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He doesn’t let me settle before he has the waiters coming back with plates of food. A large plate of spaghetti and meatballs is placed in front of me, causing me to frown.“I can’t possibly eat all this, please have them take it back” The sight of it was intimidating I wasn’t sure where to start. “You don’t have to eat all of it” he got the bottle of wine in the middle of the table and poured two glasses.“But-“ “Just a few spoons, tell me when you’re tired and I’ll have them take it away” I looked at the plate, the scent of garlic streaming up my nostrils. It smelled nice. “But wouldn’t that be wasting?” “Whatever they do with it afterwards is none of your concern” He held out one glass of red to me.I accepted it slowly, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to drink. The last time I had alcohol we didn’t speak for a week. “How were your classes today?” “I wouldn’t know, I dozed off for most of it” I cringed scooped up a few noodles with my fork, and brought it to my lips. Hmmmm, not
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In class, I’m reminded that I have to see Eunice and Monica today, I was so not looking forward to that, either way, keeping an eye on Professor Edwards, I clicked my phone awake up my conversations thread with Ian. I’d slept like a baby after getting home last night, with my books scattered on the floor, I managed to brush my teeth before jumping in bed. Ms Pat informed me he left for a meeting early this morning so I had breakfast by myself. It’s been days since I last texted him. I can’t believe I was mad at him just two days ago. A wip lash, the man was giving me a wip lash. I type out a text hitting send. Me: Can Allen drive me home in about an hour? His man still gave me a ride this morning and is sitting in the lot right now. The man was all kinds of intimidating and hadn’t spoken a single word to me. I turn back to class, writing a few sentences on my book when my phone lights up. Ian Quinn: What has happened? Are you feeling ill?” He must think I mean his house. Ke
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My jaw drops. “What?” Eunice straightened as though a live wire was stabbed into her spine. “That has to be a mistake, are you certain he said all of his shares?” “Yes, it’s right here” “Give me that!” Eunice cried. Her eyes going wide as she read over the words. “The company was sold, we get to spilt the assets equally what nonsense is this?! That’s all of David’s fifty five percent, it’s worth millions!” Eunice shoots me an accusatory look as if I had a hand in this, and I shrugged as if to say don’t look at me. I had no idea what was going on here either. Mr Alfred bushed his spectacles up his nose with two fingers. “I am aware, but as you know, the shares were paid for by the new executive, Ian Quinn who is now her husband, to be passed on to any children they may have until then it stays in Katy’s name as per the agreement, so long as she fulfills all terms stated on the contract. ” he explained. It made sense I suppose but in a way I couldn’t wrap my head around his explan
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I didn’t know what to think as I got into the car, Allen, immediately drove off. Although Mr. Alfred took his time to explain it to me, it still didn’t make much sense. Why did put the company in my name? Trying not to think too much about it, I got my phone to see that I had two new messages. The first was from Monica. Don’t forget our agreement Kates, I still have those contacts you know… along with a winky face emoji. That she could remind me of that threat she and Eunice made during the wedding party. I was tempted to text back go ahead. But I already had enough things to deal with right now. I hissed under my breath and deleted the message. She should be glad she got something she wanted out of this, the boutique, then again Monica has always been lucky, unlike me. I consoled myself that Eunice was raging right now. Though I had nothing to do with it, it still gave me a little satisfaction, that she is denied what she loves so much, money. In the end, it seems Da
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For the next forty-five minutes, Sam explains to me how the game works, as he always does because I attend games too far in between so I tend to forget all the bits by the next time. I cheered on with the others when they displayed their prowess and skills. We’re well into the second round snacking on hot dogs and popcorn, I opted for a soda instead of beer and it’s been fun so far, probably because the Hawks were leading. My heart is constantly humping and I’m at the edge of my seat, my right foot bouncing in anticipation. Ah! The taste of victory was exhilarating. Hannah seems to have screamed her voice away. Kyle shoots the balls once more and the receiver sprints like the wind and before I know it the Hawks score another touchdown. The screams are deafening. “Whooo!” Sam puts two fingers to his lips and blows a piercing whistle, he wasn’t the only one. The cheerleaders on the side of the field do cartwheels and summersaults cheering loudly and waving their pompoms. Han
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“You’ve been smiling like crazy,” Sam said, chucking me at the side with his elbow.I rolled my lips into my mouth, trying to trap another smile, “I’m just in a good mood, I guess” I clasp my hands behind me, my ponytails bouncing as I walk.He murmured turning to me. “That’s really good to see Katy, I’m glad that you're happy”I returned his smile.It has been some good days, I wasn't complaining. It's dark when we get out, the lot almost empty, I’m suddenly glad Sam decided to walk me.A few people stand by their vehicles, talking or making out. “Hey Sammy” a female voice calls from behind us. Sam paused, turning to see a girl standing beside a blue convertible. “Cami?” Sam called.And I recognized the name, Hannah might have mentioned it a few times when cursing at Heather, the girl smiled twirling a strand of strawberry blond hair around her finger, still in her green and white cheer uniform, the mid thigh skirt making her legs look a mile long as she walks up to us. “Came we ta
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I’m standing in the ICU the next day, I front of me is the door that would lead me to dads private room where he is hooked up on monitors and machines. I found myself here after Hannah canceled and was already on my way out so I came here instead. “Would you like to go in?” I turned at the sound of the voice, its dad’s nurse, the one who’s been keeping me updated. “I think he’s sleeping” I murmured in response. He hasn’t moved once since I stood here. Only the rise and fall of his chest and the occasional beep from the machines signal life. Otherwise he was so still. I cleared my throat, “Can I?” It was still visiting hours but I wasn’t sure if I could visit while the patient was… resting. “Yes of course” she opens the door wider and motions me inside with a wave of her hand. “You can sit with him if you’d like” she offered. With a nod, I walked further into the room lowering to the chair beside him. The lady moved around checking the monitors for a second and noted something on
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I sucked in a breath at his words, stated so casually as though he was discussing something as mundane as the weather of what he wanted to have for dinner. My eyes roaming from the lights to the elegant decorations. I could begin to presume the kind of business the man was into, how long it’s been in his family or the amount of staffs in his employ. With the company going under they’ll be put out of their jobs. Most of them would have families to feed, the decision of one man to have such devastating effects and there’s Ian in the center of it ready to pull the pin, toss it in the ocean and watch the ship sink while everyone scrambles looking for ways to stay afloat. I bit my bottom lip, “That’s… brutal” “Like you said, it is the way of business” We don’t speak any more after that, I- I had nothing to say to someone who would make a decision like that. It’s times like this that I’m reminded of his reputation, what the media says about him, opportunist, ruthless, a cutthroat. Two
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