1. What do I do?

LILY'S POV

"I don't want her in my house," waking up to the voice yelling from downstairs, I yawn and tried to get off bed but I ended falling on the floor, groaning to the wicked pain that hits my waist. "Please, tell her to leave tonight, this is supposed to be our honeymoon but your ex colleague is here with us, if my mom finds out about this, she won't be happy" Eric's voice boomed the whole house as I stood up and walk towards the bathroom.

Their noise didn't stop, I wonder what they are arguing about, is it me? I knew Eric was a friendly person but he has his limit, especially when they just got married last week and I came to them for help.

I had no place to stay, my dad died in a robbery attack and my mom had a car accident. We weren't the rich or middle class family but they managed to get me into school. They had no properties so I'm lost.

I don't have a job, my boss fired me because I was too clumsy, honestly, I don't know why I'm always nervous, it's like as if I'm repeating my first day, on and on.

"Honey, just give her sometime to find a decent job -" Kathy replied. It was too loud that I could hear but I didn't know what they are talking about. I decided to ignore and brush my teeth, I strip from my clothes and got into the shower.

I have an interview at nine and I don't really want to miss it. I shampoo my hair, grabbing a scrub and soap and started to scrub, turning on the shower to be met with the goodness of the cold water streaming down my body, washing away the dirt on my skin, that's if there is.

After I was done, I dry my body and blow-dry my hair, rubbing some lotion. I went to my closet and grab a matching pair of laces, I wore my undies and bra. The beautiful dress that I had always pictured myself but never worn it. I held it in my hands. I wasn't the busty kind of girl but I knew I was okay.

When I wore the dress, it had stopped by my mid thigh, I felt uncomfortable with this but I couldn't change now, I'm late now, I got into my flat and wore my purse before heading downstairs.

I noticed Kathy was seated on couch like she was thinking, Eric might have gone to work. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked her, snapping her out of her trance.

"Oh, yes. You have an interview, right?" She asked, trying to hide the fact that something is bothering her. I nod my head. "Go, you'll be late" she said.

I decided to go for now but I'll ask her what's bothering her when I get back. Looking for a taxi was the hardest part but I managed to get one, I check my phone to know the time, 8:44, gosh. 

The driver turn to the left and I'm met with a huge building, it has glass walls everywhere, almost reaching the sky. I got out of the cab and pay the driver the small change I had.

I started to timidly walk into the company, I was greeted by the cool air of the air conditioners. I walk towards the reception where a nice looking man was standing. "Welcome to Kings, how can I help you?" He asked with a smile.

"Hi, I'm here for an interview, it start at nine" I smile at him. He checked something in his computer before looking back at me.

"Yes, Liliana Patrick, you're up next, Mr King has been waiting for you for the past five minutes" he said. "Take the elevator, eleventh floor, second door to your right" he directs, I nod with a smile.

"Thank you so much" I said before hurrying towards the elevator, hitting the button, the door open, I hit the eleventh floor, the elevator starts to go up. I waited impatiently, telling myself everything is gonna be fine.

When the elevator ding, it opens and I walk out, I noticed the black hardwood double door to the right, that's obviously the CEO office, why did he tell me, it's definitely obvious...... put yourself together Lily.

I stood in front of the door, taking a deep breath, I knock on the door. "Come in" was what came from the other side.

I pushed the door open and that's when I lost my balance and fall to the floor inside the office. I groan, two fall in a day, dang it. I look up, noticing the big office in front of me, it was all dark blue and black.

I look at the hardwood desk at the far inside and thats when I noticed the piercing blue eyes staring right at me. I stood up immediately, organizing my dress, I grab my purse and walk towards the chair in front of the desk and that's when his full face comes in view.

This man looks like a god, his pointy noise was obviously straight, his jawline sharp enough to cut a piece of paper, his cheek showing that he definitely has  dimples, his lips, so full and pink making me wants touch it......what am I here for?

I took a seat in front of him. "Good morning Sir-" I greeted but he cuts me off.

"Did I ask you to seat?" His voice, so raspy, so deep, so sensual, so husky and so......British? I never knew the Kings were British.

But what took my attention were those words he said. "Uhh....." I stood up immediately. "I'm sorry" I apologize but he looks angry or something.

"You came sixteen minutes late, left my door opened, sat on the chair like you own the place" he snarled at me..... okay, Mr rude.

"I.....I said I was sorry" I look away from him, he shuffle and his cologne filled my nostrils, sandalwood and lavender oil. 

"You are not to talk back till I ask you to. Sit" he ordered and I did. He grabs what looks like my resumè, he looks at me in an instant. 

