Chapter 4

I was tangled in the sheets and blankets, laying on my stomach with a pillow covering my head. I lifted my elbow slightly, the pillow tumbled over. My eyes were squinted as the sun shine through the curtains making me groan and lay my head back on the mattress. I slowly turned over to my back, my arm reaching over to rest over my eyes.

My alarm started going off making me basically wanna die. It was blaring a random song I had in my music library and just seemed to be getting louder and louder, without opening my eyes I reached for the phone which is kept on my bedside table, I pressed a button and it went off.

I turned around groaning, I haven’t had enough sleep, this day is basically gonna be the worst. I sat up, stretching my arms, and a loud yawn escaped my mouth. I grabbed my towel, toiletries, and underwear and then head to the bathroom. Starting with a quick shower, and then going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. I stared at my reflection. Beautiful. Tall. Slim. I have a model-shaped body, basically, everyone like my body shapes well except you know; that bitch Maria.

Once I was done, I wore a black pencil skirt with a white button-up shirt. I wore a wristwatch and applied mascara, lipstick, and a touch of blush. I wore black heels and got out. Walking into the living room, I looked at him, he was sleeping, he looked so peaceful. I wonder what’s his name. I walked out of the house and then walked in back in a few seconds. I can’t just leave without saying anything, I grabbed a notebook and wrote down "Hi, you were sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you up, I left for work if you need anything you can call me." I wrote as I kept it on the center table, I turned around and walked towards the door, touching the door handle, I looked back at the note "That note kinda sounds strange" I muttered as I took it and tore the page.

"What should I write." I used the pen to tap my chin “I left for work, thank you.." I stopped writing, what is wrong with you Tara, why are you thanking him? I tore the page again “Looking for me? I left for work." I wrote for the last time. I kept it on the center table and then head out of the house.

After graduation, I worked for a publishing company which lasted for a few weeks, not that I got fired but the boss kinda wants me to be his sex tool. That’s right he basically told me that he pressed my bobs in his dreams and that he wants to make that dream a reality. I made sure

that fucker got the lesson he deserved and boy! Did he not take it well when I made sure his company got shut down, don’t ask me how I did that but I know people who can, people who won’t hesitate to make my every wish come true. Anyway, once I left the publishing company, in a day or two, can’t remember which one, I joined a global marketing company, actually the number one global marketing company in town. Not to brag but I am the chief executive manager of this company. I got promoted a week after I joined the company. Money had never been a problem for me but love has always been.

Once I arrived at the company, I parked my car and then head to my office. Walking into the building, as usual, I was greeted with numerous smiles, greetings, and whispers. I opened the door to my cabin there he was standing right in front of me with an angry face "You are late, Miss manager" He said.

I walked in his direction as I kept my bag on the table "Sorry Jeffery, I over_"

"Slept." He finished the sentence. "This is the fifth time you’re late this month and the worst of it is that the month just started." He growled

"Are you keeping counts on me?" I said with a bit of laughter in my voice as I put a hand on my hip.

"Haha, not funny. I’m serious Tara." He said in a profound tone

"It's Miss Tara for Jeffery." I smiled pulling my sit out, Jeffery held it "I think you’re forgetting something." He said

"Oh yeah, my coffee, where is my coffee, did Layla forget to make me a coffee." I looked at my watch "Looks like I’m not the only one who’s late today."

"Your coffee is right over there." He pointed "It's been there untouched for the past three hours." He clarified

"Hey! I didn’t tell you to tell me how long it was sited there."

"Seriously Tara, enough of this."

"Enough of what?" I asked patting his cheek.

"Oh my god Tara, you are trying too hard." He said while taking my hand off his cheek

I knew exactly what he meant by that, Jeffery knows me well, almost too well, he knows that I never joke around too much unless I’m going through a tough time, or should I say unless I’m trying to hide my sad life. Jeffery is like a brother to me, he is sweet, kind, and nice, and he always got my back. He and I met in college, he knows a lot about me, in terms of likes, dislikes, perspectives, and almost everything about me, well, except my true identity. I wish I could tell him but I know it would put him in a difficult position and he might not be able to handle it.

"What are you talking about?" I asked

"He broke up with you didn’t he?" He said; his voice very low and calming

I sigh. "I broke up with him," I confessed. To be fair, Kyle wasn’t the one that broke up with me, I was the one that told him to leave.

"You broke up with Kyle!" He raised an eyebrow and I nodded "But why?"

"He’s cheating on me with_"

"Maria." He completed the sentence.

"Yeah, I found out last night, I couldn’t help but break up with him," I said; now I feel like I wanna cry.

