Andrea got the email that night, however, she didn't see it until the next morning. No thanks to the fact that she and Tracy had been partying most of the night away drinking and dancing. The activities from the night before had left her with a groggy headache and an increased sensitivity to light.
She had kept the drapes down and as she opened them, she wished she had not. Dropping them almost immediately like it had burnt her, led her to roam around the dimly lit room, the bulbs were not an option.
Finally, her eyes adjusted and she didn't have to stagger around. Breakfast was her first agenda even though her head was banging like she was hit by a train, her growling stomach was something she could not ignore.
She stepped into the kitchen, it was the second smallest room in her little apartment, about half the size of her bed. Aware of the size she tried to make it as spacious as possible. Everything was always in place, it was the one habit she couldn't break. She liked to keep it that way.
With no energy to cook anything she put some leftovers into the microwave while she waited for her meal to get hot, she got the coffee ready.
A cup was all she needed but she made more just in case she wanted some later on. She blew into the hot cup still standing on her feet. See quickly added milk and about three cubes of sugar.
When the coffee was ready her first thought was to gulp but she couldn't dare not with the steam that floated on top. She sipped and somehow managed to get some on her dress. "Ugh!" She yelled.
"Why was Mikey in my bed?!" Tracy yelled coming into the kitchen. She held the fat cat who looked very happy to be held. Tracy had slept in the guest room.
"What did you expect? He likes you." Andrea replied, taking another sip.
"Tsk, I don't like cats. Mikey is the only one I can stand." She carefully placed the cat on the table. Andrea had taken a seat by the table and placed the coffee cup on it. She quickly joined Andrea. "Where is mine?" She asked, smiling brightly.
Andrea glared at her and pointed to the coffee maker. "You know where to get it."
Tracy rolled her eyes but walked to the coffee cup. "I am starving. What's to eat?" She asked, eyeing the microwave that just stopped with a loud ting.
"I didn't think you would be awake by now. You are going to have to make yours." Andrea said but Tracy didn't answer rather she poured out her cup and sipped leaning her back against the counter.
"Ahh!" She called out smacking her lips. "It is amusing how you make good coffee, I just can't get over it." As she spoke she placed the cup on the counter and walked closer to the microwave pulling it open.
"What are you doing?" Andrea asked, getting to her feet.
"What does it look like? I am getting breakfast." She replied with a grin that Andrea wanted to wipe off.
Andrea sighed and sat back down. There was nothing she could do about it, Tracy had made up her mind. She waited, rolling her eyes. Tracy brought the steaming meal to the table, licking her lips as she stared at it.
"Don't drool on it, you big blob! Cutlery please," Andrea asked with a grin.
Tracy didn't even look pissed, she quickly picked two forks and placed them on the plate. She dug in first. "So," She started with her mouth full. "Any words from your new boss?"
"I haven't checked." She replied nonchalantly even though she couldn't wait to check her emails but she was starving.
"The hell? Aren't you a notch excited? I would have stayed up all night checking."
"We can do that after I finish eating, I am freaking starving and you just halved my ration," Andrea yelled, trying to eat as much as she could before Tracy finished it.
"Don't be so cranky, we can always order," Tracy said, biting the fork.
"How in heaven's name can you be so bright? I feel like a trailer hit me, I have a headache that makes my eyes sting." Andrea grumbled, clearing the last of the meal.
"We both know I handle alcohol better than you do." She stood up and washed the plate by the sink before returning.
"Whatever, I feel wrong. You shouldn't have let me drink so much last night." She placed her head on the table, moaning softly.
"There was no way I would have stopped you. You looked like you were having so much fun. Want some aspirin?" She asked softly, coming to touch Andrea's forehead. Andrea whacked her hand away. "Ow!"
"I am hungover, not feverish. The aspirin would do just fine, thank you."
Tracy scowled at her. "It's my fault I tried to help." She vigorously rubbed the area she had been hit being obviously overdramatic about the situation.
Andrea stood up to her feet, she put her hand through the space between Tracy's right hand and rested her arm on Tracy's hand. Tracy bent her elbow to support Andrea. "Let's go check that email."
"Oh, now you're ready to check it?" Tracy asked with a smirk.
"I am dying to check it, I just needed to eat something first," Andrea explained.
"Should I order?" Tracy asked.
"Nah not yet, I only ate because I had to. The headache has closed up my stomach. I've got no freaking appetite."
"Are you sure you are all right?" Tracy asked, Andrea could hear the concern in her voice.
"I am sure I will be fine. Aspirin is sure to do the trick." Andrea replied.
"If you insist, now let's go check the email." Tracy tugged and Andrea laughed.
"How do you even know if I have received it yet?"
"Well, how would we know if we don't check it." She grinned.
