Ladies and gentlemen, we finally have it, Their first kiss!!!! Tell me what you think in the comments. Love dreamywriter
He looked at me strangely, eyebrows raised up in question, causing me to take a closer look at myself,I grab a mirror from my bag, seeing that my hair was properly disheveled, sticking out in different places, the end jutting out, I try and pat it down, my hand running through the curly fibers, trying to wrestle them into a knot.My eyes slide down to my crumpled dress, the hem of my shirt sticking out, I tuck them back in, smoothening down the front, adjusting my breasts that had lopsided from being squashed against something hard for so long.My eyes go back to the mirror in my hand, wiping lip gloss smudges at the corners of my mouth.My hand run across my lips again, savoring the tingling sensation.Taxi driver’s eyebrows meet his hairline, when a laugh drops from my mouth, My mouth drops open and a laugh startling and high pitched rang through the vehicle.I ignore the look on his face, laughing uncontrollably, clutching my chest as wheezes of laughter racked through m
She places a finger on her lips trying to look serious and failing miserably,‘Hmm, are you sure you’re coming from a work dinner or a personal dinner’, she stares at me, eyes wide, expectant.Her face morphs into confusion as she peers at my eyes, ‘You also look like you cried’, her hand goes up to swipe at my smudged mascara, her face quickly morphing into one of anger.‘It’s him isn’t it, Simon Valerie or whatever bullshit he calls himself’, her mouth spits fire, tone acidic as she calls his name,She takes hands of my arm rolling her sleeves up and placing her hands on her waist.She stares into my eyes, searching,‘What am I even waiting for, let’s go’, she grabs my hand, trying to pull me out the door.Despite my unstable state, I laughed, ‘go where’‘We have a body to bury’, she looks at me with surprise on her face, like I was the one making ridiculous statements.‘Why are we killing him exactly’, my lips turns up in a smile, folding my arms watching her incredulou
‘Not in this lifetime', I remembered Bella's words as I took the bus to work the next morning, refusing the advice adamantly even in my head, The imposing logo of Trove didn’t look as imposing to me as I walked through the glass doors inside, ‘It's magnificence wore out, probably because I was seeing it every time', this thought was on m mind as I walked into the elevator heading to Simon's floor. ‘Why then did this feeling not wear out', I look at myself in the reflective walls of the elevator through weary eyes. ‘Why did this feeling of impending doom, mixed together with that school girl excitement, splashes of tremor inducing anxiety and that lingering feeling of longing refuse to tire out', my face stares right at me, unmoved in it’s hard set, a total opposite from the raging furnace that was my mind, ‘Why did these feelings always put me in a chokehold whenever I was on my way to Simon's office' the elevator door slid open and my heels dug into the floor, trying to delay fac
‘Tina, stay, please, eat with me, don’t leave!’My eyes sweep in the direction of his voice, drawn to the magnetic pull of his voice,I find myself lost as my eyes lands on his.‘His eyes!’ my heart beats funny in my chest,They were whirlpools of sadness, longing etched unto the swirls of his magnetic gaze,I tried to utter an excuse, to spit out words rehearsed, words that always lay at the tip of my tongue, ready to be used in swift rejection, should Simon breach the terms of our contract.‘I…I’m not hungry’, I mentally face palm at the sorry excuse for rejection,My stomach rumbled, loudly, and I cringe at the resounding sound, my face heating from embarrassment,‘What the hell happened to ‘I’m not obligated to eat with you’ or, ‘an employer and his employee are not meant to eat together’’, I chide myself further, taking a few steps towards the door to flee Simon’s hypnotic gaze and my increasingly reddening face,My steps falter in their hurried movement when Simon stand
I find myself at the rooftop again, after dumping the bag of overturned pasta in the trash.The breeze from the rooftop did little to quell the building hollow in my heart, the hollow that always found it’s way to me after heated conversations with Simon.A hollow that left me with a deep-seated cold after blood boiling conversations with him.Afternoon sun beating down on my head, light breeze blowing across my face, I try to focus on the birds in flight in the sky and not the cold in my heart.A strand from my hair comes loose and I brush it back, feeling a greasy stain on my forehead,I glance at my hands and see it stained brown from sauce, folding it together to avoid staining my clothes I make a mental note to remember to wash off my forehead.My stomach growls again at the slight sight of food, it grumbles loudly, protesting my blatant disrespect for food.‘Right, right, I got it, never throwing food away again, even if that ass got it for me’, I smile looking down at my
‘Where were we’, Simon walks into his office the next morning, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeve, suit in hand, dark orbs on me,The clipped, hurried sound of his footsteps as he walked towards his desk had my head in a spin.The morning sun shining through the window and beautiful morning weather did nothing to quell the storm brewing in my heart,I try to push it down remembering the day before.‘Mom!!’, Ajax had rewarded me with an excited squeal and a hug when I picked him up early,‘Let’s eat out, let’s eat out’, with that same excited voice, he bugged me till I found a small restaurant secluded enough for our dinner,Spending extra hours with my son helped to reduce the hollow building in my heart to something inconsiderable,But now, Simon is bringing everything up again, unearthing conflicting feelings best left buried.A deep sigh exhales my lips,‘Good morning to you too’, I eye him annoyed,‘Sir’, I add honorifics after second thought,‘Didn’t want to start t
