CLAIRE. I feel my heart softening towards Ryan. I took a sharp breath. "Ryan, you are messing my head up" "I want you back, Claire. I want you for real this time..."I want him in my life too, but... "The contract" I mentioned. "Fuck the contract, it's gonna get terminated" He pushed back his full hair. "I just want you in my life. I wasn't able to sleep well, or eat well. I couldn't even think straight, I felt like I've lost you forever" He whispered. It was obvious he is not the normal Ryan I know, some things are not right about him. I observed him again, and I noticed he lost weight, his dark eyes told me he wasn't getting enough rest and the sincerity in his eyes is so clear and bright, I don't think that can be faked. I gazed at him speechlessly, suppressing the urge to fall into his arms. "What can I do to make you accept me?" He asked slowly. I sighed. "I can go on my kneels right now, right here if you want" He said, rushing his words and sounding eager. I couldn't h
CLAIRE. The old couple I served forty minutes ago smiled at me before leaving the restaurant and I smiled back. I waved cheerfully at them and glanced around the restaurant to check if the nice guy I'd served like an hour ago was still here,and sure he was still here but he didn't really take much of his food, as most of his attention was on his phone. He has been coming here frequently and as luck would have it, I've been the one at his service most of the time. We've never had a real long conversation, I only smile at him(a smile be doesn't return) after exchanging brief pleasantries then I have the formal conversation I'm supposed to have with him afterwards. He's obviously rich. I could see that from his attire,not always a business like attire, but come on,you know how much those shoes cost? Or his wrist watch? Or his phone? He looks simple and yet managed to show off some sophistication. He easily passed as the most handsome male here. He looked up and our eyes met. Shit! He
RYAN. The waitress left my table and I looked up and watched her walk to another table where her attention was needed. She got me torqued off than I already was and it took everything in me not to yell at her. Deep down, I know she wasn't intentionally trying to piss me off,she just doesn't know the right time to be friendly towards people sometimes. My sister sent a text again. I quickly checked it, ignoring the growls in my stomach which signified hunger. 'What about Erika?' I blew my cheeks out sluggishly. Erika is the girl for all, not the girl for one. I typed a message back to my sister 'Erika? You want me to go for Erika? For real? Nah thank you' I could imagine the vicious girl that happened to be my sister, laughing loudly at the dining table in the presence of my parents. I finally brought my attention to the food on the table and started to eat slowly. I like to come here because they cook good food,it's got a nice, homey environment and no one knows me as the rich
CLAIRE.I didn't want to be here in a lousy club perceiving different sweats and perfumes,but I'm here now,aren't I?If I didn't tell Terry about Charles' invitation,I wouldn't be here. The moment he got to know about the invitation,he started convincing me to go. He listed different reasons why I shouldn't go home early and why I should just club tonight. Terry knew Charles well since we all attended the same highschool and when Charles had specially sent a text asking if I would come tonight and I could bring friends if I wanted, I was reminded of his bad ways in highschool,always partying and still haven't changed. When I entered the club with Terry behind me who had been reminding me that we're going straight to the VIP section in the club where Charles and his friends were having fun. I looked kinda different from the other girls here in my simple high waist tight jeans and crop top. My dark brown hair was up in a ponytail and I had a shiny lip gloss on to coat my lips. I look
RYAN. "With that smile,Dave would think you're a very nice girl" I blurted out. She had a nice genuine smile to be honest. She used to give me that smile in the past. She threw me a look I could interpret as 'I'ma hit this glass cup on your forehead'. I'm sure it's taking everything in her not to act on her thoughts. "I am nice,okay?" She laid emphasis on each word. "Hm. A nice girl indeed" I said not arguing with her. Maybe if I was to be honest here,I would admit I brought out this side of her. She has been kind to me in the past,but now, that has suddenly changed. I thought she'd come around sooner though and we'd start talking again,but she surprised me. She's still so sassy towards me. "What's up with you today anyways?" She suddenly asked. The question took me by surprise. I frowned at her threw a query at her as a reply to her question. "What do you mean?"I definitely knew what she was talking about,I just needed to be sure since the question had surprised me. She s
CLAIRE. I checked my phone as I took a bite of the pancake made by Terry in Charles' kitchen. I smiled after reading the message and began to type. 'Thanks for checking up on me Dave,I hope you're fine too'The memory of the free conversation we had yesterday came flooding to my brain and I smiled widely. "Dave?" I looked up and realized Charles and Terry has been watching me intently. I nodded at Charles."Yeah Dave. He got my number yesterday""Dave is a nice guy. He's really cool" Charles said. "He is" I agreed. "This is the first time I'm seeing you roll with cool guys" Terry threw a remark at Charles."Your a shithead" Charles said grinning along with Terry. "They look matured and act older than they look" Terry comments."That's 'cause they're older. I'm the youngest among them" Charles said. "Oh" I said softly. "But I really like that Ryan dude" Terry stated.I kept mute, waiting for his next sentence. "He's got nice vibes" He added. Charles took a sip of his coffee,
RYAN.Why on earth is she walking in the rain? I'd sighted her seconds ago as I already recognized the shape of her legs and the way she takes each walking steps. I saw an expression of relief cross her face when I stopped to help her, but when she saw my face cearly,her facial appearance changed instantly. "Come on,get in. It's raining heavily" I urged. "I can see that" she said slowly. I exhaled tiredly and ordered "Claire,Just get in"Her hard expression softened a bit for a few seconds before she rolled her eyes. "Can't you be nice to me for once this week?"Am I not being nice already?"Do you want me to pluck out my eyes for you before I get viewed as a nice person?" I asked mockingly. "Can you do that?" She mocked back, turning the table around. I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel. "Do you enjoy staying in the rain?" I asked,confused. She wiped off drops of rain on her forehead,and some other drops appeared seconds later. "What's stopping you from getting in th
CLAIRE. It seems Ryan really enjoys getting me pissed off because that's what he has been doing ever since he offered to help me. He doesn't care about hurting anyone's feelings,and it takes just seconds for him to rile me up.I want him to go back to being the expressionless customer that doesn't say more than five words to me. We were so cool until I unintentionally hit my head on his chest, right at that moment, everything changed. "I know you're not a gentleman" I said sharply with the furiousness I felt in me. He smirked "Hm. You just realized that now?"That made me silent for a while. I held the shirt in my hand, glaring daggers at him. I stretched the shirt towards him. "I'd better not change then" He looked taken aback like he'd expected me to do something more dramatic, but he soon recovered. "Your gonna ruin my car with those drops of water from your wet clothes" "Then I'd better get out from this car" I said turning myself to open the car door not caring about the co