"So what about my job at the hospital?" I inquire.
"I've thought about that, and I think that it would be a good idea if you quit your job and move with me in England. We are getting pretty serious. After all, we are going to start a family one day. You won't have to work then, as the job offers good pay, good enough for us to live in luxury. Gale, we are raising a family. What more could you need?" He squeezes my hand again. Hurt and disbelief rush through me.
"I haven't worked my butt off for seven years for nothing! How can you just expect me to just gather up my things and rush out after you? Yes, I want a family. I want kids of my own, but I'm still young. I have worked like a freaking dog this year, trying to pass my exams, I have had to get a bloody second job to pay of my student loan for goodness sake. I can't just up and leave all this! Quit my job, leave my family, I might as well chuck my degree in the dustbin,
The next morning, I woke up and moped around the house. I ate almost a whole carton of Ice cream, and called my bestfriend, Criza and Yohan, who are currently sitting next to me and watching Netflix together.They have brought me a huge teddy bear, which is taking up half the room. They are currently eating chocolate, popcorn and a whole hoard of coffee. They are both still in their Pajamas, as I am."You okay?" Yohan asks me."Kinda." I say and shrug."Your phone is ringing." Lisa buts in. I groan, and climb off the comfy couch, and scratch around for my phone. It's Aidan.I clear my throat and answer, trying to sound alive."Hello Aidan." My voice comes out all weird, and then I manage to get into a cough attack, and so my whole alive and normal thing didn't turn out very well."Are you okay?" H
Criza turns to me."Go and shower. I'm going to do the same." Criza grabs her backpack and heads to the guest bedroom. I stomp up the stairs and let the cold water run over my body. I soak my hair and get out the shower. I throw on a sunflower sun dress, and leave off shoes, then I tie my hair into a French plait.Finally, Criza comes into my room. She puts her hand on her hips."Right. Here's a bag, we are putting everything and anything that reminds you of Kevin in here. We won't throw it away, but we will kept it out of sight. That's the best way to get them out of your head." She hands me a bag and starts throwing all the gifts I got from Kevin over the two years. She takes the photos of the wall. Then she walks over to my jewelry box."No!" I shout. Criza stops in her track."Why? Come on Gale." I shake my head. I walk over and hold
"We are not going shopping!" I say, "Don't try to convince me otherwise!"Three hours later, I have a thousand bags, and honestly, I feel really bad, because Criza paid for everything, because supposedly I'm dirt poor. Which is pretty accurate. Being a student is hard.She even bought me two pairs of heels. I tried to tell her that I'm not going to wear them, ever, but hey, she didn't force me into too much else. Being a tomboy and having a best friend like Lisa is the worst possible combination ever."I think I need a change." I whisper."What do you mean?" Criza asks, holding up the bags of clothes."I think I need a bigger change. I just don't know what." I sigh. I don't need a change. Something other than just clothes."Why don't you cut your hair?" Criza suggests, and then turns to me "You would look really great with
The next morning, I curled my short hair, leaving it down. I smile at myself. It is new and I am happy. I think its suits my features. I throw on a navy blue shirt, white jeans, and put on my motorcycle boots. I put white sandals into my backpack and I pick up my helmet. I climb onto my bike, and quickly ride to the office. When I arrive, I hear a commotion within the office. I can hear Aidan's voice from in the reception. He is a whole story above it. He must have had a fight with his mother. When I exit the elevator, I find Aidan standing in his navy tuxedo yelling at a poor employee, who seems absolutely frantic."Good morning Mr. Jonhson." I say amused. He does not turn around, as he is glaring at the poor intern, who seems to be terrified of poor Mr. Jonhson. I roll my eyes."Morning, Gale." His eyes never leave the young man, who has a pile of papers in his arms, as he greets me."I told you
"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
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