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** I slap around the inside of my bag, my hand hits a familiar object and I grab it between my index and middle finger, tap the answer, and bring the phone to my ear. "Hello" “Mum wants you at the house” No hello, good morning, Typical. I rolled my eyes and crossed forward, my bag handing down one arm “Er… why?” “Don’t know, I’m just the messenger, probably to get the rest of your crap” Monica chuckled. The only things left in my room were furniture, some old knickknacks, personal items, and some books. I nodded hello at a fellow coursemate “It’s not hurting anyone just leave it be” I was thinking of going through them to see what could be donated but I just haven’t had the time. "After what you did, you better watch your back, I told Mum you were faking the whole time, I saw it coming but did she believe me?” My brows come together as my feet slow in strides, “What are you talking about?” My sister snorted loudly “Quit playing dumb, I’ve always suspected that stupid quie
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***"W-why was that woman h-here Ian?” His brows scrunched “We discussed business, and had lunch afterward-" “Why are you having lunch with her?” “She is a colleague, a friend-” "A friend?" I repeated, even I could head the accusation in my tone but I wanted facts, answers, and I wanted them right now.His eyes jumped from me to the room, the walls, the bed, and back to me “What did you think you’d find?” “I don’t know, you tell me" I didn't like how shaky my voice was getting, how choppy my breath sounded.“You think I fucked her? In here?” “I seem to remember you having no qualms about a little workplace quickie." I threw out a hand "And there’s a bed and a door-“ “If I wanted to have a quickie I would not choose a time and day you were dropping in” he stated flatly. A thought tickled in my mind because that made sense. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m an hour early” Maybe he wasn't expecting me until later and I left my school early because he said to drop by anytime, only I didnt kno
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**"My bag..." I mumbled when Ian helped me from the vehicle and slammed the door shut."I'll have someone get it."Ian had slipped on his waistcoat before we left his office this evening, his briefcase and jacket in hand, he led me down the halls in the direction of our rooms. He tossed his jacket and briefcase on his bed without pausing his stride, and before I knew it, we were in his bathroom, the lights came on and he was pulling at the hem of my shirt. "Up," I lift my arms and the shirt goes over my head and lands by my feet on the floor. My bra is next, he lowers to his hunches as he undoes the button on my jeans, I kick off my sneakers by the time he is dragging my pants down my thighs. Less than a minute later, I'm standing beside him in front of him in the nude, my loose hair, still messy from our tryst earlier in his office this afternoon hanging around my shoulder.It takes him even less time to undress and he's ushering me into the glass shower. He reaches beside me f
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“Come here, baby" I crawled forward and he pulled me to his arms, smoothing a hand down my back. "Just you and me Katy” I nodded, swallowing the knot in my throat. I believed him. He cupped my nape and pressed his lips to my temple. “It must have been difficult” I groaned and slid to my side, my front rubbed against his chest. Now that I was distracted by my nerves I could feel the warmth of his palm on the base of my spine. “It was, I look like my mum, and my stepmom Eunice didn’t much like that, a constant reminder of the first woman,” I said with widened eyes, braching my chin on the back of my hand. His finger tucked an escaped strand behind my ear, eyes roaming my face in the dim light. “She must have been very beautiful, your mom” “She was" I nodded dreamily "I don’t remember her very well but I have pictures, want to see?” He nodded, I got up and rolled out of bed, I bent to pick up his discarded shirt, shrugged it on, and hurried to my room. I pushed some clothes asi
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I hate this.I hated every moment of this. I so badly want to toss the bags at Monica and tell her to carry her bags herself if she wanted so many purchases. This is what you get for being a people pleaser Katy. I chastise internally. Sometimes I wished I could just open my mouth and say half the things I think about. defend myself for once. But I don’t, I try, but the words just... don’t come. A few times, I’ve even gone as far as rehearsing the words in front of the mirror, straightening my spine and shoulders to project confidence. No, I can’t help you today. Sorry, I’ve already made plans. And the most important from when I was six, No, I do not wish to give you my toy. Darn it.So I wish and wish and wish Some more-“Oof!” I screech, as I bounce off a hard surface, the bags flying from my arms and the contents spilling out and falling down on my butt, my right elbow protests as I landed slightly to the side. I suck in a deep breath, waiting for the pain to pass as I silently
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“This is your fault you know?” Eunice says from the front of the car. “If only you hadn’t wasted so much of my precious time doing something so little we would be at the clinic already,” she says for the third time, beating her palm on the steering wheel.Looking down at my hands, I bite my lips wondering how this is my fault when it was them two who spent hours at the mall shopping for dresses because Monica insisted she needed something new and then we went back to the house for them to get changed.While I waited, I had fallen face first unto my bed, my mind consumed by thoughts from the mall when I heard Eunice screamed my name. I hurried to her room to see a display of new garments spread on her bed her rage clear on her face. “What is this nonsense?” She snapped, pointing a finger behind her. I had to confess about my fall at the boutique and that we had to bag the purchases for a second time. Fuming, she sent me to mop the living room and vacuumed the rugs until there wasn’t a
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As I’m still crying it takes me a second to grasp his last statement. I look at my father.A marriage?“I’m not getting married dad” Monica says with a shocked laugh. “I’m going to be a supermodel like the Hadid sister or Kendal Jenner, I’m not going to ruin my future by marrying so old sleazebag with a pot belly, no way” she laughs once more flipping her chocolate strands over her shoulders.She didn't use to be this bad, when we were little girls, she loved dad when he took us to the park and got us ice cream or toys during his travels, but as time went on, we saw less and less of him as the company took off. I'm not sure if this new attitude toward Dad is a kind of coping mechanism, to detach herself from Dad before he passes so she doesn't miss him much when he's gone. Dad breaks into a fit of coughs, his hands jump to his chest and he leans to his side, I stand up to assist him, ”Careful Dad” I say softly, every nerve-racking cough from his chest twisting my insides and making
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“To-day?” I stammered, my eyes wide in disbelief. I’m shaking my head my lips parting and closing. Dumfounded, I try to tell them that I’ve changed my mind just this morning. I don’t agree anymore. “I guess the old man must be in a hurry huh?” Monica comments before slapping a hand over her lips to cover her giggling. "Monica..." her mother chaisted. "Sorry, sorry"I closed my eyes, trying to get my bearings, “Why so soon?” “I don’t make these decisions my dear, but it is not good for the company to remain without leadership, the stocks are wavering it is the main reason they want the new CEO on board effective immediately, I thought you were all aware?” Eunice’s features remained unmoving so I suspect she must know about it to an extent, I don’t know much pertaining to it, only that Dad had to step down, and neither of us can lead a company so never paid it any mind. “What’s with the rush? today?” clearly I’m still hung up on that, “I don’t even know who the man is” the urge to
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