The Note

| The Note

Alexis's POV;

I screamed in frustration and fell on my bed. I don't have any fucking dress appropriate for this goddamn party. I sighed and buried my face in my pillows screaming more. My frustration was cut short by a knock on my door. 'Come in', I said clearly not in the mood for any of this.

'Goodness Alexis! What is going on here?', I looked up to be met with bright brown kind eyes of the housekeeper. She walked over towards me taking a seat on my bed and waiting for me to say something.

'I can't find a dress to wear for a party'. She looked at me like I've grown three heads.

'But dear these are a lot of dress you can choose from'. She motioned to all the dresses on the floor and the ones in my closet. I looked at her before standing up to leave. 'There's a dress in one of the rooms that used to be your mother's'. i stopped in my tracks and looked at her.

She stood up and took my hand dragging me up the fleet of stairs with her. She opened a room and dragged me into an almost empty closet except for a red dress that hung there. I walked towards it and felt touched it. I removed it and saw a note at the collar;

Dear Alex;

If your seeing this it means I'm gone and your old enough to find a perfect man. I kept this for you just so you could have a little of me left. I hope you find the right person.

All my love,

Odette.

I felt a tear fall down my cheek and I didn't bother cleaning it. I collapsed to the ground and held the dress tightly sobbing silently. I wish she was here, with me. I didn't even see how she looked like. My thoughts were cut short when my phone beeped. I brought it out and saw it was an unknown number;

Unknown: You ready yet? -Rafael

Me: Yea almost why?

Unknown: Cuz the party starts in two hours.

Me: Oh shit! See you later.

Unknown: Bye Bonitá ;-)

I walked back to my room and quickly got ready...