She sat on the bed and placed her laptop on her lap, Tracy quickly joined, her eyes bright. One could literally see the excitement oozing out of her skin. "How hard can it be to find?" Tracy squealed, her annoyance apparent.Andrea giggled, totally enjoying Tracy's discomfort even though she was just as curious and couldn't wait to see. As soon as she opened her email, Lucian Lyc popped up on the screen.She smiled a little, it wasn't the company email rather it was his or so she would like to think. "That's it!" Tracy suddenly yelled in her ears. "Click it already.""I am trying, you loud buffoon. Would stop shouting already!"Tracy scoffed, "I know you're just as excited as I am." She rolled her eyes as she spoke but she kept quiet.
Monday came faster than Andrea wanted. Although she had gotten more than ten hours of sleep, her body still protested when she heard the alarm. She was going to miss the days when she was jobless. As awful as it sounded it was still refreshing. She could wake up any time she wanted and did have to show up anywhere but all that was gone now and she had a boss to answer to. She sighed and got off the bed, now that Tracy wasn't here she was back to her old routine. She checked the ground to make sure she wasn't about to step on Mikey; she doubted the fat blob would be merciful. She finished in the bathroom as fast she could. It was her first day, she was going to be as early as possible. The first impression was important, she wasn't about to ruin it. She brushed her hair and applied a little bit of make-up, some lipstick, and mascara. She would not dare bother with eyeliner, the chances of her lining forehead was very high. She finished up with a
The boutique Andrea parked her car didn't seem too fancy but by the items on their mannequins, she was certain she would find what she was looking for. She walked up to the door, the sign said pull.The first thing she noticed was the boutique was a lot bigger than she had expected, the outside did nothing to prepare her for the sight she was beholding. "How may I help you?" She heard a voice jolting her from her admiration of the store.She turned to find a lady by the counter looking at her. The lady looked to be around her early twenties and had a look that was somewhere between a smile and scowl. A smile if one looked from her nose down and a scowl if one looked from her nose up."Um, a pair of pants please." She replied. Her eyes found themselves straying again as she looked at the clothes in the sections."Alright, Jenny!" She yelled. Andrea felt herself jerk in shock.A timid petite girl ran out of the sections, she looked to be around the s
She had moved out of the way to avoid blocking others who were coming into the building. The security guard didn't stop until he was two feet away from her. A little bit into her personal space, she subconsciously took a step back."Your tag please?" He said matter-of-factly."What?" She asked, not understanding what he had just asked for."Ma'am, I am going to assume there is nothing wrong with your hearing but you saying 'what' at everything I say is becoming quite annoying."Andrea's brows dipped and she squinted her eyes. She could feel her anger rising. Aside from the fact that she already went through a lot this morning, now she has to face a rude guard.She didn't remember seeing anyone with a tag and Lucian&mdas
Thursday came sooner than expected and Andrea noticed that she was slowly getting used to the pattern. As monotonous as it seemed it was less stressful than her former job and she couldn't help liking it.Dalton was beginning to be a major part of her day. He always came to get her during lunch and waved her goodbye as she left for the day. He was jolly and nice enough that she noticed she was beginning to enjoy his presence.She heard the elevator open. It was break time already, she had hardly observed that time was fast spent. His footsteps hit the floor with a soft tap as he made his way to her. She thought it sounded a bit different but it wasn't enough for it to pique her interest.Still typing away she called out, "Hello Dalton, I didn't think it was lunch already."
It has been over three months since she started working for Lucian and it has been her worst time ever. From cleaning after him to making sure he attended meetings, to getting rid of the numerous girls he never seemed to run out of. The only moments of peace she had ever gotten were the first days she started working when he wasn't around.She sighed as she honked, barking curses at the driver who had abruptly stopped for no reason and she had almost hit him. He didn't even apologize as he drove away, flipping her off. "Ugh!" She yelled.She should be in her office typing away as usual but no, here she was driving through the freaking highway because some maniac had refused to show up for a meeting they had single-handedly set up.Less than five minutes to the meeting and she had not been able to reach him. His inco
The bedroom, like all rooms in the house, was huge with an even bigger bed. Everything was in place, only the bed and a few littered clothes were the only things out of place.Andrea tried hard not to think about the reason why clothes laid on the floor and tried to focus on the reason why she was in Lucian's house when should be having a peaceful time at the office, away from his antics."No?" She yelled back, her anger slightly sipping out. "You don't exactly have a choice in the matter. You're the one who set up the meeting, you can't just not show up.""No, I don't want to. I am sure you can make an excuse as to my absence." He mumbled and rolled on his front, planting his head sideways against the bed as he tried to cover his eyes with his hand."Oh no, you don't. G
She slowly made her way back to the room, worried that Lucian would still be in the same state that she left him. They were already twenty minutes late, she wondered how they were going to make it to the meeting without finding all the investors gone.She had told the Manager to try to stall long enough for her to get him to the company but she wondered how long he would be able to stall. She got to the door and carefully turned the knob, her heart in her throat.The sight before her left her stunned that all she could do was close the door as quietly as she could. She didn't want to make too much noise. The bed had been empty and there was only one reason for that, Lucian had gotten out of bed.She heaved a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall. Her legs slowly began to lose their grip and she sank to her butt