Taking deep breaths, our eyes still rest on each other and my hands fumble for the phone in my pocket, not eager to break this tiny slip in time.That loud ringing again and my eyes flutter close as I try to ground myself in reality, my chest rising and falling as I take in calming breaths,Sliding my eyes open, I peer at my phone screen seeing an alarm for Simon’s first schedule of the day.I close my eyes again, taking another long breath, making sure my voice won’t crack when I try to speak,‘You have a meeting with the CEO in ten minutes’, my voice sounds a little above a whisper, despite all my calming breaths,I turn my eyes back to him, seeing him close his eyes and take a deep breath, running his hands through his hair again,He stands abruptly, not saying a word to me, slicking his hair back with his hands, aiming for that semi-perfect look from earlier.Walking towards his desk he grabs his suit from it, sliding it on, adjusting his collar.I stand up to, trying my b
My eyes stared, unblinking at the white ceiling,I was left pondering, as I had always been the last 8 days.The grays of my eyes, fastening on the very grains of the white paint coating the ceiling of my bedroom,Even in the dull light my eyes had grown accustomed to every dip, every rise in the rough paint.It was surely due to the fact that my eyes kept wandering to said ceiling in the early hours of every morning, when I lay awake in bed, sleep eluding me from overthinking.My eyes find the areas where the paint strokes were brighter, the areas where they had faded from oldness,My eyes find the lone bulb in my room, its light turned low the night before, counting the seconds till I could nudge Ajax awake,Dawn found me awake, thin tendrils of faded light crawling across my bedroom floor, with every dance of the curtains at my window,Like I had been doing for the past 8 days, I watch as the tendrils become longer, brighter, spilling across my bedroom floor as morning arrived fast
Simon’s POVComing down from memory lane, I cringed so hard at the recollection of my words professing love, goose bumps erupting along my skin at the fact that my mother was right.My eyes skim along the contents of the email again, as I watched the same unfixed stare graces her face, the same fear fill her eyes,‘It was a mistake and I did it to get to you, so I could come back to you because I loved you’, her fingers shake and clatter against each other as she speaks.It looked so believable, if I had not being in this position before I would have believed her, if I was not currently staring at her evidence I would have fallen for the same trick.Instead I scoff, ‘You should stop with the fearful eyes you know, this isn’t my first rodeo’, a smirk lines her lips when she drops the act, her eyes back to one lined with fury,‘Good, now that we’re both being honest with each other, let me enlighten you on what actually happened seeing as your memory seems to fail you’. ‘You clung unt
Simon’s POV‘Actually you have a lot of things you’re hiding don’t you’, I smirk as I watch her countenance fall, the crazed look dissolving into fear,‘I did it for you, I did it for you’, her voice shakes, her fingers vibrating against each other.‘Yes, I heard you the first time’, a sneer is on my face and I was not bothered by the fact that she was breaking apart in front of me,‘I’ve listened to your deceit so many times without count’‘You know I should have listened to mother, when she told me that you killed someone, but instead I believed you, I believed your crocodile tears over my mother’My mind takes a little spin down memory lane, remembering the day my mother barged into my college apartment, crazed, and with one goal in mind.That day had started off amazing, with Sarah showing up at my apartment, after years of us being separated,My mother had shipped her off to the other side of the country, getting her adopted by a family over there.Imagine my happiness, the joy i
Another tired sigh rack through me and I run my hands through my hair, turning back to my office, walking in and heading to my desk,‘I hope Tina got home okay’, ‘Don’t walk away from me’, as I passed by Sarah on the way to my desk, she spits, glaring at me.Scoffing, I continue my journey, plopping down onto the chair, leaning back and looking at her in impatience.When she doesn’t speak, impatience gets the better of me, ‘What do you want Sarah’She jumps up immediately at my words, stomping over to my table, ‘You’re finally talking to me, right, you’re finally looking at me’, she bites out, staring at me through narrowed eyes,‘When I got in here, you didn’t even look at me, you couldn’t show how much you missed me, you didn’t even try’, she voice rises as she talks and still I look at her with that slight purse of lips,‘I missed you so much I couldn’t even breathe and yet you can’t even show me you love me’,‘Instead you only have eyes for her, you behaved like I didn’t exist
