SIX YEARS LATER____Brenda G____My heels clicked noisily against the terrazzo creating an irritating tune that echoed through the conference room. My hips, which had been accentuated by the long-sleeved, green body con dress, swayed to the tune of my clicking heels as I advanced to the front of the room to make my presentation. All ten pairs of eyes were glued on me, watching me like an owl hunting a mouse.My back-length hair danced gently in the morning breeze that gushed through the open massive glass windows. A professional smile was glued to my crimson-coated lips.“You got this, Miss Hammond,” I mumbled in hopes of calming the butterflies that were fluttering in my stomach. I took a deep breath, sighed then commenced my presentation.The presentation involved the interior design of a recently constructed hotel in California. The hotel was the biggest hotel in the city, owned by LAUREL Industries. I was to present the decor of the new hotel in terms of the colour of the walls,
Brenda G____“Who is the visitor?”“Your mother.” She replied.“Rose, thank you for informing me.” I got up from my chair and walked towards her.“It’s—my job. You don’t have to thank me. “ Her gaze was glued to the tiled floor.“Rose, what have I told you about gazing at the floor when someone is addressing you?”“You—you said that I should stop doing it.” She timidly replied.“Then why haven’t you?”She chuckled nervously, “I can’t do it. For as long as I recall, I have always had low self-esteem. I guess it’s because of what everyone thinks of me.”“And what is it that?”“They think that I am a fat loser. I mean, no one wants to hang out with me because of my body.” She sighed.“Rose, look...” I called. She shyly gazed at me while chewing on her lips. A habit that she was used to. “You are a beautiful, smart, and kind lady. Let whatever hurtful words they say not affect you. You are beautiful just the way you are.”“Thank you, Miss Hammond.” A smile tugged at her lips.“You’re wel
Brenda G_____"I-didn't mean that your body is ugly or anything. I just meant that--"Why can't I think of a lie?He crossed his thick arms against his sweaty well-built chest. His grass green eyes were sparking with amusement as he watched me try to explain myself for the past three minutes. He cocked his thick, sexy eyebrow as he listened to my distorted explanation.Okay, why is this guy so hot? I mean I can't even think clearly just by standing next to him. Even his sweat reeks of hotness."Miss Hammond, are you trying to say that my body is in fact, too hot?" He took the words right out of my mouth. But he didn't need to know that I thought he's hot."Maybe-I am not a body analyst who deals in analyzing men's bodies." I took off my punching gloves and shoved them on the ground.A small laugh exited his mouth. I watched in awe as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he laughed. His white set of teeth came into view and for a moment I felt ashamed to call myself a girl. His teet
Brenda G_____"You ran into Emilio at the gym?" Gena shrieked. She was too much to deal with, I couldn't hide anything from her."Shhh..." I shushed her. "You'll wake the neighbours," I added."Okay, I will shut up as soon as you tell me all about your little encounter with Emilio Laurel." She urged while adjusting herself on the comfortable sofa. She grabbed a piece of pizza from the open pizza box which was lying on my lap and took a bite.It was 8.00 pm in the night, Gena and I had come home after a long day at work. Since we were both exhausted, we decided to order take out which consisted of a box of pepperoni pizza. That night, we were in the sitting room, watching a telenovela while engaging in a conversation."Gee, the run-in was innocent. Nothing serious happened." I took a huge bite of the delicious slice of Pizza."Like I would believe that." She narrowed her eyes. " It's either you give me the deets, or I will be forced to get it out of you the hard way. I can be very per
Brenda G____After a crazy talk with Gena, I wished her a goodnight and sauntered to my room. I slid under the warm fluffy bed covers and stared into the darkness.The memories that I had held onto for the past six years, streamed in my brain. They were memories of Jake and me. One particular memory of the evening that Jake and I spent at the carousel, brought a smile to my lips. I recall the scared look on his visage as the carousel swirled us around. He had screamed like a frightened kid, making me giggle the entire time. I even took photos of the hilarious scared faces he was making. That had been the evening that he opened up about his phobia of carousels. Later that evening, we stopped by the ice cream stall. I recall the adorable pout on his lips when I licked his strawberry ice cream.My lips stretched into a smile as I reminisced about the happy moments.Jake was the reason for my smile. He was my world and now, he belongs to someone else. He got engaged to someone of his own
Brenda G____The day went by fast and soon it was nightfall. I was in my room, trying on a dress for the date as Gena watched and commented."Try this one." She handed me a single sleeve, scarlet body con dress. I grabbed it and rushed to the bathroom to try it on. After putting on the dress, I stepped out of the bathroom. "Now that's what I'm talking about! " She exclaimed excitedly while scanning my outfit. "Girl, you got an ass!" She yelled like an excited teenage boy."Shhh-the neighbors don't need to hear about it.""But they already did." She continued surveying me, "Damn! I feel bad for the guy, I mean he is gonna be extra hard just by looking at you in that dress!" She dramatically stated and I laughed in return. "Guess who's getting laid tonight, this girl is!" She added."Okay-Gee, enough yelling already." I smilingly stated then walked to the dressing mirror at the corner of my room. The dress had outlined all of my curves and edges. It reminded me of the red dress I had w
Brenda G___Have you ever screwed up so badly that you feel like tossing yourself in a magma-laden volcanic vent?That's exactly how I felt after mistaking Emilio for Jake and kissing him. What was worse was that I ran off, denying Emilio an explanation for my behavior. He deserved at least an explanation after I harassed his delicate lips with kisses.In my defense all of this was Jake's fault. He got into my head and made me imagine him saying all those sweet things to me. Only he was to blame for my predicament.Keep telling yourself that, Brenda. When we both know that you are the one who can't stop thinking about Jake. You think of him all the time. Aren't you ashamed that he's an engaged man? Also, can't you see that you're being selfish to Emilio?My judgemental conscience voiced.Brenda, the only way you're gonna be truly happy is by being honest with yourself. Stop pretending to have broken up with Jake and yet you still think about him. Stop leading Emilio on, only to leave
Brenda G___I still loved Jake. He never did anything wrong to me, in fact, I was the one who wronged him. I missed him so much that my heart couldn't let him go."You love him! I can see it in your eyes." Gena jammed my shoulder and I nodded."Yes.""Then why did you guys end things?" She interrogated me.I took a deep breath in an attempt to calm my tensed body. "It's complicated. You wouldn't comprehend.""Try me." She took my hand in hers and gave it a gentle squeeze. A look of concern and understanding was smeared on her visage.Just like that, I opened up to Gena about Jake. I told her everything about Jake including how I met him, fought with him constantly back in college school and then the beautiful love story we shared.She listened to me in silence, giving me all the time to express my emotions. Then, when I got to the contract bit of the story, tears commenced flowing down my cheeks. She embraced me, comfortingly as I opened up to her about the contract. I even told her