He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
A CHANCED ENCOUNTER “Violet, are you even listening to me?” The voice of Connor, my boyfriend interrupted my train of thoughts. I blinked repeatedly and faced him with a fake smile plastered on my face. Connor bored me out most times as he liked to talk so much about himself. Most times he was often occupied with it that he never noticed when I zoned out of the conversation. Seems like today was an exception.“I'm sorry my dear. You were saying?” I mustered the most saccharine smile I could manage that I hoped screamed ‘I am crazy about my boyfriend.’Instead of my smile to elicit a smile from him, his face twisted in anger and lips upturned in disgust.“Don't tell me you were thinking about your paintings again?” He asked. I gulped and kept quiet because I was infact thinking about my paintings. Seriously, who knew that the type of green to paint a valley could be so confusing. I was leaning towards Emerald , but I could hear my creative side telling me Chartreuse was better.“
TWO SIDES OF A COIN“Ermmmm... Hello.” I stuttered my way through the sentence. This was so unlike me, I am usually the type of person that has the most to say, and to think that seeing the 'bar guy', yes, we are going to call him that seeing as I don't know his name is making me lost for words is rubbing me in some kind of way I don't find funny. My mom, of blessed memory, always said I talked ‘a thousand per minute.’“And she speaks. That is a start." The guy stated and went back to looking at my C.V. My confusion bubbles into a new emotion- anger. Who is he to pretend like he doesn't know me? Well, two can play this game. I am going to ace this interview so well, that they will have no choice to employ me and I plan to make him miserable enough for him to learn some manners, then I will quit.“Sorry about that. I had a bit of a moment of confusion. Saw something shocking minutes ago, but I am good and ready to ace this interview.” I mustered my ‘air hostess’ smile that I have been
THE DEVIL WEARS ARMANI“I'm confused. Do you want the job or not? Most people are usually elated about getting this type of call.” The voice sounded like she was confused about me acting like this and from the questions she asked me, this was possibly the first time someone is acting this way. Well, that clearly makes the both of us dear. I definitely thought I bombed the interview, especially when I told him to have an unfortunate day, which he heard by the way, incase you don't get how absurd this is. So, imagine my surprise when he ended up giving the go ahead for me to be hired. If she was me, she too would be confused.“You don't understand,” I started because she really didn't, “I bombed the interview. Like it's like when a model falls face flat on an international walkway that is supposed to take her career to the next level with the judges watching. And the next day, when she thinks her career is over, she messed up, she gets a call that she won. That's exactly what happened t
HOT OR COLD- PICK A SIDE“What took you so long? We need to be at the Hotel Subsidiary in fifteen minutes. I don't know if you are aware, but I really detest when people don't keep to time.” These were the first words my Boss said to me immediately I got into the car.I wanted to flip him off in my head, but I remembered that sometimes one had to learn to be the bigger person. If there was one thing I was learning on this job, it is the ability to be patient because Ryan pushes all my buttons.I took a deep breath and said, “You might not know this since you have a driver who takes you everywhere. The transportation to that place is quite weird and buses are inconsistent, so I had to run to and fro to get your coffee which you told the receptionist to tell me to have after the hassle I went through to get it.”“The coffee was always for you. I need coffee to start my day and I thought you hadn't gotten yours because you came in late, so I assumed you overslept. I told you it was mine
HE HAS NO FILTER TOO.“I am so sorry sir.” I apologized profusely for the umpteenth time. After apologizing a dozen on the phone, I hurried over to the drycleaners and picked up his suit. I was currently at the office where he was at his desk peering over some files before he'll shower and head out to his private jet.“I say this once again. You seem to say everything you have in your head.” He muttered to my hearing and stood up from the desk, and went into the bathroom. I stood there lost on if to drop the suit on the coat rack and leave or if I wasn't yet dismissed? So for that reason I stood there rooted to the spot, until minutes after I heard the shower running. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks at the thought that just a door separating me from where he stood naked. I shook my head, as if to shake off my nasty thoughts. I never used to be this person that found anyone sexually attractive or desired to get romantically involved with anyone. My stint with Connor, yes I will call
You Don't Get to Treat people like Flies“Get out.” Were the first words that came out when the woman barged into his office.Ryan was back from his two-day trip from U.K. It's been two days since he accused me of being incompetent, and though it hurt, still hurts, I have decided to focus and just do my job. There was no need to have emotions at the job. I didn't have to like my boss enough to do my job and that's the way it has been. I gave monosyllabic answers to questions that required them and just agreed with whatever he said I should do. If he noticed a shift in me, he didn't point it out, which was better for me by the way. He was currently dictating some things he wanted me to do as he stepped out of the office for some hours. So, I was taking notes and nodding dutifully when the woman barged in. Bringing us to where we are now.“Oh! Ryan darlin', how could a son tell his mother to get out?” The woman said with such sadness in her eyes that my heart clenched for her. But, it s
You might have feelings for him“You quit?” Annie screeched whether in horror or in shock. I couldn't pinpoint which at this exact moment.I was narrating what transpired between Ryan and i yesterday evening to my friends this morning that prompted me to quit without so much as a glance behind or a reconsideration.“Yes, I did. Also, shouting about it is not going to change the fact that I quit already.” I placed my legs on the center table and tried settling in comfortably.“Get your legs off the table immediately.” She said, hitting my legs lightly until I took it off the table.I yelped, “Ouch! Can't you be kinder to me? I just lost my job. Also, my feet is clean. So I see no problem in putting them on the table.“You didn't lose your job. Don't say you lost your job like you got fired. You quit your job. That's a difference.” She pointed out.I groaned loudly and twisted my body like an earthworm that was poured salt, “It doesn't matter. I am still without a job.”“I still don't u