Simon’s POVThe next morning comes with the realization that I’ve developed another addiction, as I stare out the window of my hotel room at the restaurant across the street,It had been hard to keep my eyes away from it, since the time I discovered that Tina visited frequently,Despite knowing that she could not be there, seeing as it was early morning and she would be making her way to work by now, still I couldn’t take my eyes off, hope turning me stupid.With a shake of my head I remind myself that I would be seeing her at work and I should probably get moving before I get late. On my way out, my phone rings in my hand as I try to place it in my pocket,From the caller ID, I see it’s the detective and I pick it up at the second ring,‘What is it, any news on the background check’, impatience rings in my voice as I speak to him.‘Not that Mr. Valero, I know you told me to stop looking for her, but she just popped up on my radar’, I take in a deep breath, frustration filling me up,
Simon’s POV I slide into the passenger’s seat as Tina takes the wheel, bringing the car out of the parking lot.Sliding my phone out of my pocket, I unlock my phone sliding to a debit alert from the bank,‘Not that it was a ridiculous amount leaving my account, but the recipient was one that bothered me, or rather who the recipient reminded me of.The debit alert was of the monthly payments going to the private detective I hired to find Sarah,‘Staring at the message, I realized that for the first time in a while, I could admit without feeling guilty that I didn’t even want to find her’I could admit it, without my heart feeling like it was going to tear out of my chest, without that fevered feeling that took me whenever I thought about Sarah.I could finally admit that Sarah was nothing but an annoyance without it breaking me apart.I could see my stupidity, see the rightness in my mother’s words when I thought about the years of our unfortunate relationship.It was hard, admitting
Simon’s POVThe day before.‘I find myself smiling more often days’, my eyes were fixed on the screen of a computer, various sections of it, showing numerous footages of different places, in so many angles.‘I think this is my newest addiction’, despite the vast number of footages, my eyes were fixed only on a select few.The ones that had Tina in them.I was in the control room of Bells department store, watching Tina,The statement sounded creepy in my head but it was just hard to resist.The moment I entered, one look from me had sent the security personnel scurrying out.Not that they had a choice, after all I was paying the estimated amount of sales the store made in a day.When you payed close to a half a billion dollars just to spend a few hours in a department store, even the ground you walk on becomes gold.Remote in hand, I enlarge the section containing Tina so that it took up the whole screen.Watching her was me newest addiction,It sounded creepy, even to me, but it was
The next morning as I stare at my beloved white ceiling, I notice something as changed,Firstly, I couldn’t find that square shaped faded spot on my ceiling, or the sparse streaks of pure white among my ceiling, I look to the side to see the tendrils of dawn that I was once accustomed to, to see it as full blown streaks of sunlight spilling across my bedroom floor.It was a welcome change, the fact that I slept better, I didn’t wake up just few hours after sleeping only to stare, frustrated,It was a happy change I noticed, one that had me smiling as I got ready, never mind the side- eyed looks that Ajax was giving me.Apply makeup on, I notice the bags under my eyes were fading and I no longer needed to apply a thick layer of powder to hide it.It was wonderful, healing my heart, letting go of built up hatred that had lasted six years long.‘Mum, what has you smiling like that’, Ajax finally stops with suspicious looking, opting to confront me directly.‘Don’t tell me you got a husb
The first few days after the merger were hectic, Simon’s schedule was packed full which resulted in me working overtime most of the time,‘I’m sorry, I know how much you like going home on time’, Simon turns to tell me the moment we arrive back in Trove after a meeting 2 hours away from the company.Despite the fact that he was stressed out from the unending conversation with the young blond woman whose name I learned was Veronica Maxwell,She was the young CEO of the only company that could stand to par with SM and Simon wanted to meet her to make an investment into her new Tech company.The meeting had started with an intense stare down, where they both sized each other up,She finally broke the stare with a smile, brushing back the messy strands of her almost-white hair and stretching her hand out for Simon to shake.They both settled down to steak and wine and as I watched them only one question reigned in my head.‘What was it with rich people and smiling even when they’re raging
Lunch had ended, so the restaurant was sparsely filled, since lunch rush was over, Bella had taken a seat close to me, head drawn forward in a gossipy stance.I draw closer to her, not minding the bewildered look on her face, shushing her when she got loud.‘You must be bat shit crazy’, she whispers it this time, still looking at me,A laugh ripples from my insides, seeing her serious face.‘This is not a laughing matter, Tina’‘How could you agree to be friends? You’re the one losing’, she eyes me up and down as I laugh,‘This is not about losing or winning, Bella, it’s about trying to let go of heartache’She still eyes me as I continue,‘I’ve held unto hatred, bitterness for years and it has turned my heart into a black, ulcered mess’, my expression sours for a moment,‘So that’s it, you’re just going to forgive him, just like that’, she raises her hand up, expressive in discouraging me.‘No, he hurt me too much, I can’t forgive him just yet, I’m just giving him a chance to win my