"Oh Tara, I’m sorry." He said in a sympathetic tone

"Oh please, don’t tell me, sorry, no one is dead." I let out

"Yeah, I know. Anyway, you know what I’m thinking about." He smirked as I raised an eyebrow "Let’s get that bitch what she deserves," He sounded excited

"Nah, I’m not in the mood." I’m always in the mood to piss Maria off but not this time. I don’t want anything to do with her

"Come on, you know she’s been fucking infuriating me lately, please let’s do this." He insisted

"No Jeffery, I’m not in the mood." I let out a breath

Basically, I’m not the only one that got issues with Maria, she’s basically in everyone’s business. That bitch has fucked up big time, she would have been fired by now if it wasn’t for her hardworking charisma. Back in high school, Maria was one of the most intelligent students, not gonna lie but she was a tough competitor during the years. No matter how bitchy she is, she knows her way when it comes to business or academics.

"Anyways, what were we talking about before you know, Maria’s talk started," I asked

"I don’t know, I can’t remember." He responded

"Okay." I sat on the chair "Can you tell Layla to get me my coffee?"

"Yeah sure, sweetie anything to make you feel better." He walked towards the door

I rolled my eyes "I never said I wasn’t feeling good, Jeffery." I said, as he reached the door, he turned back and looked at me

"Ohh shit!" He looked at his watch "You are an hour late for the meeting"

"An hour late for what?" I asked before realizing what he meant by that "Holy shit, I can’t believe I forgot." I quickly got up

"I can believe you let me forget about this meeting," I said

"I let you forget? You got me in a conversation and boom, I forgot about it."

"Shut up! Let’s go."

"You forget the file." He said

I instantly grabbed a random file and walked out of the room.

I can’t believe I forgot about this meeting, I’m sure Maria will make her best to get me off that seat but I won’t let her. She has been wanting to get my position, since the day I got promoted.

ANDREW POV

I hate it when I oversleep, I’ve told myself several times not to oversleep, I even put on an alarm but I fucking forgot that my phone is on silent. As I woke up, the first thing I saw was a note, I picked it up and read it “Looking for me? I left for work”

I scoffed letting it drop to the ground. I got up and picked up my phone, this isn’t the first I’ve slept with my phone charging.

I dialed a number and it was picked up on the third ring.

"Hello!" I said almost immediately as he answered the call

"Andrew! I have been looking for you, why didn’t you come back?"

"I was in a mess, the cops were after me."

"Holy shit! Tell me you’re not calling from the cell."

"Relax, I’m not. I lost them, already" I responded

"Where are you now?" He asked

"I’m at some place, I don’t know…… wait a minute." I paused as I walked towards the window and looked at a signs board "Hey Luke!"

"Yeah!" He responded

"Meet me at silver street,"

"Where exactly at silver street?" He asked

"Uhm—"

"Wait, wait, wait." He cut me off "Please tell me you aren’t at Amees Apartment on silver street?"

"Amees Apartment?" I questioned

"Yeah, Amee's apartment, that’s one of the safest apartments in town."

"What makes it so safe?"

"You remember Collin Hoover right? The chief of police?" He asked

"Yeah, what about her?"

"Well, she lives there along with the head of the crime department, Scott Gabriel."

"Holy shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" I kicked my leg on the wall "That bitch has been hunting my ass for years." I said

"I know man, I know. So what are you doing to do now?"

"You know what! We are gonna do what we do best. Get the fucking car and meet me outside." I said

"Okay! I will be there in a few minutes." He said before I ended the call.

Holy shit! I’m screwed, I need something to think straight.

As I entered the kitchen, I opened the fridge, the only thing that caught my attention is the dozen of Corona beers, so I grabbed one and opened it.

"Looks like I’m not the only one that is obsessed with corona beer," I smirked,

Once I gulped in, I felt great sensational relief, I love it when I start my day with something light. Turning around I saw a plate of chicken wings. She sure is quite messy, I mean look at the apartment, it’s scattered. I walked out of the kitchen, looking around the house, and I saw a picture that drew my attention, I walked towards it and held it.

"Tara!" I caressed the photo frame.

Looking at the photo, I recalled that sudden kiss she rushed me to. That was so odd but my mind didn’t react to that immediately, all I cared about was a place to hide.

I was brought back to reality when I heard a beeped sound from my phone.

MESSAGE FROM LUKE:

Luke: I’m at silver street, where are you?

Andrew: I will be out in a second

Luke: Be quick, just saw some cops pulling over

Andrew: Don’t worry, I got this

As I responded to his message, I kept the photo frame, grabbed my jacket, and walked out of the apartment. Right now, I need to be somewhere safer than here, something no officer will step into.

Reaching the exit door, I heard a voice yell "Hey! Who are you?"

Holy shit! I’m in a mess.