Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Footsteps gently caressed the cool cement path leading up to the large cape-style home adorned with flowers, a perfectly manicured green lawn and a bright red door that highlighted the grey, nearly blue, siding along the outside walls of the house. Finally, a delicate voice breathed out through pink lips as the girl looked up at the home that promised her comfort and warmth. Pulling her oversized bag further up her shoulder, Aimee Jade took the first of three stone steps up to the front door before pulling out a keychain embellished with a number of keys ranging from her car fob, an ornamental dog charm, a lucky drum key, and two silver contrasting keys. At first, the thumb of her left hand rubbed gently on the car fob as she looked back at the grey Dodge Challenger enhancing the driveway to the house. A smile grazed her lips as pride seeped through her body. That car, the one she spent years saving up for, and the medium-sized bag over her shoulder were the last two objects remaining from the past eight years she had spent three states away. Aimee had moved into her previous boyfriends apartment no more than hours after she graduated from her out-of-state college she thought she knew what she was doing, that she had life figured out, but everything unraveled after one drunken night. Just thinking about that night made Aimee feel sick, although everything had happened so fast that things spiraled out of control less than seventy-two hours ago. Unlocking the front door, Aimee stepped in to the familiar house, memories of her childhood sweeping back to her as the scent of the old house overcame her. Closing the door behind her, Aimee dropped her bag and leaned her back against the closed front door before closing her eyes, fighting tears that were threatening to fight her. Within the past three days Aimee had managed to get fired from her job, lose her boyfriend of five years and break ties with two of her closest friends. To say she was an emotional wreck was an understatement. Without really thinking, Aimee had begged her father to let her move back home just until I get back on my feet. He reluctantly agreed, both excited for his daughter to come home and annoyed at the extra responsibility. Her timing couldnt have been any worse, either. Aimees father had a high-powered job and was away on business for weeks at a time. He was currently in Singapore working on a large proposal and wouldnt be back in the states for another week and a half. By the time you get home, daddy, Ill have somewhere to live and a job. Promise! Fast forward two days Aimee had settled in at her childhood home but was working her butt off trying to get her life back in order. After a long day of silence and solitude, Aimee decided it was time to start working on the promise she had made to her father. A college degree in music wasnt going to help her get a job in the short-term so on this beautiful Friday morning Aimee went off to hand her resume out to a number of local stores. Shed focus on something more long-term once she was back on her feet. The 53 girl smiled back at herself in the mirror, her bright blue eyes glancing down her pale and slightly freckled body. A red strapless dress complemented her short form, holding tight around her large chest and making a gentle A-line towards her shaven knees. Her dark crimson hair which normally rested against her mid-back was pulled up in a professional-style ponytail while her normally messy bangs had been neatly pushed to the side,caressing her cheeks. At 125lbs, Aimees voluptuous body curved in all of the right places. One more stroke of mascara and she was nearly done. Walking to the bed, Aimee picked up a black cascading cardigan to cover up her shoulders before making a bee-line towards the front door and, ultimately, her Coupe. Four and a half hours later, an exhausted Aimee was sitting at her favorite local coffee shop, sipping an iced coffee and reading the daily news on her phone. The seemingly long morning kept her mind off of things and she was determined to continue to do so. Scrolling through her phone, Aimee's attention was solely on the small device In her hand, which is why she didn't even notice him walk in. Last edited Apr 11, 2020