I Am Jealous, I Admit “Have you gotten the Aerospace file I sent?” Ryan asked me from his desk. It's been like this all morning since I told him yesterday that we needed to maintain a professional attitude and act like nothing happened between us. I walked out after telling him that and went to the form desk to chat with Lillian, after which I came upstairs and he was no longer in the office. I felt relieved, but also bad that I had to tell him something like that just to protect my heart and stop the both of us from taking whatever this was further.When I woke up this morning, I wondered how it was going to be at the office today. If he was going to avoid me or question what I said yesterday. It was however neither of these two options. Instead, he just did exactly as I asked by treating our relationship in a cordial and professional way. It was what I asked for, but, it left a nagging feeling I didn't like in my chest.Now that he asked me this question, he wasn't looking up from
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE It Hurts, I Don't Know Why“And see who decided to come back.” Ryan said, setting her back on the ground. If I thought she glowed when I saw her at the reception area, I was wrong. It was seeing him that made her eyes brighten and shimmer. I was almost certain that they have a history together. A romantic history, that is.“And see who missed me?” She retorted still holding on to his hands and looking deeply into his eyes. I felt like marching up to them and removing her hands from his. Those hands that touched me in sensitive parts of my body and had me convulsing in pleasure for minutes. But I couldn't, because he wasn't mine and I made sure of that by stifling whatever wanted to develop between us. Seeing them made me regret my action. I wished I could turn back the hands of time.“I didn't miss you.” He stated.Good, take that! I thought in my head.“Says someone that was badgering me with when are you coming back every week.” She chuckled.“That's an exaggera
How Can The Heart Break Even More?“Why are your eyes puffy? Are you coming down with something?” That was what Rainie asked me immediately I entered the kitchen. Last night I replayed everything that happened between Ryan and I. From the moment he kissed me on the couch in his drunken state, to the moment he changed the office rules because of me, down to his house when he confessed that I drove him crazy. Things that usually brought a smile to my lips whenever I thought about it, brought tears to my eyes. The tears ran down my cheeks and soaked a part of my pillow. I had never cried this much except from the days my parents passed away, after Annie told me I could cry and it doesn't make me weak. I analysed everything to check if he had played games with me, but, everything felt so sincere and it hurt my head as I thought of it. Whoever said the heart could not break lied. I could feel my heart shattering in my chest and there was nothing I could do to stop it.When I told him yeste
Why Must I Protect A Heart that Wants him? “I said it was Ryan that sent them over. At least that was what it said on the delivery paper. He even used the quick delivery because he wanted you to get the soups while they were still hurt. Isn't he quite considerate?” She chuckled and wriggled her brows at me.“I still don't get why he would send these to me? We are not close enough for that,” At Rainie's raised brows at the statement, I hastily amended my statement, “At least not anymore.”“If you are so curious on why he sent it, why don't you send him a text saying ‘Hey, I am not really sick. I am just heartbroken because I foolishly told you to treat me professionally when I clearly had feelings for you, but when you did today, I felt my heart break and I got jealous over someone that might just be your childhood friend. Why then did you send me the soups knowing that we are not really on speaking terms?" Annie said her sarcastic tone well in place.“When you put it like that, you ma
He Has No Filter.The next day, while I was typing some documents, it suddenly clicked that we should be traveling tomorrow or so and I haven't reminded Ryan about telling his personal pilot that we were traveling.“Sir, have you...” He cut me short by saying, “I think we've gone past this Sir stage. It's making me uncomfortable whenever you call me that.”I scrunched my brows in confusion and asked, “Then what else am I to call you?"“I don't know, my name, maybe? Or I no longer have a name?” He questioned.The thing is I called him by his name sometimes, but I always tried in office setting to call him sir because at the end of the day he was my Boss and any other person that might hear it, might misunderstand, although we have indeed passed that stage.“I saw your face. You literally just thought about what others would say, didn't you?" He asked me.I for one wanted to applaud his 20/20 vision because how did he see me from where he stood at the bathroom's doorway? He went into th
I Might Not Be Right For Him“Hello.” I greeted with a fake cheer to the lady who made me doubt everything I had with Ryan last week. Now I thought about it, I still didn't know who she was to him. However, him sending me those soup bowls and porridges yesterday made me know that I have a pedestal at least in his life. “I would have shook you or something, but my hands are pretty occupied.” I said and plastered a smile on my face.“No worries dear. Ryan is in right?” She asked.“When last I left the office, he was in.” I told her in the sweetest way possible. She didn't deserve any snarky attitude from me. I liked Ryan, we did things together on our own accord, that didn't give me a right to claim him as mine. He was basically free as a bird. Being a bitter person didn't suit me and I needed to ditch the attitude.“Alright, we will go in together.” She said happily and began tapping on her phone. The other person in the elevator came out on another floor and in few seconds we got to
The Universe Is Playing Games With Me“Is the lady ready?" Dave greeted immediately I got out of the elevator. He already called me by six p.m to tell me he was done with work and would wait for me at the reception area till I got off work. For him to have been by the elevator, it meant that he was waiting there all along. It reminded me of a puppy waiting for its owner, I don't know why, but it was so cute.Ryan was still at the office working when I left. When Sharron left the office later in the afternoon, it felt suffocating with her perfume still clinging in the air. I know that at some point when she was asking him to accompany her, I wanted to persuade him to go with her, but now that they were going together, why did my chest feel tight? It was frustrating to feel this way? I was going out with someone too, so why was my heart back at the office? I need to sort my emotions real quick because I am acting in a manner different from who I really was.“Yeah, I am ready.” I smiled
I Like Him, Please Help Me“Fancy seeing you guys here. What are the odds?” Sharron asked when she got to where we stood. My eyes fleeted to where her and Ryan's hands were joined, elbow to elbow and a surge of jealousy in my blood stream.“Hello, my name is Sharron. And you are?” She asked Dave stretching out her free hand for a handshake. Dave looked between our boss and Sharron possibly trying to deduce who they were to each other.“My hands are still hanging.” She told him, a smile still on her face.“Oh, I am sorry, that was rude of me. I am Dave and I am Violet's co-worker. Nice to meet you.” He said shaking her outstretched hand.“The pleasure is all mine.” She told him and released his hands.“So, which movie are you seeing today?” She asked me.“I don't know, Dave said it was a surprise.” I told her honestly because that was exactly what Dave told me to just accompany him and be amazed.“We are seeing Inside Out: 2. I literally had to force this one,” She gestured at Ryan, “T