Tears filled her eyes and it started pouring down her face uncontrollably, apparently her dad had complications from the surgery and didn't even make it to the hospital. Zendaya felt like the world had suddenly gone quiet in the worst way, like all the noise, all the life, had been pulled out from beneath her feet. The words kept echoing in her head, but they didn't make sense, not really. They couldn't. Not her dad. Not the one person who always felt permanent.
Her chest tightened until it hurt to breathe, like something heavy was sitting right on her heart. The tears came before she even realized she was cryinghot, uncontrollable, blurring everything around her. She tried to hold them back, to be strong, but the sobs broke through anyway, shaking her whole body. Mr Kingsley tries to calm her down but to no avail.
Few days later and Zendaya is as mute as a damaged TV she isn't talking to anybody and she isn't eating. Mr Kingsley, her mum and Catherina are worried she's going to fall I'll. It's a sunny Sunday afternoon and Catherina comes to visit Zendaya on sighting Catherina she smiles because she needs her Best friend more than any other time. They hug and began discussing." I need you to be strong okay? you have to be for your mom". " Yeah I know I'll be fine". Zendaya says with uncertainty.
They talk for a while and Catherina goes back to her place. And Zendaya is left alone as Mr Kingsley was out on a business trip. He arrives a few days later and he realizes his wife is still grieving. "Look I know you miss your dad but I'm sure he wouldn't want to see you like this" he says. she looks at him with him disdain in her eyes because at this point she hates the world and everybody in it.
Three months later and Zendaya is doing better mentally as a matter of fact she now goes around the house like the Boss .When her Dad died she decides she was going to live for both of them, enjoy life to the fullest plus the fact that she's got no emotions now.
She walks into the kitchen to give instructions to Becky the chef. " I want chicken Tortillas for dinner". Becky hesitates before talking. " But MRS Zendaya MRS Dorathy wants me to make Banana Fritas. She yells immediately " I don't give a shit about what MRS wants to eat for dinner you disobey me and you not only lose your job but I'll make sure you don't get a job ever"
Becky is scared of her at this moment and goes ahead to obey her that's when Dorathy walks in the kitchen. " What's going on here". Zendaya ingnores her. " MRS Dorathy MRS Zendaya wants something else for I'm sorry but that's what I'm making". Everybody knew how much Kingsley loves Zendaya and would do anything she asks so everyone made sure they did too.
Zendaya leaves the kitchen feeling victorious, Kingsley got Zendaya a GLE and Zendaya cruised around all day in Texas she stopped going to the restaurant all she did all day was to have fun. She'll go shopping, bowling, clubbing and getting high all with her husband's money and he didn't complain because he was crazy about her.
In the midst of all of this Zendaya felt lonely , because of her bad attitude nobody liked her in the house except except Kingsley so when he isn't around she's always by herself thinking about her father's death and crying her eyes out. It's a breezy Friday night and Zendaya is getting ready to go clubbing with Catherina she could finally match her friend's lifestyle as she has a rich husband too.
She puts on a body hugging mini dress cut high on the thighs, with a plunging neckline that left little to the imagination. The fabric clung like a second skin, shimmering under the lights, while thin straps barely held it in place. Every curve was on display, bold and unapologetic, making it impossible not to notice her as she steps into her GLE 450 which has a bold, commanding presence, with a wide grille wearing the iconic Mercedes star, sleek LED headlights that look sharp and intelligent, and smooth, sculpted body lines that give it a powerful yet elegant shape.
Sitting high like a true luxury SUV, it blends strength with sophistication effortlessly. she couldn't believe that she'll be leaving in so much luxury. She arrives at the club and Meets up with her Best friend they have a good time. All of a sudden gun shots are heard in a far distance and someone grabs her hand and takes her into hiding to protect her from the gang war happening at the club.
In the hiding spot she spots a man as he stood tall with an effortless kind of confidence, the kind that made people notice him without him trying. Broad shoulders filled out his clothes perfectly, his posture relaxed but powerful, like he was completely sure of himself.
His face was strikingly sharp jawline, smooth skin, and eyes that held a quiet intensity, as if they could read right through you. When he smiled, it was slow and knowing, the kind that made your heart skip without warning. She stares into his eyes but is interrupted with the thought of her best friend she wasn't with her when the shooting happened and she hear screams from across Catherina's directions