Uncovered and Revealed

Uncovered and Revealed

Annabelle Paris has always been a beauty, what some people would call "Drop Dead Gorgeous", but not many people notice and she's too modest to admit it. Annabelle loves photography and modeling, but it seems the one person she wants to notice her doesn't. Aaron Clancy is one of the best photographers in the state and Macy Anderson has her eyes set on him. To vent, Anna writes letters Aaron will never recieve... Until one day she drops the folder containing her secret and someone finds it.

Chapter 2

Unknowing

I watched as Macey crossed the room over to Aaron. I felt my blood boil. How I wished she would simply disappear.

Her ruby red lips smiled at Aaron and said something in a low voice. Aaron turned his eyes away from his setup and locked on her. His lips, so perfect, so natural, said something in return.

How I could only wish they would say something to me.

I turned my eyes away, knowing that I would not be able to watch any longer. It would be just too painful.

I stuck my letter in the folder and got up to set up my camera, and just in time, because one of my clients walked in the moment I started.

Work was long and uninteresting, for once. Usually, my mind gets swept away with the flash and the warmth of my lens, the beautiful preparations needed before so, as if it were a heaven on earth. But today, my thoughts focused mainly on Aaron, not on the woman they were supposed to be on.

"Annabelle?" said a voice. My heart leaped to my throat and I swallowed hard. I turned around, only to lose my concentration in deep green eyes.

His perfect lips said something to me. I couldn't hear him, because I was so busy unbelieving it. He was talking to me! Voluntarily looking at me, mesmerizing me, hypnotizing me...

I saw his lips form my name, and I knew that I had to listen. With great strain, I brought myself back to the present.

"Annabelle, did you hear what I said?" he asked me, his voice as if there were violinists in the room.

I shook my head to clear it but he took it as a 'no'. Which was also good, because I hadn't heard him.

"Right," he said, shaking his head in pity. "Well, I asked if you needed help developing the film."

"Um, no," I squeaked, my voice high with surprise. I tried to change the tone when he looked at me again. "I mean, I can just take it to Walmart or something and pick it back up, or, um... yeah."

He looked at me strangely. "Alright," he said. "But do you have any means of transportation to get there?"

I felt my heart get lost in my throat again. I may have been wrong, but it seemed as if he was trying to be spend some time with me!

I forced my heart back down and answered, in a completely honest tone, "Well, yes, actually. I have a car."

I could have slapped myself. Why was I declining time with him? Why couldn't I control my words, my thoughts?

"Oh," he said, shrugging his broad, strong shoulders. "Okay." And with that, he turned back to his work.

I sat down on a stool and smacked myself in the forehead. "I am so stupid!" I muttered.

I turned my head up toward where Aaron had gone. Macey said something, and he laughed.

I felt myself almost go off the edge. Then I realized something; that if I really loved him - which I did - I should just let him do whatever he wants. Laugh with whoever he wants. Be with whoever he wants.

My heart throbbed at the idea of him and Macey together, happy. But maybe I could be the bridesmaid, I thought. Then I shook my head at myself. I would never be strong enough to do that.

I picked up my camera and fiddled with the zoom. And then I lifted it to my eye, pointed it, and pressed.

There was no flash, for I had turned it off, and so the picture came out somewhat darker. But it was still easily recognized as Aaron, happy, unknowing.

I smiled at the picture on the screen. But then I looked up at Aaron, and my smile disappeared as I saw his arm around Macey's shoulders.

I swirled myself around on the stool and walked out, not even bothering to pick up my things.

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