“You’re sick, Sam.” She says.
A knock on the door startles us and Dr. Nelson opens it and walks in.
“I have excellent news, all the tests came back and they are looking good. Quincy will be discharged tomorrow.” He says cheerfully, but it looks like my parents are going to chew him raw.
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“What?” My father asks loudly.
“Are you hearing yourself?” My mother joins in.
“You can’t just discharge someone that almost died a day ago.” My mother points out.
And she is making a good point. My last doctor said a lot of serious things. But who am I to defy the tests of this new hospital.
This one is bigger, more equipped
A few spam emails pops up, and then I see what I’m looking for. An email from her.I open it as fast as my movements can allow me to, and I first see greetings and questions about how I’m doing. But then I see something that makes my mouth drop in awe.“What the hell?” I say to myself slowly..................Is Davina joking?She has to be, because this can’t be real.The part of the email that shocks me reads:“Quincy, I have something important that I need you to do for me. This is something I need done as soon as possible, and I trust no one else but you.
“Quincy, let me call you back later, okay? Today is my wedding day and I’m so busy.” She says and though I am shocked that today is her wedding day, I respond casually.“Sure, I will be waiting for your call. And oh, congratulations!” I say but she doesn’t reply. She just simply ends the call.............It’s the next day and I have showered and I have gotten ready to leave the hospital. All the necessary paperworks are signed and I have collected all my medications.I have a few warnings from my doctor, but they all total to me being more careful and healthy.I’m now sitting downstairs, still in the hospital, waiting for my father to pick me up.
When we reach the elevator, it takes a few seconds before it opens. And when it does, who we see makes me to almost lose my breath.It’s Daniel Sims.He’s standing in the elevator with his hands in his pockets, just staring and smiling at us cynically..............“What the hell are you doing here?” My father launches towards him and holds him up against the elevator wall. He lifts his hands in surrender and smirks.“I come in peace. I have come in peace, Sam.” He says and my father releases him.There are other people in the lobby and most of them seem to be looking at us.“Let&r
“Quincy.” She says my name somberly. “Just know that my entire life depends on you being the CEO.”“Are you okay?” I ask her in all seriousness. “Do you need help?”“The only help I need from you right now is for you to be the CEO of fantasy.” She says and then she ends the call.Well, that doesn’t sound good. .............She is joking, right? She must be joking.I spend the rest of the night preparing for my visit to the company tomorrow. I know I just got discharged from the hospital and I should rest more, but Davina needs me to do this.And what’s important to her, is fo
“Quincy Daniels?” She asks and I gulp involuntarily.“Yes? Are you Iris?” I ask and I reach out my hands for a handshake, but she only stares at it and chuckles lightly.“Davina made a huge mistake.” She says as she turns back around and begins to walk towards her car...............“Wait, hold up!” I say as I follow her across the street.I look back briefly at my father and he waves goodbye to me. “Good luck!” He says loudly and then begins to walk towards his own car.“Don’t give me orders.” She says and I stop myself from speaking another word.When she reaches her car, she whips
I follow Iris as she walks past a counter towards the elevator. She gives a small smile to the guy behind the huge marble counter not far from the elevator, and he smiles back.But wait, I know this guy.The bastard is Daniel Sims.Is this psycho following me everywhere I go?.............He does not recognize me at first, it must be the suit.But then he looks at my face once more and a shocked expression crosses his face.“No way.” He says to himself.“Well, I’d be damned, what are you doing here, Quincy?” He asks me and I scoff.“Quincy, hurry.&
He begins to pack the documents back into his bag without looking at me.“You, Mr. Daniels may be the CEO for the company now, but you are certainly not my CEO.” He says as he places the last paper in his black bag.“Mr. Chan.” I say to him and he scoffs.“Go work at a coffee shop, kid.” His words causes me to snap..............The amount of anger that rushes through me as the words leaves his lips is abounding.He stands up from the chair and nods at Iris who has her face in her hand, clearly uncomfortable with what’s happening.I hate when I get mad like this, because I become a spectator and my emotions take full control
“Hi, Quincy.” I recognize the voice instantly, and all my long forgotten fears comes flooding into me.“Miss me?” Her voice triggers something in me and I begin to have a panic attack.I can’t stop my breathing, I need help.I feel like I’m dying.“Help.” I try to say but it barely makes it out of my throat...............I fall to ground slowly and I drop my phone. I place my hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down, but it does not work.What’s happening to me?I haven’t had panic attacks in ages.“Oh, my goodnes
