I woke up with a start, realizing that I was lying on the bed in my room. I had the same clothes on, my hair wasn't wet... it was as if I hadn't showered for a while. I frowned in complete confusion, I didn't understand what had happened. Then I remembered what I did with Logan just now.... Was it real? I stood up and walked out of the room, down the stairs. I was surprised to see Logan sitting there on the couch watching TV.-Weren't you going to take a shower? -he asked. -Shower? -I wanted to know, hadn't he already booked me? I was so confused, what had happened? I had fallen asleep in bed and woke up feeling like I had had an erotic dream about Logan. I had dreamed that he took my virginity. -Yes, you said you were going upstairs to take a shower," he stood up and walked over to me. I had to look up because Logan was taller than me, he looked so imposing.-I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep.-Levana, are you okay? -He reached up and cupped my chin. His gaze was dark, his pupils w
Ten seconds. There are only ten seconds left. Breathe, try to focus, and don't think about bad things. I put the pencil in my bag and took the sheet. It was an exam that would help me a lot for my final grades, I was at the end of the race and I couldn't afford to go wrong. When the clock made that strange sound that time was up, everyone got up to turn in their exams. I stood up, hooked my bag over my shoulder, and walked over to the desk. I put the exam on top of the others and left. "Elizabeth," Grace calls me, my best friend. "Are you going to the show tonight?" Was what she asked me. I sighed deeply and tried to think about whether or not it was worth going out today; I had been submitting a few job applications and was eager to wait for responses. Although to be honest it has already been a few months of that. I think I should find some part time to pay the rest of my apartment rent. "I don't know, Grace." I rubbed my temple in circles with my fingers. "I'm not r
THE INTERVIEW This yes, this no. We'll see how this one fits me. not! It definitely doesn't match me, I'm going to try this one... neither! I don't really know what to wear to go to that interview, I would refute a lot of clothes in my closet. Maybe Grace was right about my clothes, but what mattered to me is how I felt and that's why I didn't care if other people didn't like it, but this time I must have looked good for that interview, I had waited a long time time for a chance how is it and didn't want to spoil it all. I needed the money, in case my apartment needed a good remodel and with my expenses I have been seeing them with difficulty lately. I went to a website to see the possible combinations in clothes, but it was difficult for me, I only kept casual clothes. I remembered Grace. I went to WhatsApp, I saw that Grace had already put a status with Patrick. She neverchange! Only she was with him for a moment and she already believed herself to be a crush. Anyway I
When I got home I flopped down on the couch, my head hurt a little from all day today. I looked at my cell phone and realized it was one in the afternoon. I had missed the morning classes to go to the job interview. I stood up and went to the kitchen, took the four pieces of pizza out of the fridge and put them in the oven. That would be my lunch. After lunch I took a quick bath, put on worn pants, a short shirt, and white tennis shoes. I tied my hair in a scruffy bun and left the house. "Beth!" I heard a voice behind me. I turned around, just to make sure it was Tyler. "Hey, wait." When he reached me he gasped a little, he had run halfway down the hall. I forgot to mention that Tyler lived in the same building as me, in the back apartment. "I'm in a hurry," I told him, heading for the elevator. "Grace told me you had a job interview," he commented, following me. When we got to the elevator we both went inside, I pressed the button for floor one and the doors closed. "
When I got home I went straight to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. I had a few days when I did not cook, I just spent my time ordering fast food and, although I knew it was not healthy, I had no other option. I opened the fridge just to make sure I had almost nothing left. Great, I would have to shop again. I left the kitchen and went to my room, took off my clothes and put on my pajamas. I took some money from my drawer and left my apartment. Living alone was a bit tiring, I had my freedoms obviously but more responsibilities. In the hallway I met Grace, getting out of the elevator. "Elizabeth, I was just coming to your house." She was wearing a short dress that clung to her body and some high-heeled ankle boots. "I'm going to the supermarket on the corner, will you come with me?" "Okay, did you know Tyler is having a party at his apartment today?" We both step into the elevator. "I did not know." "Well, I wanted to see if you would come with me." Grace rocked b
"Please, Tyler, leave me alone." I struggled a bit with his arm. "I didn't mean to do it, excuse me, I know it wasn't right, but it's not for you to leave the party either, go!. You've barely been around for maybe twenty minutes. "He took my forearm. "Ah, you didn't want to do it. Yes of course. Do you think I'm stupid? "I stopped facing him," now I remember when you told me things about this Miller guy. In fact, I am believing that you only used it as a mirror of your reputation, being someone else who wants to fuck every woman you come across." "How do you think" He frowned "don't ever compare me to that guy again" he squeezed my wrists very hard. "You're hurting me, Tyler, can't you tell?" I dug my nails into his forearm. "I'm sorry!" He released me immediately, "but that's what happens when you provoke jealousy in me, really, Beth, you do things in me that no other woman does." "Surely that is what you tell everyone when you fuck them for the first time," I crossed my arm
The next morning the sound of my cell phone wakes me up. I growled disapprovingly and shifted on the bed. I felt too sleepy to even open my eyes. But the cell phone wouldn't stop ringing. God, if I didn't answer, they would keep insisting. It is better to turn it off. I pulled my hand out of the tangles in my sheet and looked for the phone on the nightstand until I found it. I was going to turn it off in one go, but I lazily opened one eye and the screen said Miller Company. The dream went so fast that it surprised me. They were calling me! I sat on the bed a little nervous and cleared my throat so that my voice did not sound raspy from being just up, and I replied: "Hello?" "Good morning, Elizabeth Hills?" "That's how it is." "I'm the secretary Vanesa Lee and we are calling you from the Miller company, I have been informed that I should call to meet you today at 8 in the morning. Do you think you can come?" "Today?" I looked at the clock on my nightstand: it was
I came to a room where there were several doors. Administration, accounting, marketing, logistics, design... secretariat. Perfect! What I was looking for. I knocked on the door three times softly. I got no answers, maybe it should hit harder. I repeated the touches, this time louder. "Come in," they said from the other side of the door. I took one last look at my body, making sure that at least the wet clothes I was wearing were fine. I entered. I opened the door, leaving just enough room to stick my head out. "Vanesa Lee?" I asked a little unsure. "That's right, if I'm not mistaken you are Elizabeth Hills." She placed her head on a laptop on her desk. "Exactly, it's me," I smiled. "Perfect, please come in and make yourself comfortable." I debated entering, I was sorry that he saw me in these looks, being my first day the first thing he would think of me is that I am surely one of those immature girls. I'm lost, but still I got in Vanesa continued typing on her comput