Scarlett's POVI got down from the taxi, paid the driver, and watched it drive away. I took a deep breath and turned to look at the huge building in front of me. My heart felt a little heavy as I looked on. Oh man, I knew I should have called in sick. I really, really don't want to come to work today. Not after my futile attempts to hire a lawyer.I whined inwardly as I bent slightly to dress the teases on the edge of my black formal gown. It stopped just right above my knees, and my red flat shoes complimented them nicely. Smiling in satisfaction, I flipped my blonde hair that partially covered my face behind and stared at my wristwatch. As usual, I was fifteen minutes early.It's not too late to call now, is it?I sighed inwardly and made my way into the building, pouting in frustration. Just in front of the door was the last man I wanted to see right now, and I froze immediately at the sight of him. I wasn't the type to lose control, but I had to use everything in me to stop myse
Scarlett.I bet he has a hundred concubines chasing after him ,each more beautiful than the last. And there I was … sitting in despair, not knowing what I'll be of .This was not the first time, nor will it be the last I'll see panties in his suitcase. Each time my eyes beheld them, it feels as though my heart will crumble into pieces. I'd always feel this cold thing run through my spine.Who was that? I jolted out of my thoughts when I heard the doorbell ring.I didn't linger in wiping the tears off my face. I stared at the clock that hit six PM. Oh my, how long have I been crying?I walked to the mirror. That was it. The figure there always has her eyes maroon and teary. I mustered courage and scrubbed my face, ensuring no one could sense I was crying.I walked to the door, and saw a mail man.I don't remember anyone saying they had a package for me.The mailman gazed at me in an awkward way. What now?Just then I realized my hair wasn't put together. Shit.“Hello ma'am.”“Hello.”
Scarlett.I braced up myself and brushed the back of my hand against my face, trying to grasp the fact of me really being outside. I was about to stand on my feet when I lost count of the steps and fell shamefully to the earth.Fuck me.Had I known, I wouldn't have come here in the first place. I would have stayed home and faced all the obnoxious acts of Aaron. But the deed has been done.What form of shame have I not faced all because of love for Aaron. The children's mocking gaze at me was just the tip of an iceberg. I picked up myself and brushed off the imaginary dirt off my dress.Was it that day I almost ran into a child cause I was in a hurry to give him his brunch, or the day my dress got ripped when he angrily pulled me away in public. A lot of shame that even I couldn't recall.I trotted back home, tears not being able to stay still in my eyes, having the burden of the whole world on my shoulders. I felt it. God knows this wasn't what I signed up for.Come on, what happened
CadeFinally, the day I've been waiting for. The day I'll be assuming the position of CEO. The Walton family members felt the need of not making me take the position, claiming I didn't “deserve it”. Like they did.There's just something that puts me off when it gets to these people. What was their problem with me? Was it because Father didn't leave them a profitable property to hold on, or something worse. It had to be something.But one thing I foumd impeccably interesting and fancy was the fact was that Mrs Walton,aka my mother stayed quiet throughout the whole drama.I definitely didn't take after her. I fought for my position.I stared at the figure in the mirror as I took up my zipper, sprayed some deodorant and yeah, one wouldn't want to shut their eyes after glancing at me. One more thing, my tie. I adjusted it and I looked just perfect. Imagine signing the document that makes me the rightful owner to that seat.Now the normal thing I'd do is maintain the composure, resist th
Scarlett.Others had a way of flushing out their pain, either by crying or feeling so locked up in their emotions, but for me, it was different. I would work my ass out.I added more soap flakes to the clothes, twisting a control key of the washing machine. I had just finished cleaning the rooms, cooking and doing the dishes.“Get a job, it'll distract you from all these shit. “ Ma headed to the sink, turning on the tap to rinse the ketchup on her hands.“I'm not taking any job, mom.” Maybe after a week or two - for a reason I'm yet to ascertain, myself.“You need to take him off your head. He isn't worth a space.” We both knew he had. Still figuring out if he didn't have the largest space. She damped her hands on her apron, drying up the wetness, yet again picking another item.“You saying it reminds me even more.” Now I couldn't stop thinking of him. The thought intensified. The way he used to kiss me, the way he made love to me, infact the…”I'll never leave you.” promises he made.
CadeThis was nothing but bullsh*t. She had nothing to say during the family meeting, but when it came to the press, she suddenly had a lot to get off her chest. The hell?! I angrily smacked the office table in my short burst of anger, startling the manager. But that was all; it was a short, very brief outburst. Clearing my throat and adjusting my tie, I rose up, walking towards the door. My hand grabbed the handle in a tight grip.“How long has this interview been up?” I angrily asked.“Si... since this morning, sir!” He stuttered in reply.I gave a deep exhale. Then I pulled the door open and left the office. With my head held high and my fragrance announcing my presence, I walked past the cubicles, fixated on getting out of the building. I heard the workers murmur and whisper as they watched me walk, unable to look directly at me. Well, of course, I was supposed to be their boss! I had to find mom, and I knew exactly where she would be.“Where to, sir?” The chauffeur asked after ge
Scarlett's POVThe sound of the alarm was what woke me up the next morning. Although it's not like I had gotten much sleep, I had cried myself to sleep long after Aaron left, after he had humiliated me and my mother. I suppress the urge to find him and murder him with my bare hands.This, along with the threats from the landlord about Ma's long-overdue rent, were the thoughts running through my head this morning.I made my way to the kitchen. The scent of waffles filled the air. Ma was already up.Her back was turned to me. “Morning Mom”“Top of the morning, my darling,” she said, turning to look at me. Her look was one of worry. “What's the problem, mom? Why do you have that look?” I queried“You look like you didn't get much sleep, did you?”Well….She sighs and changes the topic. “Tell me what your plans are for today. You know you can't continue to sit around moping about that bastard; he doesn't deserve a single tear from you.”“I know, mom, I have decided to start job hunting, a
Scarlett's POV I kicked the door to the apartment open. I was exhausted, to say the least. “Scar baby, is that you?” I heard my mom call from inside.I arranged my facial expression so as not to make her worried. "Yes, mom, I'm back,” I answered just as she came into the living room. I slumped on the nearest couch.“You look so tired; how did your job hunting go?”“Not so bad,” I lied. “I submitted my resume to a couple of places, and I hope to get a positive response soon." I carefully omitted the part about the embarrassment."Oh, that's good to know; trust me, you'll eventually find something." She encouraged“You must be starving; I made some rice and chilli sauce earlier this evening. Go freshen up and come have dinner.”“Thanks Mom”I felt like I was missing something.“Wait a minute, mom, where is dad?”“Your dad...” She stuttered“What the hell, Ma? You mean he is still not back?" I was livid.“No, but he'll be back soon.”“When mom??? When?? Is it until the landlord throws u