Chapter 4.

What is Mr Cullen doing here?

What could he possibly want from me?.....He'd told me 2 years back to not even breathe his way and that's what I'm doing, staying far from him.

Well I also said no for my own peace of my mind.

" Miss Grey, may I come in?" He says.

He literally invites himself before I even utter a word, basically pushing me aside.

Rude much......Well I shouldn't be surprised, that's more up his alley.

I don't dare close the door, for safety purposes.

I watch him look around my place and his eyes lingering on the coffee table, which looks so unhealthy right now with all the goodies. But who cares, it's my food and my place.

" I've been informed that you said no to coming for the interview tomorrow morning." He says, turning around to face me.

" Yes I did."

I feel his eyes look me over, making me shift uncomfortably on my heel. I cross my arms, feeling like shielding myself from his eyes.

" Why?"

" Why what?"

" Why did you say no?"

Did he seriously come all this way to ask me this?

" I have my reasons." I say, not meeting his eyes.

" Which are?" My head snaps up to him.

" Which are for my own concern sir." I say, now frowning.

" Miss Grey, you do realize the position you are in right?....You're currently unemployed, looking for a job yet when an interview is presented before you, personally from the top office, you simply say no. Does that even make sense to you?" He arches his brow.

The picture he's just painted makes sense, because I look like a crazy idiot for turning down an interview twice, when I'm desperately looking for a job. But I'm saving myself here, this is for protection purposes.

I'll find another job somewhere even if it takes me quite some time, but I will.

" Mr Cullen, I understand the position that I'm currently in right now. You've painted it so nice and dandy, but nothing about this position has changed my mind and decision. So please accept this fact." I say in one go, taking a huge breath after.

I gulp when his eyes narrow and he starts walking towards me. No matter what, this man is still intimidating.

I take a step back each time, trying to create space between us. When my back touches the wall, I know that I am done for and so I quickly hold out my hand, to stop him from coming any closer to me.

He stops within reach of my hand.

" Don't come any near sir." I quickly say.

An unknown emotion passes through his eyes before he leans back in a more relaxed posture, placing his hands in his pockets.

" I see no other reasons for a decision like this in this case, but it's clear to say that it's personal reasons."

I blink up at him, feeling my heart beating so hard against my chest.

Yes they are personal, so personal that I could never forget.

" Take it anyway you please sir but my reasons are my reasons. I'll say it again for the last time, that my answer is no to you and your company and nothing could change my mind on this.

I believe that we are done here and this shall be our last meeting, now if you'll excuse me, I have a date as you can see." I gesture to my food and tv.

When I watch his eyes darkening a bit, I quickly side step him and go on to stand by the door.

I hold in my breath when he turns and lingers his eyes on me for a few seconds, before walking out. I quickly slam the door shut, locking it before slumping against it, letting out a needed breath.

My face heats up and my eyes grow wide. My hand covers my mouth and a smile takes over, that I actually said no to him.

I said no to Mr Cullen and closed the door on him this time and I've never felt greater.

******

I've never seen Lucia smile as big as she is right now. She made it here so fast after I had told her about Mr Cullen coming to my place. I've lost count of the many times I've had to repeat myself, because Lucia was enjoying it too much.

I playfully rolled my eyes at her when she started doing some weird dance, because of how happy and proud she is of me. Those are her words and not mine.

She had admitted that she was worried about me at first, after the incident at that company, now she has a reason to relax. This time she helped me in job hunting before she left, since she has plans with Charlie tonight.

I was able to get two interview appointments for tomorrow and I had hope, that atleast one, would be successful. By the end of this week, I would have landed myself a job, thankfully.

The next day came by quickly and like the last time, for my last interview, I woke up early and was ready to go. I had been nervous when I ran into Mr Carlos before I left, I thought that he would ask me about the rent but thankfully he didn't. He simply greeted me and continued his way, the relief that I released was too big.

One of the interviews was at a marketing company and can I just say, it was like meeting Mr Sanders again. That man couldn't stop looking at my chest and making side comments, concerning my beauty and all that stuff. I pretty much bolted out of there, when he got out of his chair and started getting closer to me.

