#SundaysAreForLoversA new trend that has been spreading around on social media, Facebook mostly.Being a person that never groups my days for a specific occasion, I always find this stupid because Sundays are for anything. Until today...I was so high on a drug forcing me to forget Mr Zwide that I allowed Gary to fu-... Apologies, wrong use of language... I allowed him to blow my brains out, the problem? The condom broke. And now Sundays are for me praying to a non-existent God that I do not fall pregnant. I pray no sperm is swimming towards my egg, or eggs... Imagine if it's more than one baby..."Did you drink the warm water with salt?" Rebecca brought me my morning pill during my state of panick, on the bathroom floor. "Does that even work?" I swallowed the pill, not even waiting to be assitstated by water. "I don't know! Why didn't you take your morning pill?" "I don't know! I didn't think such will happen."How could I have been this stupid? I was just an idiot believing I h
Something happenedIt happenedSo, what do I do?I'm not scared, I swear I am not.Me gripping tightly onto the sink right now is not me being nervous, it's me trying to calm my excitement down... I think.Delroy Zwide is my boss. And it's rule 1 to never have an affair with my boss. But the universe seems to be aligning him and I together. Maybe he is my last target before I retire and become a mom.Shi-"Are you avoiding me?" Gary asked, while closing the door behind him."Clearly not good enough." I picked up the mugs but someone stood in my way."Did you find anything?""Like what? A head of a child poking out to see if it's ready to be delivered?"He shook his head furiously, "No, that's not what I meant. I-""You what? Look Gary, I need to go to work and focus on my life." I tried to take a step again but got blocked, "What is it Gary?""I know I messed up. It's my fault that the condom broke, and messed things up. But we need to be adults about it. You can't be ignoring me like
Never fall for the targetNever fall for the targetNever fall for the targetNever fall for the targetNever fall for the-Candice-target Never fall for the targetCandiceNever fall for the target"Candice!" I snapped out of my zone when Delroy placed his hand on mine, "I think you need to go home, you've been working all day long.""Isn't that what I'm paid to do?""Not if you're working like a robot. It's six pm, you haven't eaten because the food I brought you are still in the plastic bag untouched." He pointed at the plastic bag laying on my desk that I did not know was there in the first place.I have this ability of just focusing on one thing, and shutting out everything around me no matter how insane I might look.The method has definitely helped out in killing whatever "feelings" I might have started to develop for people that were supposed to be targets. And now, it has helped me to kill and bury whatever that was starting to brew when interacting with Delroy. In other wo
Calm your horses down Candice, it's just an example. Just an-Am I really drawing a map with my leg right now? Get ahold of yourself Candice! My inner voice shouted."What would you have said?"Silence...I probably shouldn't have asked.He probably thinks I am like one of his previous personal assistantsWhat was I thinking?I needed to thread smoothly because it's Delroy Zwide! My boss!What am I to do no-"I would have said I like you because of your heart, it keeps on tricking mine to follow yours. I would said that I like you because of how you look when you try so hard not to blush yet your face betrays you as it turns red. And I don't think I have ever loved red until now. I would have said I like you because you're easy to work with, and your love for this job is nothing below incredible. That's what I would have said."For the thousand time since Delroy stumbled into my life, I was speechless. Yes, my face was fuming hot, undeniably red, and I was trying so hard not to blush
The clock on my bedroom wall read 02:15, and I was still up and painting. My curtains were still pushed open, granting me a great source of light from the moon. The silence of the streets helped me not to start pulling my hair. From the outside, it was peaceful. But the inside was in havoc. My brain was a train wreckage, that just kept on burning and burning. I wanted to let everything out but one canvas was not enough. So I was on my third one, this time I was using dark paints.The first one, is all colourful. I could see the painting just dancing whenever I glance at it. It's happy. Very happy, just like how at most I've been feeling. I don't know but I'm just tasting happiness, true happiness, without it being forced and it's amazing. But, there is something holding me back.And I just had to put that in my next canvas. It's... It's a mixture of both. The happiness that comes with the doubt. That comes with wall strong and high as that of Jericho. So, I painted myself being pulled
Rebecca and I fell asleep only after what was supposed to be a summary about her date with a colleague. I knew by the way her mind continued to drift off as she bit her lip that they did more than talking and sipping wine... Something else was sipped from her. But as fun as that was, I don't think it was benefiting to sleep considering the fact that we went to bed at four am and at six I had to be half way done with preparations for work.However, the universe, like always, was on my side today, at six I was still snoring and resting. It took a bucket of cold water and a few slaps here and there to get me awake.So, yes I am late for work (by only ten minutes), and yes I am still very much exhausted. "I am so sorry that-" I stopped midsentence when I saw the unoccupied chair in our office, "Mr Zwide!" I shouted and there was no response. "Okay, calm down Candice." I placed my stuff on my table.Maybe I should check the schedule.I panicky looked at his calender, hoping that it does
