please?" she said. The cashier placed her order as she waited on the line twirling her fingers in her hair. She didn't do on purpose. She did it absentmindly.

 

"Names?"

 

"Oh yea um Audrey and Damon" she said it without resistance.

 

"Kill me now!" Jaide said out loud in a whispered tone. Damon walked in five minutes after her grabbing her sides and kissing her delightfully on the cheek.

 

"You left the wallet in the car" he said biting her ear lobe. She smirked a little bit then looked inside the wallet and pulled out a ten.

 

"Thanks handsome" she turned around to kiss him. Jaide almost wanted to squirm and run out but she couldn't. It'll look to darn obvious.

 

Jaide grabbed a newspaper and placed it over the magazine.

 

"Oh shit!" Jaide said in rebellion hoping Damon wouldn't see her "Lord please don't make him see me" In no time their order was up and they walked out together holding each others sides.

 

Audrey bent down to sit in the passenger seat. However, the car door was still open while she made sure she didn't mess up her boots. Damon removed the Latte's in a bag off the top of the car and came in contact with Jaide's eyes as she stared at him through the window. Jaide quickly shied away and covered her face. Her eyes squinted themselves when his face appeared like a dream the tighter she squinted her eyes.

 

"Great just great" she said "He saw me"

 

 

     Meanwhile, in the car, Audrey closed the door and watched Damon day dream while holding the Latte's.

 

"What are you looking at?" she asked him

 

Her eyes rotated from Damon to the window of the shoppe.

 

"You know who that is?"

 

Damon quickly answered and got in the car.

"God, no" he gave the Latte's to Audrey while he straddled himself into a seatbelt. They drove off leaving behind a cloud out somke coming out of the exhaustion of the vehicle.

 

 

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(Jaide P.O.V)

 

  It was already ten pm at night. I came to visit my father so he can talk to me about something he said that's worth taking into consideration. He preached something much more depressing. It was like being back in Mr. Grey's classroom, watching him teach his-story. 

 

Except Mr.Grey is a more attractive being with the most gorgeous eyes and the sexiest lips, rather than my father figure who still produces music and tries to fix the relationship that was broken between my mother and I.

 

   I looked at the time on my watch, unhurriedly. My father was talking about leaving the United States of America and how we'll plan to leave before time runs out. I looked at him in awe, trying to figure out where all of this information is coming from.

 

"Dad, chill, what is this all about?" he laughed at me right before he can continue his brief speech. He didn't complain, he didn't say anything afterwards, he just watched me with jaded eyes and sat back down.

 

"Jaide, get me some milk will ya'" I did as he said and poured him a cup of milk. I wanted to ask him why all of a sudden we need to leave the U.S. He ranted about destruction and suffering after a bunch of chaos has arrived.

 

  "Dad let's get one thing straight," he picked up his two feet and let them rest on the coffee table. " This is just about the most absurd thing I have ever encountered. Hearing from you, especially, I'll just let you handle the job. If we have to move, fine, but whatever plan you have can we just talk through it first. I'm already living a life of self destruction. I don't need anything more."

 

His eyes narrowed to the other side of the room. He did this weird movement with his fingers sliding across his face. I could tell he was beginning to get pissed off. I know exactly what he was trying to tell me. My father thinks I don't know anything. I'm not saying that I know the truth, but I want him to think that I'm a teenager still trying to figure out herself. 

 

 

"Get you're homework done" he said in an aggressive tone. I smiled a little while he walked out of the living room. I looked back at the class of milk he didn't even digest. The cup was still on the coffee table, still. I picked up the cup of milk, putting it back in the fridge where it belongs.

 

I stood still in the silver kitchen watching myself from a projected vision out of my mind. I opened my hands and looked at them, considering the person I should have been. I should have loved my mother, I should have forgiven her, but I didn't. I don't.  I don't love her so why am I trying to fix something that was never there.

 

Its like my father is trying to bring us all back together when he could have easily done that years ago. My question is, why now? Why does he all of sudden wants to work things out. There was a reason why he took custody of me at a young age than have my mother take care of me. He knew the pain she was going through. He could have done that decades ago. I guess when time is running out, he'll use that as an excuse.

 

The more I thought about it the more I wanted to just fled life itself. I couldn't stand being around people at times. It bothered me when people think I have friends. I had friends. They all do the same thing to everybody. They get jealous, do things to slow you down so you don't move forward in you're life. 

 

People think we live this magical fairytale when we don't. It's all lies! In the end we don't live happily ever after.

 

And so my father think if we fled the U.S we'll live happily ever after. I'm not even happy myself. I do things to make me happy, but that changed after a while.

 

I noticed something in me that changed when Mr.Grey entered my life. Before, I was very distant to everybody, not that it changed, but I can actually sit in a classroom and feel comfortable talking to my peers. I am always looked upon as the crazy girl or strictly anti-social. I don't conversate with anybody because I know better. In my own worldiness, I already knew the cautions. I knew all the b-s right before I can remind myself the era that I live in.

 

Its like secretly, Mr.Grey is my own personal angel. It feels like whenever I see him, he's just there to save me from whatever it is he came to prevent. Although it's all in my imagination, it feels real at the same time. It broke my heart when I seen him with another female. On the first day, he came, I knew being the most gorgeous young man I've ever seen strode into a car with someone else was no surprise to me. But now that I actually feel something, almost this sexual attraction towards him,