“We're here ma'am.” The chauffeur said, pulling up in front of my house.
“Thank you Mr. Carter.” I said. I picked up my bags (gifts included)and files, then the Chauffeur got out of the car,and held the door for me to get off. And I did.
There was me, being treated like a queen.(Presumably I was,durhh.)
“Send my greetings to Mr. Dunner.” I said and he nodded.
I stood at the doorstep and watched him drive off. Wow, I couldn't believe I was in that Limousine. Imagine I'm that wealthy, that's the luxury I'll have
.“Boo!!” I heard from behind, which made my heart jump out of its abode.Oh no, it was Mo again, with her childish mode turned on, I thought and rolled my eyes.
“You scared the fuck out of me.” I said, holding on to my chest.
“Aww, don't be scared of cutie pie.” She teased.
“You shouldn't have approached me in that manner.”
“Really?”
“Just know, the moment I'm diagnosed with High blood pressure, I'm coming for you.” I teased.
“And I'll always be here. Forget all that, who was that?” she questioned.
“Who was what?” “Oh come on, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
Who is the guy?” She asked. I knew what she was talking about and pretended to be puzzled, to get her curious.
“I really do not get what you're trying to say. Which guy?” I asked and looked around, in search of ”the guy”.
“Really?” She said and tugged at my arm, feigning annoyance already.
“Ok,ok. I was just kidding.” “
Yeah, I know that. So who was it?”
“A car dropped me home.”
“I know that. If I'm not mistaken, that was a Limousine, right?” She asked,with her eyes wide open.
“Of course you're right. It was a Limousine “
“Oh my goodness, how come? You know what? Let's go in.” She said, jovially pulling me into the house, in an attempt to take my gifts from me.
My bum hit the couch really hard and I screamed. Mo had pushed me due to her excessive desire for the gossip her ears yearned for. She dropped my bags on the kitchen counter and rushed to me.
“Hey, are you okay?” She asked.
“Do you think I am?” I said, shoving her hand off my shoulder. “Get off me.”
“You really do not have to be mean. It wasn't intentional.” She said and folded her arms. There again she went, playing the victim when I was apparently the victim.
“Hey…” I called.She refused to answer and folded her arms more tightly, with her face turned away from me. Idiot, I cursed her within me.
“Hey…, I'm sorry. You just pushed me really hard and my bum was hurt.” I said but she wasn't buying it at all.
“Fine. Do you want to see it?” I asked but she responded not. Uh-huh, I got an idea.I brought my bum to her face, in an attempt to let her see where I was hurt.
“Get your ass off my face…” she said, holding on to her laugh. I knew how to get her.
“No, you have to see it.” I insisted, still putting my ass in her face. Then, I farted. Oh shit, that wasn't intentional.
“Oh my God, don't tell me this was part of your plan too.” She said, covering her nose.
“Oh my, that was a mistake.”
“I see.” she said
“So it's a tie.You hurt my ass and I fart in your face.
“ I said.“I suppose.”
“So are we good?”She stared at me as if considering what to say, and then smiled.
“We're inseparable.”
“Of course.” I agreed.
“Sit your ass down and tell me who the hell that guy was.” She said and we both chuckled.
As much as we fought, we made sure to make up. Cause I wasn't able to picture a life without her. Now I had to tell her my boss proposed to me,
I silently prayed she wouldn't tease me about it.I could probably skip that part…but I trust Mo, she would find out about it. If not now, later in the future.
The point was that she'll find out!
“I'm all ears.”
“It was my boss…”Immediately, she gasped, leaving her mouth wide open.
“Your boss; Mr.Dunner?” She asked even when she knew the answer.
“Do you know any other one?” I asked, giving her a face.
“Oh my God, this is unbelievable. One of the richest men in California dropped you off at your place. Hold on a minute, what in the world did you do to get his attention?”
“Will you let me tell my story or will you force words into my mouth?” I asked,with a warning face.
“Okay, okay, tell me…” she said.
I explained everything to her in detail, leaving no plate unturned while she listened attentively, with her mouth gaped open.Or did I do something wrong by telling her?
Wasn't it in a way to mock him by letting Mo know about it?In as much as his mode of proposal to me was weird, at least he was being honest with his feelings for me,and when I rejected, he managed everything maturely,like a man that he was.
“Tell me all these are lies…”she said.
“Choose what you believe in.” I said.