"Ms Hunter." Delroy broke the silence that had dragged on for hours. I am not going to lie, the silence haunted me. It was beyond deafening, and felt like I was being stabbed by needles all over for I had to practice the art of self control. I had to not look at Delroy because possibilities of him asking why was I looking, and initiating a full conversation, unhooking him from my state of silent treatment, were a lot. But now he called me, in his boss tone which I cannot ignore for I still value my job. "Yes sir?" I continued typing on my laptop, not directly looking at him."Uhm..." he cleared his throat, forcing me to stop looking at him from the corner of my eye and now, directly look at him. "Do you want to have lunch? It is one pm afterall.""My lunch break has already passed sir." I looked back at laptop, hoping that my stomach did not grumble and rat me out. Between it grumbling or tying itself into knots because of Delroy, I would choose the latter. "I will grab something
"So, this is where you bought the food you gave me yesterday?" I handed the menu to the waiter."Yep, one of my favorite places on earth. The owner sometimes gives me cooking lessons." Delroy did a unique handshake with the waiter before handing him the menu."Enjoy your date." The waiter said berore walking away, and leaving a flustered Delroy."He... He knows it's not a date." He fixed his tie, still looking down."Right. Then when will you be taking me on one?" I leaned over the table, making the man opposite me even more flustered."Ah... Wh-what?""I am kidding." I chuckled, leaning back to my seat, "what is it you wanted to talk about?""Right! That, uhm I was thinking of having some sorts of field days with each department in the company, just to relax and bond. There are five, right?""Yep, five departments. So, are we going to do it once with everyone there or what? Because there are a lot of employees Mr Zwide.""Exactly why I needed to talk to you. I was actually thinking o
-His favorite movie is 'Me Before You' -He is the only child of his parents-His grandmother is one cheeky but funny lady-He has a cat but it's at home with his mother-Yes, he has never had sex in his life(it was quite an awkward way of knowing that) - And, he is a fan of Anime, not surprised honestly. The dude's home office is plastered with Anime posters he showed me from his phone, I would have preferred to see it in person, maybe while wearing his shirt. But instead, I'm in a restaurant with him, constipating myself with the food! *Sigh*There is no way I'm going home with him or getting him into my bed with the way I'm just stuffing the spaghetti into my mouth. "What is your favorite song?" Delroy asks, placing the glass of orange juice on his lips, his eyes unmoving from me. And maybe that is what attracts me to him besides his looks, the way he pays attention. No matter how insignificant the question might be, he would stop whatever he is doing to hear an answer from me
It's finally here. The day I have been dreaming of for numerous reasons but with one sticking out, I can finally make my move.After abandoning my work clothes and taking a shower, I slipped in my red dress with a slit that went above my knees. My boobs were not sticking out too much but they were there, cheering me on. I settled on a red lipstick, and black heels."You got this." I told myself in the mirror as I did a second turn-around.With Rebecca gone, I had no one to compliment my beautiful self except me. And I do know how to dish up compliments."Okay, time to go," I said, once I saw the time on my phone- half past seven- and I'm supposed to meet Delroy at eight.*Ari Abdul - Babydoll*_Oh, father, forgive meFor all my sinsWhen I meet your eyesThe Devil, he winsBlinded by your lies_"Hello?" I pressed the phone on my ear so as to have some free hands to lock the door. "Hi Miss Hunter, I hope I'm not disturbing you." "You are not, I am actually leaving my apartment." "Ar
Today, I was feeling like being miss beauty. So, I settled on white tennis skirt with white leggins, knee-length brown blazer with a brown shirt inside and brown heel boots. My hair was in an updo with two separate strands let loose in the front. For an extra dose of confidence, I had a red lipstick on."Someone looks prettier today." The receptionist complimented once I walked into the building."Thank you, you look pretty too. I see you checked out the lipstick brand I recommended.""Yep, and you were right, it looks good on me.""You are welcome darling, enjoy your day." I cat walked to the private elevator.Which look seems better?Walking into the office with just my bag hanging on my arm or,Walking into the office with my bag hanging on my arm but with two cups of coffee?I like the latter because it sounds aesthetical, and what better way to start the morning than romanticizing my life?My first stop was at the kitchen and the second was the office."Good morn-" my mouth hange