His blue orbs holds no emotions in his eyes as he stares at me, but what was so intriguing was the fact that he's intimidating me really bad.

My sweat was trailing down my temple. "You had only one job experience. I can't have you in my company" he said so flat, nonchalantly. 

My heartbeat increase as I was about to break down in tears. "Sir, please, I'll do anything, just give me a job, I know my work standard can't be compared to the standard to this company but I need a job -" he cuts me off immediately.

"Get out" he said, I look at him like I could kneel down and beg but I didn't want to put myself in that position so I stood up.

I look at him, his eyes roams my body shamelessly, my body heats up at the stare, I felt naked in front of him. It's as if he's taking off my dress with his eyes. I turn around and made my way to the door, but I couldn't help the fact that his eyes were on my behind so I walked out hurriedly.

I made my way down, getting out of the elevator, I wipe my tears before anyone sees me, the receptionist guy whose name was Jayden according to the tag, he stares at me like he was expecting this from his boss, he give me small smile before I left through the exit.

I sigh, I don't even have transportation fee. Guess I'm trekking, I start to stroll my legs along the pedestrian way. My life has always been like this, a total disaster. I feel like I'm so alone in this world, I wish God could just take me off this planet or universe, I just don't want to exist anymore.

Tears fell out of my eyes as I remember what my dad always tells me. 'You'll make it, I can feel it'. He says that every single day since I was little and that was his last word in the hospital.

I want to believe it, I believe him and I'll keep living, nothing is gonna stop me and I'll make dad proud of me. A car was moving with full speed forward and immediately splashes water on me. I gasp, looking at my dress, I'm bad luck, I can feel it deep down.

I made it to Kathy's home at 5:38pm, it was pretty far from the company but good thing I made it, I just needed to sleep.

I got into the house, about to go get food to eat but then, I noticed my bags at the door side. Kathy walks out of the kitchen with heavy steps. "Kathy?" I called.

"Good, you're here, it's about time, get your things out of my house" she yelled in anger, it made me wonder what's going on.

"Because of you, my husband doesn't want to come back home. It's my fault and he hasn't even touched me since marriage because you're here. It's about time you take your things and leave" she started throwing my things out.

She pushed me out, I slowly grab my bag and walk away as she slams the door on my face. I've always been the type of girl that obeys and doesn't talk back or argue, I always let them overpower me, that's just how I am. I'm pathetic, naive, timid, shy, clumsy. Those are the words that I've been called ever since I was in school.

I walked down the cold dark night, it's already dark by the time I reached the park, I didn't know what to do. What do I do? I have no friends, no where else to go.

I saw a bench by the park, I took a seat and held my bag close to me due to cold. I lie on the bench, slowly starting to sleep.

*****

When I woke up, it's already six o'clock in the morning and people were surrounding me, I felt uncomfortable as they whispered. I groan as I slowly get up and walk aw from them. I carry my bag and legs to wherever it takes me to. Sighing as I walk. I've always been walking almost through out my life so I'm used to it.

I reached a market square were people sell clothes. I immediately look at my bag and back at the empty spot, I ran over as an idea ran through my head. I start bringing out my clothes and shoes, and starts to sell them.

"Buy some clothes, buy some clothes here" I had good clothes, and even if I am not supposed to be doing this, I need money. 

I felt like all eyes were on me, I didn't want attention but if it involves money, I could do anything at the moment, it's unfair for God to punish me this way, I've done nothing wrong, I've always been a good girl, I've never hurt anyone, I've never stole from my parents or anyone, I don't lie, at least not all the time.

I just want a life, any kind of life. Soon, people start to patronizing my things and soon, I was able to sell all, except for my undergarments, that would be weird, I also left a sweatpant and shirt with a hoodie Incase I want to change.

But still, this money can't do any good for me, it's just a hundred dollars. I sigh as I start to walk away with my almost empty bag.

I look ahead, trying to find my next destination. I finally found somewhere to stay, a small motel or whatever, but it's eighty dollars for two days so I decided to stay there, tomorrow I'll find a way to make money.

It's afternoon now, after settling into the motel, it looks quite alright, I head to a small restaurant and by a hamburger and smoothie with a bottle of water. 

My phone starts to ring, I wonder who's calling, I have no idea, it was a number. I answered it immediately. "Hello?" I said.

"Good afternoon Ms, Mr Nicholas will like to see you tomorrow night" a lady said in the phone, Mr Nicholas? As in King Nicholas? Kings company? The man that asked me to get out of his office.

"W-where?" I stuttered.

"I'll send you the address" he states. My phone beeps a message. Looks like I'm gonna meet him again.