“Do you need me to walk you up to your room Venus?” Anthony asked with concern as he dropped his upcoming radio star off.He leaned side ways in his seat observing her unbuckle herself. Venus glanced up at him when the belt made that reeling sound from being released. She shook her head. “No, I’ll be fine. I’m glad we got the demo done. Let me know if the station likes it and I’m their next radio hostess” Anthony nodded, “Will do. You did good Venus. People will love your voice. I’m confident. Now get some rest. You had quit a day” Casually she stepped onto the curb and shutting the door behind her. The wind around her blew as her agent drove off and she stood there like a lost soul.
“Vincent, why didn’t you…” Seeing her fiancé today, who was supposed to be dead, chained her unanswered questions. Cradling her arms around her body she felt numb. Sad that he stared straight at her and didn’t even know that he was looking at the woman he wanted to make his wife. Heavy steps lead her through the Hotel lobby, up into her room. No one was around. An there was certainly no post-its. Venus approached the bed and pulled the pillow case off a pillow. Then shoved ipod, Victorian case filled with Valentine flowers from Charles, then a smaller chest that held two items inside that stuck out from her past during her amnesia, and several bottles of miller genuine draft beer. Last was a sheet that would be as a blanket. Venus faded from the room leaving no trace but her scent to any that just came in seeking to learn who was last there.
Venus took the elevator up to the very top floor. Then sought out the roof top door that had been hidden behind a closed door with its own label, with her none-human strength she broke the knob lock an entered swiftly not to be caught.Inside the small enclosure she grabbed the metal ladder and crawled up, up, until she uplifted the hatch door. Heavens above created her with its majestic illuminations. Pulling her self out of that square hole and then closing the hatch she proceeded to pick the perfect spot. Sounds from the traffic below was heard but not investigated.There was a spot in the far middle that felt like the perfect spot. Carefully she laid down the pillow case filled with goodies. Next to follow was the sheet that she folded and spread like a picnic area just for one.
Venus kicked off those purple pump shoes an daintily stepped upon the sheet. Only then did she descend to a Indian style pose. Finding this the most befitting pose to meditate on a decision she must make tonight.Ipod was situated in her ears, and then Venus opened one of her beer bottles just taking a simple drink to calm her rattled nerves.Song she picked was Josh Gorban – remember me suddenly played. The melody could always instantly make her cry.
Venus pulled out the Victorian chest out and lay before her. Then situated next to it was a smaller chest that was aligned right next to it. Each of her hands opened them up at the same time. In the Victorian box laid amongst flowers was a picture she secretly stashed of Charles. In the other box was a picture of Vincent, along with his engagement ring that was proposed on her birthday.Venus looked each man that held a deep part of heart.Charles picture was shaken out of the now dead flower pedals and held in her left hand. Vincent in her right hand and began to listen to the words of the music. Praying for some type of answer that would resolve her poor confused heart?
Charles in one hand did say he could never love her. He spoke true. Yet, part of her didn’t want to give up hope? If she continued down the path to believe he could reach out an still take claim what rightfully his?Yet, these last days she could tell their conversation has bitten hard into his emotions. Giving her distances so she wouldn’t suffer as he is free to choose who he truly wants.Venus did not condemn him. Only wanted what’s best for the man she has stayed by everyday, committed her self to help him heal after Dakota.This dream had to end. The picture was lowered.
In the other hand she held up the life she lost. A dream that she thought had ended. With no more oppositions that stood in the way. No more murdering Tony. No more jealous Tianna sister. No more people saying – no. They could finally be in the open and happily love one another. How long she wanted to be loved like their love was so many years ago? What was the challenge now is if this truly was her fiancé. In his long time in hiding to save his life? Did he forget about her? Did he find another as she had so wanted Charles to be that life long future? Should she come out of her hiding an reveal the truth whom she is?
Again both men were looked at then Charles was buried again amongst the floral pedals. An closed it securely. “ I’ll always remember the beautiful warmth you gave me to feel I could love you, like no other man. Unfortunately I understand now. You were not meant for me.”Flame that burned so intently now parished, an all remained was that loving friendship he too reciprocated.
“Tomorrow will answer all my questions” Venus drew the picture of Vincent to her heart. A man that did everything for the sacrifice for true love. Stand like a shield to protect the most beautiful emotion in the world. That is where her path will now be goaled for. To save a love that so long was held in her memory, and hopefully his as well. The song continued to play and she drank for the rest of the night slowly. Laying upon the sheet observing the heavens and letting her mind go back into time to the day when she was truly happy….