“Why are you sounding this way though?” She asked.
“I think I did the wrong thing.”
“In what way?”
“Please don't mock him…” I begged. He was too innocent to be mocked,to the extent that I regretted telling her.
“I never did. But you should have accepted. One of the richest men in California, California babe, asked you out and you said no. It's a shame on your side,no shades.”
“I know, but don't you think I'll be the bad one if I only go into a relationship with him because of his wealth?”She heaved deeply,
”You're right. I trust your decision, but if it was left to me, babe, I'm going right in. No time to waste time.”
“Yeah, I trust you on that.” I said, raising a brow.
“Didn't you see how cool the Limo was? I'm sure you felt on top of the world when you stepped into it right?”
“A little.”
“Old hag.”
“Why'd you call me that?”
“You never seem to enjoy good things. You're weird.”
“I accept that.”
“A second.” She said and rolled her eyes.She immediately stood up and went into the bedroom, leaving me wondering about her sudden decision to go in.
“Happy birthday to you!” Mo screamed happily,with a cake in her hand.
“Awwn,I thought you forgot my birthday.”
“Uhhh, I didn't.”
“You didn't?”
“ Don't make me lie twice.” She said and we both broke into laughter. She definitely forgot my birthday.She handed me the cake with candle sticks standing in it.
“Awwn, you made my favorite.”
“Trust me with that.” “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now, make a wish and blow out your candles.”I closed my eyes and silently made a wish.
A wish for Mo to find all the happiness she could have in the world. That was all. Her happiness would make me more than happy. I gently opened my eyes and blew out the candles.
“Hurray!” Mo celebrated.“
You're the best.” I said, looking affectionately into her eyes.
The night I waited for. It was cold. All were dressed in tuxedos, leaving the ladies in strapless dinner gowns.I silently cursed the decorator. You want to know why? The design was too luxurious and extravagant for my liking. See me talking like it was my party. Behave Leigh!, I cautioned myself.There were disco balls hanging and the DJ rocking different beats which I found inappropriate at the peak. Deep down, I knew it would have been Mason’s idea cause he was a party animal. From nowhere, I pitied the grumpy Logan Hunt,the big cheese of California. Perhaps he hated the decor as well.I only predicted that because of his cold character. Maybe he liked it.Then I sited Mo and Mason, vibing to the beats the DJ made. I deeply sighed at their foolishness. Then I saw them approaching me with a drink in their hands.“See who we have here Mo!” Mason said, still moving his body to the beats.“Yes. You're rocking this dress baby girl.” Mo said and shot me a grin.It was a red short straples
I bluntly nodded off the question. I think it was time already. I had to do this.“Where is Logan?” I asked.“He should be inside. Mason said, pointing to a building in the distance."Oh, shit." I muttered. I handed the drink with me to Mo and went away, heading towards the building. I remembered them.I forgot my materials: my camera, tripod and notepad. I quickly rushed back into the venue and got my equipment which sat quietly on a chair.“Good boy.” I commended it.I bravely walked with the equipment in my hands to the building where Mason pointed to.“You have to do this.” I muttered to myself .I had barely walked half the field when I realized it was a large one, like a standard football pitch. Then I wondered to myself, is this how far I will walk just to see Logan? Then I heard a voice scream my name in the distance, it was Mason's.“Leigh! Leigh!” He called out, with his hand wagging in the air.“Come back! Come back!!” He said and I noticed things weren't funny anymore.I b
I still stood there, gasping for breath after that asshole’s attempt to strangle me, my heart racing with a mix of fear and rage.Mouths in the room had started mummering as the hefty hands of the security guards restrained Logan,who was still fumming with rage. Why the anger? I thought.Mo rushed to my side, her eyes wide with concern.“Are you alright?” She asked, trembling slightly. I nodded, trying to keep my breathing to be on point.“I think I'm okay, just shaken up.” I replied, my voice hoarse.Francesca, was looking pale and shaken herself, fiddling with her phone… What was she doing?Within minutes, uniformed officers arrived at the scene, their presence adding to the the gravity of the situation. The police immediately questioning everyone involved, gathering statements.It was my turn now…to give my side of the story. I recounted my version of the scene, explaining I was there for an interview with the dick head,,Logan, directed by Mason.Then he flamed up, claiming I assa
