"What do you mean you did not follow my orders?" Mr. Montenegro said and slapped his hand on the table. "I told you to go to the chairman and pass all these papers!”
It felt like I wanted to just disappear as Mr. Montenegro continuously reprimanded me. Even though he was not shouting at me like a lunatic, every word is dropped and his tone is very serious. It is only an indication that he is angry at my mess at work.
"I... I am sorry, sir. It's just that I was too preoccupied with the coffee I was pouring from the machine f-for you, a-and..." I stammered in explaining as I could feel my tears stinging at the sides of my eyes. "B-But I won't do it again. I promise."
I closed my eyes so that I would stop my tears from falling down my cheeks. Jill, you have to reconvene your senses. This is not the time for you to break down. You are in the office of your boss, so stop the fucking drama of yours!
"You have been absent for the whole week, Ms. Castro. And now you are having a mess during your job. Do you expect me to listen to your stupid explanation, hmmm?" Mr. Montenegro said, so I looked at him again. "This is the only time you are disorienting yourself. You are not like this. What is happening to you?"
I could not answer truthfully. My heart is broken, sir, that is why I am being like this. And no matter how I want to keep it together, it would be no use. I can't move on right now. That is why everything is confusing to me because I don't deserve this kind of pain.
"N-Nothing, sir," I just answered briefly and lowered my head. "I apologize for the inconvenience. I won't do it again."
I could feel my boss' darting stares, but I did not have the bravery to look back at him. I just played with my fingers, bit my lower lip, and silently sighed because of what I have gotten into.
"Fine," he said. "I will let this pass. But next time you do this kind of mistake, I will fire you, Ms. Castro. Do you understand that?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay, then. You are now dismissed."
"Would you want another cup of coffee, sir?"
"I want one from Starbucks. Please get me."
"Will do, sir."
It must be because of shame that I immediately turned my back on him and went out of his office. I breathed in and out after closing the door and started my exit way out of the company building where I am working.
Mr. Darwin Montenegro is the Vice Chairman of VC Holdings Inc. I have been his secretary for three years in a row now, and he has been trusting me for that span of time. I am confident with my skills, knowledge, and work ethic, and he must also have seen those characteristics in me that I became apted in the secretarial position luckily.
But I don't know if he is regretting it now because I am not in myself these past few weeks. He must be disappointed because every time I do my job as his secretary, I keep making mistakes and letting my tasks by a baffle. I am just... getting through something right now that time could never mend immediately.
"One cup of Americano, please," I said to the lady at the counter of the coffee shop.
"Coming right up, ma'am."
I stayed in line to wait for the coffee. My eyes surveyed the shop to entertain myself and think about the tasks I have to do tomorrow. Oh, right, I will have to type the statistical data on the computer tonight! I almost slapped my forehead because of that.
"What kind of cake do you want? I would give it to you right now."
"Can I have a vanilla cake and a cappuccino?"
"Sure, babe."
The voices were familiar so I turned to the entrance of the shop. It felt like my heart dropped to the ground when I saw Cielo and Grace together. They were holding hands while talking sweetly to each other. My heart constricted and my tears started to sting my eyes again.
Why do they have to show up right now?
"What's your name, ma'am?" the lady at the counter asked.
But I could not have the strength to speak up because I was too focused on my ex-boyfriend and my best friend who chose to betray me. They both lied and cheated on me. While they are flaunting their disgusting relationship with each other, I am here, crying like a pathetic pup.
When they went to the line, Cielo's gaze accidentally flew to where I was, so I looked at the lady at the counter. I stated the name of my company boss before I paid for the coffee. I tried my best to avert my way out of the shop, but before I could even pass by the two betrayers, Cielo had already blocked my way. I shut my eyes tightly and had the guts to look at his stupid face.
"Jill," he called me with a small smile. "How are you? Ummm... you were not... answering my texts."
I nearly scoffed because of what he said. I could not help myself but look at Grace who was just in the line. She immediately avoided her glance and pretended like she did not see me. What a piece of shit
"I don't have a reason to reply to you, anyway," I reasoned out and looked at him again with a threatening glare. "Can't you just bug me anymore? You are now having the freedom to have a public relationship with my own best friend. It is not like you have to keep it a secret anymore like you two were doing when we are still in a relationship, right?"
