Chapter 11

Jennifer

When Eleanor saw all the tears, she took me to the kitchen leaving the barista alone at the front. “Child don’t listen to him you know his trying to hurt you, don’t listen to anything he says.” “I can’t help it he knows exactly which buttons to push.” “Jenn go home we’ve got it covered here.” “No Eleanor I need to be here.” “Jenn please go do some shopping or something just to get your mind of him.” “But I can’t just leave.” “You know what Jenn? That is the nice thing of having employees you can actually just leave.” “Fine I’ll go maybe I should go and look for a dress for tomorrow night.” “That sounds like a great idea.” I got rid of my apron I went to the bathroom to redo my makeup and to loosen my hair then I was ready to go out. I don’t know how I’m going to get Kyle’s words out of my head I don’t think there is enough shopping to do that will fix that but I’ll try. I decided to use the credit card my dad gave me I keep it for emergencies and I think today counts and besides I’m buying a dress to go out with him. I’m very sure there is something in my closet that would be suitable for the evening but I would like to choose my own dress for a change. While I’m using my dad’s credit card, I decided to go to Wynn Plaza I was sure I wasn’t going to bump into Kyle in this shopping center see Wynn Plaza was THE shopping center with all the name brands I’m talking about Dior, Prada, Louis Vuitton, Cartier, Gucci, Chanel, BVLGARI I can go on and on and Kyle’s pockets are not that deep but dads are. I decided to walk into Maticevski and a dress or should I say gown immediately caught my eye it was a White Victoire gown with sculptural asymmetric form. Designed with a fierce elegant style with capped sleeves and an irregular neckline and is defined by a ruffled thigh-high side slit. It was absolutely beautiful the sales lady approached me as I was admiring the dress.

“You want to fit the dress?” “I won’t do it justice.” “Nonsense off course you will.” She said. “You go to the dressing room I’ll bring your size.” “I didn’t even give you, my size.” “You will be a 10 in that dress.” “You’ve got a good eye.” “No love it’s my job. Is it for a special occasion?” “I’m going to a black-tie dinner with my dad welcoming back his friend but I just want something for me to look good in.” “Then you have chosen the best dress, anything else I can bring you?” “Maybe shoe’s if you have and a clutch bag.” “I’ll bring it, you go so long.” I walked to the dressing room and a few minutes later she came with the dress a pair of Aquazzura white pumps made from glossy patent leather with razor-sharp profiles, ankle straps and stiletto heels. I might not own all these brands but my mother did and that is how I know the different brands and style’s I just don’t dress like her often. My father will be very happy when he sees the amount I’m spending on this outfit. I got in the dressing room and started to undress the sales lady got in with me helping me into the dress when it fell over my body it was soft and it felt so elegant. The saleslady helped me zip up the dress and her first words were “This dress was made for you.” I knew she just had to say that but when I turned around and I looked myself in the mirror I couldn’t believe it, I actually looked like my mother and she was so beautiful. I couldn’t believe I could look like this. The tears were rolling down my cheeks all over again. “Oh my God what is wrong?” The sales lady asked. “Is there something wrong with the dress?” “No. It just looks beautiful.” “It’s not the dress it’s you, a dress can’t make a person a person makes the dress.” I’ve never thought of it like that, she was actually deep. “I take it we are taking everything?” “Yes please.” I said it before I had a chance to change my mind. I paid for the most expensive dress, shoes and clutch I have ever bought with my father’s credit card and walked out of the store. I felt a bit better but Kyle was still in the back of my head.

When I walked past Tiffany’s, I decided I needed some earrings with the dress and maybe a bracelet. I was really going crazy today. When I walked in, I started to browse around looking for something that would catch my eye to tell you the truth I was looking for something that represents the BDSM lifestyle I know I’m looking for it in a weird place but I just wanted something that was just for me on me. I mean it’s not like I could wear sexy underwear because with the dress I’ll have to go commando that took me back to Mr. Tall Dark and handsome I still can’t believe I ran away. My thoughts were interrupted by a sales man. “Good day mam can I help you?” “Yes, I’m looking for a pair of earrings and a bracelet.” “Anything specific you are looking for?” “Silver bracelet with a lock as the closing pin and diamond earrings.” “Studs or hoops?” “Hoops please.” “I’ll be right back.” He disappeared to the back of the store and came back with a selection of Diamond Hoop earrings as well as bracelets the kind I was looking for but also diamond tennis bracelets. “If I could suggest maybe a diamond tennis bracelet with the diamond earrings.” I looked at the earrings and then the bracelet and realized it will go better together. “Yes, you are right these 2 please.” I showed him the pair of earrings I wanted and the tennis bracelet. While he was packaging the bracelet and the earrings I wondered around in the store and found a lock and key that was actually a keyring. This will work perfectly I’ll hook it on my clutch no one will notice. “And this please.” I told him. He was too happy to wrap that as well. Something just for me something I could hold on to when the night was getting to boring for me, I can hold the key chain and think about Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome.