"Why, thank you." I say taking a mock bow.
"I want you to sit in this meeting. I have a lot of critics in the room- my father's goons. He has told them to be harsh and question everything I say. I need them to realise that this is serious and that I mean business. Having my personal assistant in there will help them realise that. My father is testing me." He ordere and I nod, following him into the boardroom. There is a very long glass table in the center of the fancy looking room. Around it, sits men fully suited in their tuxedos, and their stereotypical businessmen frowns.
To my dismay, I am the only woman in the room. I squirm uncomfortably as I feel their judgemental stares rake over my body. I feel like I can smell money in here. Money and power. I suddenly feel a wave of sympathy for Aidan wash over me.
"Good morning Gentlemen." I swear Aidan's voice went a few tones deeper. It almost scared
The next morning, I put on shorts, a tee shirt and Nike sneakers. I quickly made my self some breakfast and drove to the examination hall.I look at my watch. I'm just on time, and I quickly make my way to the hall, and find my seat. The professor hands out the exam papers. I roll my hand around, to prepare it for the scribbling that I'm about to do."Alright everyone, you have 4 hours. You may hand in your paper as soon as you are done. Good luck." The professor whom I had come to know very well says. I breathe in and start my paper.It goes well. I know most of my work, and the question are nicely put. Eventually, after three hours of writing straight, and ten minutes of checking, I'm done. I'm finished.I smile widely and hand in the paper to the examiner. I skip excitedly outside.I call up my parents to meet with them at a nice little coffee shop.&nbs
My phone rings. It's an unknown caller. I pick it up."Hello. It's Gale speaking." I say."Gale Armstrong?" The voice asks."Yes.""I am very sorry for your loss ma'am. I don't know if you have heard, but your sister and brother in law were in an accident. They both died on impact." The phone drops out my hand.No. No. They can't be serious. They can't be serious. No. No."Miss Armstrong, are you still there?" The phone says on the floor. I feel a large lump form in my throat as I sink to the floor."Y- Yes." I squeak. Shock, disbelief and utter despair run across me. No. No. No. No. I curl into myself, leaving the phone on the floor."You are the godmother of Theo Marshall are you not?""I - I am." I manage to make out, even though
"Aunty Gale!" He shouts and rushes over to me. I pick him up and hold him close. A tear runs down my check. He looks at me. "Why are you sad Aunty Gale?""Um .. I need to go and talk to the man inside the office. Will you stay outside and be a good boy?" He nods eagerly. I walk into the office."Ah, you must be Miss Armstrong." I nod, "so down to business. I know that you must be in shock, and that it's a lot to take in. I assume that you probably have no idea what to do, which why I am here to help." I nod. Shock preventing me from doing or thinking anything."Theo passes into your care. A social worker will be there to help you, and make sure that you are suitable to take care of him. Which brings us to the second thing. The will of your sister and brother in law. The house falls to Thony, your brother, who will inherit it because he is living in a rented apartment. However, Theo's furniture falls to
"Aren't they going to fetch me Aunty Gale?" He asks. I shake my head."No honey. They have gone to live with God. They can't leave heaven. So that means that you have to stay with me. They can't come back, but they love you very much, and that love will always be in your heart forever. They will always be alive in your heart and your mind." I hope he understands."Oh." His face drops. "So will I ever see mommy and daddy again?" I shake my head. A tear drops down his cheek, and I pull him close, as sobs rack both our bodies, and I hold him tightly as we cry together. I have him. That's what matters."I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry." He says, and sobs into my shirt, making it all wet. I don't care though. I hold him close, even though I meant to be comforting him."So does that mean that now, you are my mommy?" He asks, through his tear face and I suck in a breath.
The social worker drives Theo to my home, as I had to take the motorbike. She understands that I will get a car, which I will now have to drive Theo around in.I let her inside the house."So, as you well know, I don't have any furniture for Theo's room, but I have already made arrangements to get it today. Let me show you where his room will be." I lead her to the guest room. She nods in approval."You have more than enough to keep Theo happy and comfortable. You handled telling him the terrible news very well. I know how hard this must be for you, but you will both be alright. So I'm sure you will get the hang of things, it will take time to figure out what to do, but if you need any help at all, please call me. You are now Theo's legal guardian." Rackel shakes my hand. I nod.A hoot sounds from outside."That's Theo's furnitures, as well as the ca
“Hello, my darling.” She says softly. I try to smile, but it doesn’t help.I walk up to my parents and my brother, and we join in one big hug, and as if it was a mutual cry, we sob together, and sink to the floor slowly. We stay like that for a few minutes until Theo interrupts.“Guess what Granny and Papa!” He says excitedly, “I get to stay with Aunty Gale now!”My parents look at me heartbroken and at the statement, my mother wails in agony. I try to give Theo a smile and pick him up.“Alright. Let’s get you home young man. It’s really late.” I hug my parents goodbye.“Drive safely Gale.” They state, looking at me with tears in their eyes. I just nod. I drive Theo home and lead him upstairs."Here is your room Theo." I show him his room, I take him by the mad and let h
I wake up, still holding a little person in my arms. He stirs softly.“Hey Theo.” I smile and kiss his forehead.“Hello Aunty Gale.” He smiles and hus me tightly.“Shall we go and eat breakfast?” I ask. It’s Thursday morning. The funeral is tomorrow. Theo nods. I take his hand. We head downstairs.“Would you like some a peanut butter and jelly toasted sandwich?” He nods eagerly.I make it for him. He sits on one of the three barstools and spins around on it. I laugh at his innocent antics. He is like the little light I have at the end of the tunnel. I cried myself to sleep last night. T
“How about we go do something shopping today?” I ask. Theo groans.“Do we have to?” I nod.“There is nothing in the fridge, we will starve if we don’t go. It might be fun.” I convince. He nods.“Come. Let’s go get dressed.” I smile. I pick him up on a piggy back.I hand him what he must wear. It’s a little striped blue and white tee shirt, with dark blue pants and cute little spiderman flip flops. He loves that movie.I quickly get change into my own clothes, shorts and a tee shirt, along with flip flops of my own. I make sure that Theo has brushed his hair and his teeth. He has a tiny little toothbrush. My sister has already taught him how to brush his teeth. I grab my iPad.“I have a deal for you.” I say in the car, as we drive to the nearest grocery store.&l
It's beautiful. It is a flpping huge mansion. Theo squeals in awe, "Look at it mommy! It;s so big! Even bigger than our house!" I smile at how cute he is. I park in the drive. I unbuckle him ffrom his car seat and grap his bags. I take his hand and lead him to the front door. "Is this Mr. Boss man's house?" He asks. "No. This is his mommy and daddy's house. We are coming to visit them and Mr. Boss Man." I smile silly to myself as I think about his innocent made uo nickname. The doorb opens to reveal a causally dressed Aidan. I realise now that I forgot to change. The hassle of having a child. I have a grey beanie on, a pink sweater, and on top of that, a black jacket, and finally blue jeans, whick are paired with some high heeled boots. Aidan has cancelled the dress thing because as it gets colder, the more impossible it becomes to keep waem in a dress. Nevertheless, the whole high heel thing became worse. He is now forcing me to wear six inches, He pulls me in for a hug. "H
Christmas seems to be approaching very quickly. I bought Theo a moving train set, which we will place around his room because he absolutely adores them. i also bought him a little bicycle, which doesnt have any pedals on it, but heh as to make it move nu pushing his lgegs on the floor. i ahv already wrapped up all his presents because his little prying eyes seems to discover things they shouldnt. he likes opening cupboards. I have ha to child- proof the entire hourse, and yet his little fingers still seeem to get into things. He loves climbing as well. I ahave found him on the kitchen countertops, where he balled his eyes out becauese he got stuck.I grab my bag, throw on a beanie, and find Theo. "let's go. I need to get one last present for my boss. Do you want to come?" I smile. He nods eagerly. "Alright. Let's go then." I smile. "What are we going to buy, Mom?" He asks. "I'm thinking about a new watch. he loves them." I explain. Theo nods eagerly in the back seat. "Just like he