“No, I wear Gucci cologne.” I say and he looks at me with mild disgust.He must really not like Gucci.He takes a step closer to me and then he does something that takes me by complete surprise.............What is this man doing?He puts his nose to my arm and sniffs loudly. Then he says to himself, “You’re not wearing FANTASY’s deodorant either.” I take a few steps back, and I look at him, feeling the awkwardness.“I’m not.” I say slowly as I eye him.“Interesting...I will be downstairs, it was nice meeting you, Quincy.” He says with a small smil
“Whoa...you have got to be kidding me.” Iris says and I ask her, “What? What?”“Look over there.” She points to a white round middle aged man on the check-in line.“Yeah, who am I looking at?” I ask her and she says, “That’s Benjamin, Davina’s father.”...............What? “I thought he should be in France already.” I say and Iris replies, “Yeah, that’s what I thought too.”“I’m going to go talk to him.” She says as she stands, but I hold her hand.“Not now.” I say and she stares at me for a second, and s
“No.” I say, and he says, “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”“Don’t make me wipe that smirk from that face of yours.” I say, at the verge of snapping.“Please do.” He says, and I do something that I never thought I would do again in my entire life. ..............I simply do nothing, knowing that I don’t need to hit this guy. Hitting him won’t change a thing, so why do it?“I’m waiting, Quincy.” He says as he stares at my fist.“You’re not worth it.” I say and then I walk up to the little girl.“Hey, hey.” I say to her an
“What are you doing?” I ask her lowly. Davina’s father laughs deeply. “I’m sorry, but I won’t allow that.” He says confidently. “You see, Iris...I own you.” .......... Iris scoffs, and the call ends. “Iris...you don’t have to quit for my sake.” I say to her. “Oh, I’m not. I’m quitting because if they were comfortable with using you like a toy, then they obviously must have strings on me like a puppet already.” She responds to me. “I’m not going to live my life for these people.” “So are you still going to France, the city of love?” I ask
“No, sir.” I say respectfully.“But I’m confused here, what do you mean?” I ask.“Truly, I thought you weren’t this dumb...Quincy, you’re fired. You’re no longer the CEO for FANTASY.” ............“But..but..” I stutter and Davina’s father laughs.“But..but..what?” He asks rudely.“You actually thought I would have allowed my daughter to make someone as incompetent as you the CEO of FANTASY?”“Do you know how much money that company pulls in? You honestly thought I would let you mess it all up?” His voice is full of venom.
I pick up my speed as I drive on the small narrow road that is lighted by light poles and surrounded by thick trees.This road is a shortcut, and I took it because I want to get home as soon as possible.“Boo!” I suddenly hear the voice yell in my ear and I lose control of the steering wheel, causing the car to make a sharp turn that leads me straight into a tree...............The impact is loud and it causes the airbag to fly out. The car starts beeping loudly and I groan in pain.The front of the car is smashed into the tree. Scared, I frantically try to exit the vehicle.For a second, the door seems jammed, but I continue to struggle to open it. It finally gives way and the door opens.
When we are alone, Davina stands and walks close to me.“So what do you want to talk about?” I ask her and she replies in a low tone, “Who said anything about talking?”She closes the distance between us and she kisses me...............For a fraction of a second, I get lost in the kiss, and I return it. But then my senses return.I pull away and I watch her the lust stir in her eyes.“What are you doing?” I ask, my own tone a little bit huskier.She runs her hand through her hair and I watch her keenly as a tear escapes her eye.“Are you okay?” I ask her and she replies loudly
What or rather who I see causes my head to spin.I see Kate, she’s watching me keenly. Her eyes are cold and her skin looks wrinkled.She’s smiling widely, but her lips are without color. They’re purple and dead..............I can feel my blood rushing through my body. It’s like an out of body experience.I blink a few times to see whether she disappears, but it doesn’t work. She’s still in the backseat, staring at me via the rear view mirror.A loud truck horn snaps me out my trance and I press on the gas instinctively. The red light on the traffic light is already green, and all the cars that were in-front of me has driven away.
I pick it up and I see that I have a new text message. It’s from Jimmy, I remember saving his number when we were at The Lounge.I open the text and it only has three words.It reads:“Quincy, she’s gone.” ............My heart races as my mind conjures explanations for me. Who is he talking about?Is his wife dead?Oh gosh, no. I click on his number and it begins to ring. Expecting him to answer, I begin to find something to wear so I can go over to him; but he doesn’t.I try about three more times, but to no avail. The only person I could call right now and get information from would be Iris