RegretA new friend of mine that occupied my chest as I buttoned up my shirt, facing away from Gary. It is my first time feeling regret in a case where I was not let down after a quickie.It feels as though my stomach is turning itself inside-out and I am about to throw up."Hey," Gary said, his hand reaching to touch my shoulder but I quickly stood from his table avoiding it, "did I do something wrong?"Without looking at him, I answered, "no. I... We should not have done that." I put my heels on, then let my hair down to hide the hickeys on my neck. "Are you saying this was a mistake? What is going on Candice?" His voice continued to break with each question asked."Yes-" I finally turned to face him- "it was a mistake. and what is going on is that a moment of weakness does not mean you and I have anything going on. Forget about today and remember what I said yesterday. Goodbye Gary." I grabbed my bag from the table, and walked out while blocking whatever he was saying.My head wa
I have them all under control. I am not going to allow what I birthed control me. I refuse! In case anyone is wondering, I am referring to my emotions.In my effort to get closer to Delroy, I might have started feeling some type of way. And I foolishly let that show. It is absolutely okay to show interest in a man you are pursuing, it makes them feel valued and appreciated which makes things easier, but do not be a fool and show your raw interest. The more you show it, the more you emotions spiral out of control and you end up blushing and giggling like a teenager. Ew and not cool."Are you alright?" Delroy asked as we walked to our office, silence looming over us.Silence seems to be a tradition between him and I now. "I'm fine." I continued facing straight ahead."If you say so but you were awfully quite in the car.""I was gathering my thoughts Mr Zwide." I opened the office door and headed straight to my desk.I need to gather my balance once again. But how do I approach without
"So, this is where you bought the food you gave me yesterday?" I handed the menu to the waiter."Yep, one of my favorite places on earth. The owner sometimes gives me cooking lessons." Delroy did a unique handshake with the waiter before handing him the menu."Enjoy your date." The waiter said berore walking away, and leaving a flustered Delroy."He... He knows it's not a date." He fixed his tie, still looking down."Right. Then when will you be taking me on one?" I leaned over the table, making the man opposite me even more flustered."Ah... Wh-what?""I am kidding." I chuckled, leaning back to my seat, "what is it you wanted to talk about?""Right! That, uhm I was thinking of having some sorts of field days with each department in the company, just to relax and bond. There are five, right?""Yep, five departments. So, are we going to do it once with everyone there or what? Because there are a lot of employees Mr Zwide.""Exactly why I needed to talk to you. I was actually thinking o
"Ms Hunter." Delroy broke the silence that had dragged on for hours. I am not going to lie, the silence haunted me. It was beyond deafening, and felt like I was being stabbed by needles all over for I had to practice the art of self control. I had to not look at Delroy because possibilities of him asking why was I looking, and initiating a full conversation, unhooking him from my state of silent treatment, were a lot. But now he called me, in his boss tone which I cannot ignore for I still value my job. "Yes sir?" I continued typing on my laptop, not directly looking at him."Uhm..." he cleared his throat, forcing me to stop looking at him from the corner of my eye and now, directly look at him. "Do you want to have lunch? It is one pm afterall.""My lunch break has already passed sir." I looked back at laptop, hoping that my stomach did not grumble and rat me out. Between it grumbling or tying itself into knots because of Delroy, I would choose the latter. "I will grab something
Rebecca and I fell asleep only after what was supposed to be a summary about her date with a colleague. I knew by the way her mind continued to drift off as she bit her lip that they did more than talking and sipping wine... Something else was sipped from her. But as fun as that was, I don't think it was benefiting to sleep considering the fact that we went to bed at four am and at six I had to be half way done with preparations for work.However, the universe, like always, was on my side today, at six I was still snoring and resting. It took a bucket of cold water and a few slaps here and there to get me awake.So, yes I am late for work (by only ten minutes), and yes I am still very much exhausted. "I am so sorry that-" I stopped midsentence when I saw the unoccupied chair in our office, "Mr Zwide!" I shouted and there was no response. "Okay, calm down Candice." I placed my stuff on my table.Maybe I should check the schedule.I panicky looked at his calender, hoping that it does
The clock on my bedroom wall read 02:15, and I was still up and painting. My curtains were still pushed open, granting me a great source of light from the moon. The silence of the streets helped me not to start pulling my hair. From the outside, it was peaceful. But the inside was in havoc. My brain was a train wreckage, that just kept on burning and burning. I wanted to let everything out but one canvas was not enough. So I was on my third one, this time I was using dark paints.The first one, is all colourful. I could see the painting just dancing whenever I glance at it. It's happy. Very happy, just like how at most I've been feeling. I don't know but I'm just tasting happiness, true happiness, without it being forced and it's amazing. But, there is something holding me back.And I just had to put that in my next canvas. It's... It's a mixture of both. The happiness that comes with the doubt. That comes with wall strong and high as that of Jericho. So, I painted myself being pulled