You were very rich. Your mom and father were very wealthy while you had your own business being wealthy as well. It all balanced out, amazing house, beautiful cars, fine jewelry just everything absolutely perfect. You went to a gala with your parents and your boyfriend dressing ever so nicely, beautiful dress expensive wear and everything stunning you were gorgeous. You had a good time at the gala staying an extra hour than your parents just having your boyfriend take you home. Your parents really didn't care what you did all they cared about was money... your boyfriend then brought you to his car to take you home now driving through the beautiful city in his very expensive car. You two talked and talked him commenting on your outfit saying it looked bad and was embarrassing for him at the gala. You took big offense and you two broke into a big argument. He drove to the side of the road parking his car pissed off getting out and dragging you out of his car leaving you on the pavement. He drove off furious you completely oblivious at his actions. You tried to get a cab but your phone had died... perfect. You just started to walk your heels clacking making your feet hurt as you held your arms shivering from the cold. You heard a car stop beside you it was run down and reeked of cigarettes and weed as it opened a man looking at you clearly poor...

"Hey you need a ride?"

"No thanks i'm good..."

"No really i insist."

You two talked as you clutched your body thinking about it. You were freezing your ankles hurt and you had no were else to go. You sighed softly nodding.