I meant to put sarcasm in every word so they would recognize how I am pissed off seeing them."Jill," Cielo called my name and held my wrist. "I am sorry, okay? Can't you just forgive us? Grace and I love each other."I removed his hand away from me, disgusted by his touch. "Don't touch me! You don't have the right anymore!" I said in a whisper, remembering that we are still in a restaurant to cause a scandal."Jill!" Grace exclaimed, reacting to what I did to Cielo. "You are hurting him!""What the"I did not expect for her to push me on the shoulder, and because I was off guard by what she was about to do, the coffee I was holding spilled over my working dress. I exclaimed in pain because of its excruciating hot liquid. I felt my knuckles burning, so I cried out and muttered a series of curses.“Why would you do that?!” I said to Grace and glared at her. “Do you want a death wish, huh?!”Caring about the public place and the customers inside the coffee shop was the last thing I woul
It is not my nature to cuss and shouts, but I am just very frustrated. I don’t want to cry, but the tears betray me. Look, I was absent the whole last week, and I won’t have a choice but to work this week. I won’t have a salary, right? But I am not in the mood to work, the reason why Mr. Montenegro is rumbling about my spacing out behavior and mistakes.“Do you have to shout like that in my company?”I turned around abruptly and expressed my fear when I saw my boss standing in front of the door where I went in just for me to get here on the rooftop. His pompadour hair was being swished softly by the cold wind, his business suit tracing every muscle of his body perfectly, and his dark virility scaring the shit out of me. It was his austere and strict eyes that are indicating that he is not happy.“M-Mr. Montenegro…” I called and gulped.“Where is my coffee?” he asked.“Huh?”“I said, where is my coffee?”I bit my lower lip and panicked and looked around. Thankfully, I brought the plast
I smiled and reached out my hand. “It is a deal, sir,” I said. “But I would like to know about the benefits I can have if I have to perform this pretentious scheme.”“Sure. We will talk tomorrow regarding this contract. For now, I want you to go home, fix yourself, and be more alert for your work tomorrow.”And of course, as an obedient secretary, I followed Mr. Montenegro and went home to the apartment where I am staying just near the building of company. I showered, placed my filthy and stained clothes on the washing machine behind the kitchen, and worked out the statistical data for tomorrow that I have to pass to Mr. Montenegro.Amidst my silent work, I remembered how Mr. Montenegro showed up when I was shouting and hyperventilating like a lunatic. I just really hope that he is not thinking that I am a psycho.But as his secretary of him for three years, he is not the type of boss that would judge an employee based on his or her emotional vulnerability. Unless it is about the busi
“But they know that I am your secretary. Everyone has seen us being professional with each other. How would they expect that we fell?”Oh, my goodness. How did I grasp the audacity to ask him that?!“Well, it is not like I am not good-looking. I will just have to tell them that you fancy me,” he casually suggested.And I won’t accept that suggestion, though, so I placed the folder on my lap.“That is a little bit absurd, vice chairman,” I said and shook my head. “Let me suggest an acceptable yet interesting story…”“Let me hear it, then.”I squinted my eyes when I saw a challenge in his eyes. There was even a tease in his mouth as if the sides of his lips are slowly rising. He is like this when he is testing my capability and knowledge.“Hmmm,” I hummed. “Let’s just say that you found me extraordinary. More than a secretary and an employee. As time passes by, you found yourself enjoying my company, because I am your only friend in your life.”“My friend?”“Yes, because you don’t have
Just like what the vice chairman requested, I canceled all of his appointments and cleared his disorganized things from his table in his office when he was talking to the executive director of the committee outside. When I was done, I approached my bag on one of the tables and swiftly retouched myself so we can go. I looked at my foundation’s mirror and saw that my eyebags were getting bigger, so I sighed.I wonder when I will stop crying over a jerk who does not even give a shit on me. Like, Jill, chill, okay? You have a job to do and your salary will be triple if you just get into your senses!I breathed in deeply, getting it together, so I can be prepared in going out.“Ms. Castro?”I abruptly turned my back to see the vice chairman, Mr. Darwin Montenegro, opening the door of his office. His hands were stashed on his grey slacks, looking handsome with his newly cut pompadour hair, and his business suit looking neat and tracing the muscles in the right places beneath it.“I hope you