“Officer, she’s lying,” Francesca said at the top of her voice as she reached out to the police officer questioning me. What the hell did she mean by “I was lying”?I was saying the facts, I said exactly what had happened. I looked at her, it was more of a glare actually, almost seeing through.I shifted my gaze to the police questioning me. Come to think of it, this wasn’t a matter to be handled by the police. So why the hell was this happening? Fine, I knew I was wrong to have broken the vase, but he caused it. He ignored me and that was the only way I got his attention.I tucked my hair behind my ear as I saw Logan on a phone call. It seemed pretty serious. Our eyes suddenly met as I removed it, shifting my focus back to the police officer. I swallowed deeply,“officer, don’t listen to this girl. The exact thing I had told you was what happened, don’t listen to her.”“Why the lies, Raleigh? You did. What do I stand to by bearing false witness against you? I’m all ears, tell me.”I
Raleigh’s POVA smile curled against my lips. Oh, my goodness. He’d better be joking. My heart beamed with joy as I heard those words: “I’ll pay” It couldn’t be true.I ran as swift as my leg could carry, to him. I hid the joy in me.“Are you sure about this?” I asked, looking straight into his eyes. I needed to be sure. I couldn’t just let him take my burdens just because we were friends. He bent towards me, his foreheads almost colliding,“Ask me again and I’ll change my mind.” He said in a low voice and we chuckled. Could I have asked for a better friend than this? A friend who would be there in your highs and lows. I took Mo’s hand in mine, squeezing it.“Officer, no need to make matters worse. Raleigh is not going anywhere with you. I’ll make the payment to my friend.” Mason said, a hand in his pocket, and eyes targeted at the cop.It seemed the cop wanted to be reluctant, but stopped. He knew who was making that offer. He knew it was no random guy.It was a man with the cash tha
Raleigh pov“The blue shirt or the pink.” I held my two options out side by side for my cousin to inspect them. After all, she was the one who worked for a huge fashion brand. As a secretary though, but whatever. A fashion brand was a fashion brand.“The blue shirt says you’re begging for this promotion and the pink says you wish you could get it.” Imogen looked up from her coffee to reply. “So neither?” “Neither. Wear that cute zebra print blouse and the wide legged black pants.”She made a chef’s kiss motion. “You’d look like a boss bitch that knows that promotion is hers.” I gave her a look. “I don’t want to come off as too cocksure.” She rolled her eyes at me, swinging her legs down from the barstool.“You’ve busted your ass for that promotion, it’s yours, you deserve it, and everybody knows that.” She raised one shoulder in a shrug. “There’s nothing cocksure about that.” I took a deep breath. “You’re right. I’m gonna go get dressed. "Oh my God."I can’t believe I’m about to becom
Raleigh pov“Congratulations!” Mo screamed, confetti rained in the air as I stepped into our apartment minutes past five pm on the day that should have been the best day of my life but turned out to be a complete shit show. All thanks to Mikel Summers. She must have registered the look on my face because her smile immediately died off. “Oh no, you didn’t get it. You know what, fuck that job, fuck Mr. Dunner, how could they not see how hard you’ve worked. You should totally sue them. That’d teach them to be unjust assholes.” She growled.I laughed at her fearsome expression. She really was my biggest champion. “Whoa, whoa, put your brakes on. Yes, I didn’t get the promotion, but it has nothing to do with justice.” “You had better not be about to defend whatever made them pass you by.” “I’m not.Can you just let me talk?” I asked in exasperation. “Well, we’re not letting my effort go to waste, that’s for sure.” She said, “Let’s gorge on chocolate cake while you tell me.” “Have I told yo
Raleigh pov It was my third official day working for Sprocks and I was elated. So far, everything had been perfect and if it continued like this, I was going to win this thing by a landmine. Mikel Summers who? Everyone was so nice, the environment was relaxed and productive.The himbo boss wasn't slacking off, he actually showed up to work on time and put on inappropriate outfits regardless. In fact, I seemed to be the odd one at the office. The outfits ranged from loosely formal to completely relaxed, I guessed everybody was taking a book off Mason’s page. It was sweltering and no amount of AC was chasing away the melting heat. In lieu of that, I had decided to fit in better and combat the heat by showing up to work in more casual clothes. Mo had told me it was a good idea and helped me pick out the peach floral playsuit which I paired with brown sandal heels.I looked beautiful and best of all, I now fit the laid back vibes of the office. I walked in with a box of Mo made chocolate