“I told this bitch to stop playing pranks on me with all her uncalled bullshit. I’m finally happy with my life, so why can’t she accept it” I say to myself.I ignore the message and go ahead to continue trying out my new fit.“This looks so cute” I say to myself after putting on the plain black jeans.I walk out of the change room and look for Jim before finally seeing him in the joggers section.“Hey baby, take a look at this”“Damn! My girl is sexy” he hypes and I smile.I go back in to change to the baggy jeans. It has a perfect fit and it defines my curves.“I love your body, babe, and I love the fitting that the trousers gives you. It defines every bit of your curve and damn it’s tempting. You look good my girl” he tells me, pulling me into a hug and places his hands on my butt.“Thank you” I say shyly, hiding my face in his chest and I could feel his heartbeat. It’s calming.Everything about him is calming, and I wish I could stay there longer, but he pulls me out of his chest.
“You have a message” I tell himHe quickly grabs his phone and as it lights up, indicating that he has seen the message, his face shows no expression, and it only leaves me wondering if it's Jessica that picked me on the day of the ball.“Is everything okay?” I ask him, deciding not to bring up the topic of Jessica.“Yes” he says, turning his face towards me, placing his palm on my covered lap and giving it a little squeeze.“It’s really nothing to worry about” he assures me and I brush it off.The man passes our order to Jim, and I mouth a “Thank You”.I carefully place the food on the laps and wait.“How about we go to my spot, and then we can have a mini picnic”“That’s okayyy” I cheer in excitement.“You’ve been really excited lately, anything fun happening in your life?” He asks.“Well yeah, you!” I smile, proud of my flirty line.“Girl, ain’t no way you were trying to flirt with me. Little wonder you haven’t got any man before me” he says in a duh tone.“Fuck you Jim” I giggle a
Jim's POV.“I promised to kill all the memories. But does killing the memories also entail not talking about it with my girl?” I contemplate my thoughts.“Anastasia I want to tell you something” I tell her and the expression on her face says that she’s been waiting for me to tell her somethingBut a call rudely interrupts my confession.I look at my phone and it reads “Mr. Michael”I try to hide the name from Anastasia, but I think she already saw it.I don’t want her to suspect anything.I decide to ignore the call“That’s my contractor” I lie“Oh, what are you building?”I knew telling her that was going to prompt questions, but it’s better than telling her the truth.“Nothing serious” I blurt out when nothing else seemed to work.“Well then that’s fine, I guess. You were about to say something”.“Don’t worry about it.”“Let’s head back, I want to grab some groceries and head home”“Okay princess” I tell her, and we get into the car.While I’m driving, my thoughts are conflicting, a
Anastasia’s POV.“You would be able to see Anastasia Michael, your daughter” are the words I hear, loud and clear, immediately I open the car door.I see the shocked expression on his face that tells me that he was hiding something and I just caught him in the act.The words keep repeating in my head and a tear flows freely down my cheeks“Who are you” I ask“What do you mean Princess?” he says like nothing happened.“Who the fuck are you Jim” I yell“Calm down Princess, why are you so mad? What did you hear?” He asks.“Who were you on the phone with, and who did you promise could see me?”“Princess, I told you that I’m not hiding anything from you. I was talking to my mom. Ain’t no valid reason you’re pissed Anastasia” his voice filled with disgust.“Start this car and take me home” I order and he does so quietly.“Princess-“Here is your card” I interrupt, carefully placing his card on his lap.“Princess, we’re not going to go to part ways when we’re mad at each other”“I don’t want
“Thank you” I mutter to the voice I hear behind the door.“Thank you” I say again, trying to hide how broken and drained I am.I hear the footstep walk away and it leaves me smiling“They would always care about me” I mutter to myself.I decide to clean up and head to my room.I decide on wearing my pink Mickey Mouse nightwear, just because Kendra and I have it matching. Hers is blue and mine is pink.I smile at the memory. It was the second week of knowing each other, when we finally decided to get matching pajamas.To us, it meant that we were inseparable. When we grew older, and it became smaller, we decided to get a new pair.I knock lightly on Kendra’s door and“Come in” I hear her say faintly.“Hey” I say once I open the door.She’s cuddled in Jim’s arms and I could see there was something going wrong with her.She takes a glance at me and back at Jim.“Can we please talk?” I ask her.Jim doesn’t wait for her to answer, he places a soft kiss on her head and gently takes her body
“I love you” I whisper“I love you too” he says and let’s go of me from his embrace“As a friend I mean” I mutter and he smiles.“As a friend, dear Anastasia” he tells me and I smile.I head into the kitchen to arrange the groceries and just tidy up, after all, it was the least I could do after being so shitty to everyone.The bag of groceries I kept on the counter was still lying there, untouched. And I decide to place all the groceries where they belonged in the fridge.“All you need to do is exist, Anastasia, don’t burn your beautiful black skin with hot water. Hell, there was steam coming through the corridors”.I turn around and hear Jim say behind me.“It was you” I smile“It was his voice” my mind reminds me since I was too caught up that I couldn’t recognize the voice“Thank you” I add, he smiles and walks away.My insides dance with joy, realizing that I’m on good terms with everyone, except Jim.I finish up from the kitchen and head into my room.I lay on my bed and disconne
“No Mr. Hemsworth” I stutter“Then you have to up your game here because I would not tolerate lazy workers, Anastasia. You’ve been slacking lately and just hope your salary doesn’t slack too”“I’ll do better,” I almost retort then bow my head to show apology“You better” he says and gestures his hand, telling me I could leave his office.I head back to the locker room and I sigh heavily.“Now look who has a sad face on” Etna says to me“I just want to go home”“I can cover for you”“Well you’re just one person, and we’re very limited, don’t worry Etna, I’ll get through the day” I tell her and she hugs me“It gets better” she tells me, giving me a little rub on my back.“Thank you, Etna,” I smile.We head back and there were already customers, some sitting, and some waiting at the counter. I apologize for the delay and I start serving the customers.“Hello Good morning, welcome to The Hems coffeehouse, what can I get you today” I tell the blonde lady waiting at the counter whose attent
“Mom” I repeat, walking towards her and she smiles.“How are you dear” she says, pulling me in a warm embrace and a tear rolls down my cheeks.“I missed you mom” I sobShe pulls away from the hug looking confused, “Jim told me you look stunning, and you really do. I’ll be glad to make you my daughter-in-law” she smiles, immediately covering up her confused look.“Yes, your daughter-in-law” I fake a smile and clean my tears.My heart drops when I voice those words, but I let it slide.Jonathan stares at me in awe wondering what just happened, but he refuses to say anything about it.“Jonathan my son, come and give your mom a hug” she tells Jonathan.Jonathan walks up to her, and she embraces him in a hug.“How are you my son?” she asks Jonathan, pulling away from the hug and holding on to his cheeks.He looks embarrassed.“I’m fine mom” he says, holding her hands and releasing them from his cheeks.She ruffles his hair and I could clearly read the embarrassment written all over Jim’s f