Didn't he know social distancing?

On my second interview, I had my fingers crossed. It was at one of those high profile restuarants and I had applied for a position as a hostess. The interview surely went good and because I had worked at a restuarant before, this added to me giving them insight of my own understanding, through experience of working there.

The interviewer was professional, he asked all the right questions and by the time I left, I was feeling positive.

So now, I was currently at that very same place, that I found my feet lead me to yesterday, after the bad day I had. A welcoming smile was sent my way, when the lady from yesterday, who had offered me cake and literally was an angel for even wasting her time, listening to me ramble about yesterday, noticed me come through the door.

Today I felt like having the same milkshake I had yesterday, because I felt positive and in a good mood.

" And you look far different then yesterday, good news?" Jane says, placing my order on the table.

I learnt that her name is Jane.

" Well I'm feeling much better thank you, the last interview I went to is giving me positive vibes, it's looking promising." I say with a cheesy smile.

" Oh that's good. I hope you get the job."

" Me too, because I really am in need of a job." I say, before taking a sip of the milkshake. " This is really good." I comment.

She chuckles, telling me to enjoy before walking away to attend to other guests.

I drink my milkshake happily, basking in the positive mood I'm currently experiencing.

It's not long that my cellphone rings and disturbs my moment.

" Hello."

" Hello, Is this Miss Grey?"

" Yes, this is she?"

" My name is Michael and I'm calling on behalf of the Sattfire Restaurant mam, I believe that you had come by today for an interview, regarding the Hostess position."

I sit up straight when I hear the name of the restuarant.

" Yes I did."

Woah, they made a decision fast.

" We regret to inform you mam that you did not get the job. We thank you for meeting us today and we wish you all the best in the future."

My heart drops at those words and I feel my throat thick with emotion.

" Oh um, thank you." I say, with my voice disappearing on me.

" Thank you for your time. Bye." The person hangs up and I'm left feeling down.

My appetite literally vanishes as I look on to my milkshake, I push it away from me and look down at the table, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

Not again with this.

Gosh, I was so sure that I would get this one, but I guess I was wrong.

" Dear, are you okay?" My chest tightens when I hear Jane ask me that question.

There is just something about those words, that cut you extra deep when asked at a time that you are not doing okay.

This is one of those times.

" I didn't get the job." I say, the thick emotion in my voice annoyingly evident.

" Oh I'm sorry...." She says, sitting opposite me.

" Yeah, me too." I look up at her and excuse myself, rushing off to the bathroom to get myself in check.

I spend some time, blinking back tears and mentally telling myself that it's going to be okay and that, I will not give up but will continue job hunting, until I find something.

Feeling slightly better and ready to be among people again, I get out of the bathroom and go back to my seat. I dig into my bag, ready to pay and then leave.

I hear something being placed on the table infront of me.

" Here dear." I glance from the piece of paper to Jane, who smiles down at me.

" It's a nanny job, someone just placed it on our display wall. Look dear, I know it's not much but - "

" I don't mind. I'll take anything right now." I say. " Thank you for thinking of me." I offer a kind smile.

" I have a feeling that this one is definetly yours."

I cross my fingers and she does it too.

Taking a huge breath, I dig out my phone from my bag before taking down the details from the paper.

I call the number and surprisingly a male answers. Something about his voice almost sounds familiar but I ignore that, keeping my focus on enquiring.

Relief and hope mixed ignite in me when the man, who sounds friendly over the phone, tells me that I'm the fifth person who's called and that he would be ready to meet me tomorrow afternoon, right around lunch time.

I didn't mind that at all, as long as I went to that interview and actually nail the job.

By the end of the call, I was floating on air at how things just turned around. I was literally disappointed and sad moments ago, but now I'm floating on air. It's crazy.

I thank God for this moment.

I glance at Jane, who stands behind the counter, busy talking to the waiters. When she turns my way and our eyes meet, I smile and hold up my thumbs.

She laughs, shaking her head.