“Do you have a boyfriend at the current time?” he asked me when we arrived in the parking lot. He has already let go of my hand, so I was back in following him behind. Just the topic of having a boyfriend made me remember what happened yesterday. I shook my head, so I cannot be fazed by its memory. Instead, I chose to give the vice chairman a practical answer.“I just newly broke up with a man for the past few weeks, sir,” I said, staying in the context. “And we did not get back together, so there will be no obstacles while we are participating in this pretentious act.”I saw him a nod and subtly looked over his shoulder, his pursed lips a little bit twisted. “Is that the reason why you were spacing out for the past few days?” he asked, even though the volume of his tone is uninterested.“Honestly, yes, sir,” I said. “So I am sorry-““You kept apologizing, especially since yesterday. I am so sick of it.”“I’m so-“I stopped myself from speaking up, zipped my lips tightly, and gulped
While thinking about the unspoken rumbles mentally, my irritation suddenly subsided when I picked a white bodycon dress. It is a long sleeve but I know it would look good on me. It is also a turtle-neck type one, too. It was color white; the texture was soft; and it is suited to a woman who has a curvy body.Well, one thing I liked about my appearance is the coca-cola shape of my body. Any kind of dress will be suited for me, which I am grateful for.“How about this one, sir? Wait.. sir?”I turned the other sides of the boutique, finding Mr. Montenegro around. Where is he? The sofa was empty and an opened magazine was on the glass table.I went out of the dressing room and decided to look for him. I was about to go to the front desk to ask the saleslady, but before I could even approach her, I bumped into someone busy holding a bag on sale.“Oh, I’m sorry –“ I almost exclaimed if I just did not look up.Grace’s eyes also widened as she looked at me. “What are you doing here?” the firs
The buildings in the city were a good sight under the light of the sun as I watched them all while riding in the backseat of Mr. Montenegro’s car. But despite my astonishment, while watching the environment of the city, I was slightly bothered by the series of gazes of Mr. Montenegro from the driver’s seat of the car he was giving me. When I was completely driven by the confusion he was giving me, I finally looked at him.“Who were they?” he asked as if that was the question he was thinking about since we left the boutique store.I was confused. He does not give a damn about the people he meets. Weird. But even though I did not expect him to ask, I still answered him with as half-life as I could. Knowing Mr. Montenegro is that he is never interested in my life, so let's just try.“Just like what I said, they are my, you know, friends,” I said tentatively and tried to smile truthfully.He made a long stare before he looked at the road with a brief sigh. “Let me guess. The lad was your
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"Lagi ka talagang aabusuhin dahil sobrang bait mo," sabi ni mama sa akin habang kumakain kami ng hapunan. "Hindi pwedeng ikaw nalang lahat, Jill. Magtira ka naman para sa sarili mo." Nadiin ko ang pagtusok ng kutsara sa karne ng isda dahil sa irita ko. Nakatalikod si mama sa akin dahil nasa upuan ako, habang siya at ang dalawang kapatid ko naman ay nasa lamesa. "Oo, mama. Oo," sagot ko nang matigil siya. Mukhang nahalata niyang ayaw kong pinapangaralan ako ngayon dahil sa pagod kaya natahimik din siya. Hindi sa padabog ako kumain ulit, pero nagpatuloy ako nang nakasimangot. Ramdam ko pa ang tingin ng kapatid kong babae sa akin, pero hindi ko na siya tiningnan pa. Umalis ako sa boarding house dahil gusto kong matahimik ang buhay ko. Tapos paparangalan pa ako rito? Ano, dahil lang sa tumigil ako sa pagtatrabaho at wala na akong naibibigay na pera, gaganituhin na nila ako? Huminga ako nang malalim matapos kong isubo ang panghuling kanin at tumayo rin para ilagay ang nagamit na kubye
I grew up as an obedient girl until I became a teenager who is known to be cool and silent to many. I have struggles when I communicate with other people since I am not immune to any forms of socializing. Maybe because I never really understood the concepts of camaraderies and friendships. For me, I am content to be alone, even if there is a saying that no man is an island. "Are you okay?" one boy asked when he saw me watching the kids at my school playing in the playground. He was wearing our school uniform that looked cute in him. "You look lonely. Don't you want to play with the kids?"I furrowed my eyebrows and scanned his body up and down while sitting on the bench. "Do I know you?" I asked boredly, having no idea why he was approaching me. "How come that you don't know me? I'm your classmate," he said and chuckled. "You know what, maybe our classmates are saying the truth. You are very distant and mean.""I don't know why you have to nose your business with me.""I just want t
"Shit! Fucking shit! How do I fucking do this shit?""Anong ginagawa mo?" rinig kong tanong ni Irise sa aking likod."Wait lang, Irise. Baka hindi ko mapantaya-- FUCK!"Kung may mas mailalakas pa sa pagmumura ko, iyon na ang malakas na halakhak ni Irise. Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin mula sa salamin, pero hindi siya natigil sa paghahampas sa akin habang natatawa. "Tigilan mo nga ako, Irise!" naiinis na sambit ko at nagpatuloy sa ginagawa, ngayon ay sinusubukan ulit makapokus. Humalukipkip naman siya. "Bakit ka ba kasi nag-e-eyeliner? Sampung minuto ka nang nasa labas ng kwarto natin. Akala ko kung ano nang ginagawa mo, pero nakaharap ka lang pala sa salamin!"Kung maputi lang ako, baka sa pag-init ng aking mga pisngi ay namula na ako sa pagkapahiya. Gusto kong maapektuhan sa tanong ni Irise, pero binalewala ko lang ang katotohanan sa magiging sagot ko. "Wala lang. Sayang kasi ang eyeliner na nabili ko sa SM noon, so... ano... nagta-try lang," rason ko.She snorted. "Hmmm... talaga lan