As I walk into the office, and I finally manage not to stumble. I have almost mastered the art of working in heels. It's learnt skill. Today, Aidan made me wear high heeled boots, and a turtle neck dress which is actually really pretty. It's navy blue, and the ankle boots match perfectly. They are actually really pretty. It's flippon cold outside though, so I have a coat on, along with a scarf. i sit down and busy myself with my work. i was just about to call back another company who had asked for an appointment, when I am interrupted. "You must ne Gale." A voicded says and my head snaps upwards. It's Airah Fosters. Aidan's sister. i smile. "The one and only!" I grin. "You must be Airah. Congratulations on your wedding!" I smile and stand up to work over to her. The resemblance between the Johnsons siblings is undeniable. Airah is a female version of Aidan. She is shorter though, and more petite, while Aidan is more well built and towers over me. Her blue eye
"Hello Sleepy head. I've gone out with Airah for lunch. If you need me, you know what to do - G" I write, and draw a smiley face, and out it on his laptop. I grab my bag. put my beanie on my head and head out. It's starting to snow outside. Airah smiles and leads me to her car. It's a gorgeous red Mclaren. I hop into the front passenger's seat. "What about David?" I ask. "He's got his own car." She smiles and we drive off. I don't think that it is such a good idea to drive with her in the car, because she's technically a racing driver. Which might not be such a bad thing. If she is a racing driver, that mean he reaction time must be insane. However, she drives extremely fast as she speeds through the traffic, but, she seems to be a really good driver so I don't say anything. She bursts out laughing. "What?" I ask. Airah just laughs harder, and looks in her review mirror. "You should see your face! You are nervous aren't you? Especially since I
"The thought of settling down scares me." He pauses, "I guess doing, Er... what I do, it just makes me feel that I won't ever have to settle down. I still have a chance to live out my life and not have to be tied down by someone. Doing this, it makes sure that i don't meet her, that it won't ever go further than a one day thing, that I won't find her, and that I can stay free and not have to worry about whether she will leave me alone or hurt me. I can't do that to myself. I can't put myself through losing her. I don't want to take the risk, and plus, I will never be good enough for her, whoever she would be. She deserves so much better than me." He admits. I soften. I never knew he had that side. I thought he would come up with a stupid answer like "Its fun" or "I just haven't found the right one yet." I'm beginning to like him a lot more, that is until he added, "However, I am also Aidan Johnson. Player, smoking hot billionaire. I can get any girl I set my sight on. Why shouldn't?
“The Tuba.” He answers.“Seriously? If you could play any instrument you would play the tuba?” I burst out laughing. Aidan joins me and nods.“This lasagna is seriously fantastic. I can’t remember the last time I have had home cooked lasagna.” He comments interrupting me. I look at him sadly. That’s sucks. While it might be great to have chefs at home, I don’t think I could stand not having my mom’s delicious chicken pie, or her delicious pancakes. I think there are lot benefits to growing up rich, but not having a home cooked meals is not one of them. I shake my head.“Okay. Last two questions.” He smiles, interrupting me from my thoughts.“Alright. You ask first.” I urge. Aidan shakes his head and takes another bite of the lasagna.“Nope. Ladies ask first.” He argue and I sigh.“You have to argue with everything don’t you? And that i
“Gale Armstrong has completed her degree in Medicine with a diploma. Congratulations on this great achievement and all your hard work! We will see you at the graduation ceremony on Wednesday Morning.” He reads. I squeal. I did it! I had done it! I had passed my degree! Aidan looks at me excitedly.“You did it, Armstrong!” He smiles, looking a little sad.“Hey, why are you sad?” I slap his arm. “I passed my degree! You can get rid of my smart ass!”“That’s the thing, Gale. I don’t want to get rid of your smart ass.” He says sincerely. My eyes widen.“Naah. I get on your nerves!” I brush away his confession.“You might, but I still don’t want to get rid of you!” He admits, grinning, “But only because I will have to hire another useless assistant who can’t do anything except sit there and look pretty.”“I did more than j
“Hey! Just what do you think you are doing? Driving my car?” I ask as I get into the passenger’s seat. “Where is your car?”“I believe that the guy should always drive around the girl. Not because she can’t drive or anything, but because I can hold her hand as my other hand is on the steering wheel.” He explains. I never saw Aidan like this. He’s so romantic. It’s so sweet actually. Really sweet. &nb
I walked into Aidan’s office. He is sitting behind his desk, looking bored. I smirk. This is my chance to tempt him. “You want to kiss someone don’t you? Are you getting your player urges? It’s the withdrawals I’m telling you. Well, if you want to feel better, go ahead! I totally understand!” I tease interrupting him from his thoughts. I smile innocently, as he narrows his eyes. “Sweetheart, I bet that you