"Wow, congratulations, Jill! Highest ka sa reporting, ah?" komento ng isang kaklase ko nang magsabay kami sa paglalakad sa kalsada. "Ang galing mo rin kasing mag-English. Nakakadugo sa ilong, alam mo iyon?"Tinawanan ko lang siya. "Hindi ko talaga alam kung bakit sa English ko pa kung pwede naman sa delivery of speech, ate," aniko. "Pero thank you po!"Hoooo, nakakapagod kahit isang klase lang ngayong hapon. Marami kasing tanong ang instructor namin sa MSTE-1 tungkol sa topic ng reporting ko, at dahil ayokong mapahiya ay sinagutan ko lahat ng iyon kagaya ng pinag-aralan ko kagabi. I have always been competitive when it comes to academics without creating competitions against anyone. Gusto ko lang na mataas ang grades ko at malayo sa posibilidad na bumagsak ako. Nasa college na ako, kaya kailangan kong pagbutihan, lalo na at kasali ako sa scholarship program ng Cornelia Foundation College. Kumaway ako sa kaklase ko sa second year na pumunta sa waiting shed kung saan ang bus stop. Ako
I grew up as an obedient girl until I became a teenager who is known to be cool and silent to many. I have struggles when I communicate with other people since I am not immune to any forms of socializing. Maybe because I never really understood the concepts of camaraderies and friendships. For me, I am content to be alone, even if there is a saying that no man is an island. "Are you okay?" one boy asked when he saw me watching the kids at my school playing in the playground. He was wearing our school uniform that looked cute in him. "You look lonely. Don't you want to play with the kids?"I furrowed my eyebrows and scanned his body up and down while sitting on the bench. "Do I know you?" I asked boredly, having no idea why he was approaching me. "How come that you don't know me? I'm your classmate," he said and chuckled. "You know what, maybe our classmates are saying the truth. You are very distant and mean.""I don't know why you have to nose your business with me.""I just want t
Maybe it was the fact that I was bothered what happened last night that I was spacing out when I went to the office the next day of work. “Secretary Castro? Are you okay?” an employee asked me when she approached me. “The paperworks you are holding are being blown away from your table.”“Huh?” I said and turned my head to the direction of my cubicle. My eyes widened when I saw that my papers are being blown away from my table that is caused by the huge air conditioner’s fan. It made me curse and ran towards it. “Shit!”The employee also lurched forward to help me get them. She kept raining me with questions if I am okay, or why I have not noticed my paperwork. I just kept nodding because I just want everything to be organized, and yet I a messing it all up. “What about your coffee, ma’am?” the female employee asked me again innocently.“Fuck…” I murmured and dropped all of the paperwork on my table. “Why is my day doing this to me?”Without wasting time, I approached the coffee mach
"Wow, congratulations, Jill! Highest ka sa reporting, ah?" komento ng isang kaklase ko nang magsabay kami sa paglalakad sa kalsada. "Ang galing mo rin kasing mag-English. Nakakadugo sa ilong, alam mo iyon?"Tinawanan ko lang siya. "Hindi ko talaga alam kung bakit sa English ko pa kung pwede naman sa delivery of speech, ate," aniko. "Pero thank you po!"Hoooo, nakakapagod kahit isang klase lang ngayong hapon. Marami kasing tanong ang instructor namin sa MSTE-1 tungkol sa topic ng reporting ko, at dahil ayokong mapahiya ay sinagutan ko lahat ng iyon kagaya ng pinag-aralan ko kagabi. I have always been competitive when it comes to academics without creating competitions against anyone. Gusto ko lang na mataas ang grades ko at malayo sa posibilidad na bumagsak ako. Nasa college na ako, kaya kailangan kong pagbutihan, lalo na at kasali ako sa scholarship program ng Cornelia Foundation College. Kumaway ako sa kaklase ko sa second year na pumunta sa waiting shed kung saan ang bus stop. Ako
I don’t know if I am just being paranoid that I keep noticing the vice chairman slowly having a fondness in hanging out with me. He would just casually arrive in front of my apartment, because he would like to watch movies and cook meals in the kitchen. And even if I am working late at night in front of my laptop, I could see him falling asleep on my sofa while hugging my squared pillow.“Want some coffee?”I looked up and saw Darwin who is placing a hot mug that contained black coffee just beside my laptop. I hung my jaw and looked around in the lobby, discerning if some employees are watching us, and thankfully, they are busy.“Mr. Montenegro,” I called him with almost shutting my eyes in fluster when I turned to him. “You have to understand that you are not supposed to do this.”He frowned and sighed boredly. “Let me guess; because you are my secretary and it is not my job to serve you on the other hand,” he said and crossed his arms. “But this does not concern anyone, Jill. You ar