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After a few sips of water, I suggested we wait for the others so we went back to our table. We didn’t have to wait long before Hannah and Kyle joined us, holding their own water in hand. I don’t think I’m the only one who noticed the wrinkled state of Sam’s shirt when he and Cami reappeared. Ian nodded at Mr Allen who has been close by all night. And we step out into the crisp night air. They settled into the back of the limo after we hugged and said good bye. Hannah listing two finger to her ear and mouthing the words call me. Ian takes my hand, “Come kitten, our ride is this way” “Did you have a good time?” He asked as we pulled out of the lot. “The best, thank you for everything, my friends will be talking about this for weeks to come” I swiped my tongue over my suddenly dried lips, he had such attractive hands, was that even an actual thing? I truth, I didn’t understand my recent obsession with the male forearms. And his is something to look at. His tanned skin, the veins l
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**I wake up the next morning with a dry mouth. My tongue felt like a towel that was just in the wash and mouth equally as bitter. I push up slowly, throw legs over the bed, my eyes in my palm. , Recounts the night after wards, drive the rest of the way in silence, stop car, held her hand to the house, says good night, she heads to the kitchen for some water turn around to see his back, towards his office phone at his ear. The glass I dumped on my nightstand is not full and a bottle of pills, painkillers seats beside it. With half closed lids I leaned to the side, popped two pills into my mouth and washed it down with half of the water. Then I return it back into the night stand. Ian. His name immediately comes to mind. Last night was so great, I still can’t believe he joined us for JBK concert. Am I allergic?His words brought a smile to my lips. Now I know he could have a good time like the rest of us. And who knows, maybe there would be more of that, if he
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I’ve just finished up my reading in the evening and was scrolling through random posts on social media when I see it. M corps-Bankruptcy what got my attention was the picture beside it, it was the man from the party, the company truly went under. I rose to a sitting position, it seems the news broke out this morning but I’d I’m just seeing it now. I read the article under it, Just as the man feared and Ian predicted. The company is sinking and fast. Below I see fifteen thousand comments, knowing better that to do so, I clicked on it and begun scrolling. Hundreds of complaints are written under the post on the comment section. A cry out for help and disbelief. One read: I dedicated twenty years of my life to this company. Another read: My life is over. Please you can’t do this. Lives are at stake here. I just got employment after weeks of vigorous interview, this has to be wrong. And more followed. It was worst than I thought. Scroll through more comments Jesus this is terrib
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*** “You’re in excellent spirits this morning.” Ian noted as his eyes rolled over me, “Who knew an act of service would put that winning smile on your face?” I wanted to have a good week this week, it’s going to be packed but I intend on taking it one step at a time and keep a level head. I shook my head, knowing he was referring to our agreement last night, and while I feel better that those people will be getting their jobs back it wasn’t what had me smiling. I added more sugar to my sweet tea, “I was just reminded of a conversation I had with Hannah yesterday” He turns giving me his full attention. And I rolled my eyes, “After Friday she was a bit curious about our arrangement. So I told her we were friends” “Friends” he repeats, his eyebrows going up you’d think he didn’t know the meaning of the word. “Yeah, friends” I felt a flush rising up my neck “We’re… friends aren’t we?” “If you think all this time I’ve been trying to become your friend, I must be doing something wr
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** The feeling sticks with the me for most of the day I’m unable to shake it off, my eyes dropping to my phone numerous times but it never lights up with any texts. I head to the library to get some studying done, plugged in my earbuds and cranked up the music to quiet my thoughts and I could finally focus. Sam joins me after an hour as I’m flipping through my economics textbook a frown etched on my face. I managed a smile, I haven’t seen him since Friday night. Kyle also, it seems now that the concert is gone everyone is reminded of their academic responsibilities when in the past we spent every free time planning. But there’s not regret. He pops open his books beside me and got down to it. About two hours later I’m popping my knuckles, I I straightened my hands over my head to get get some relief on my spine. I see it’s already dark outside as I tug out the band in my hair to redo the bun at the top of my hair. I turn to see Sam looking at me, a soft smile on his face. And I le
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**“Sam almost kissed me last night” I blurted out. I’ve been ansty since it happened and I wished I could have said it was because of Sam’s odd behavior but it wasn’t, by the time I drove into the driveway, another car pulled up beside mine and Ian stepped out of the back at the same time I did, doing up his jacket. We headed in together, I took a quick shower and got into something comfortable and went down for dinner. He asked about school and how my day went, I responded and returned the questions as we ate. It was calm, uneventful, I stated that I was done and he didn’t prob for me to eat more, just motioned for Ms Pat to serve desert. It was nice. But smehow I swear it was like he was waiting for me to tell him something. It was probably just the guilty conscience talking. And that was the other thing, the more I smiled politely and made small talk, the more guilt bit my heels. I hadn’t even done anything to feel guilty about. When I couldn’t stand it anymore I
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**I’m very busy the next day I don’t have any spare time to dwell on my thoughts, I replied Sam’s texts, telling him we were cool but I haven’t seen any other them the entire day. It’s late afternoon when I get a text from Hannah. Hannah: I broke up with Kyle. I reread it. Shit, what happened. I forego replying and hit the call button instead. She answers in the second ring. “Hey” her voice sounded deep, had she been crying? Crap. Hannah never cries. “What happened? Are you okay?”“That damned tramp, and the cheating bastard” she cursed. “ Oh my goodness Hannah calm down, where are you?”“He cheated on me that bastard.” She repeated and I could tel she was upset from her tone. “You at home? I’m coming right now okay?”“Okay babe” she replied then hung up. Crap. I rushed to my car on my way I stopped by a mini mart to get a huge bowl of icecream and some chocolate, and two bottles of wine. We were going to need it. Hannah and Kyle always had arguments and co
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Ian Quinn: Come out. Say what now? He doesn’t mean… I looked at the time at the top of my phone, it was half past nine our last text thirty-seven minutes ago, that was enough time for him to... I shook my head, thinking I was getting ahead of myself. But then what did he mean to come out? I crossed over to the window at the side and pushed the floral curtains to the side. Three floors down, parked at the front beside Bumper is a black Mercedes with the headlights on. I can’t see shit through the darkly tinted glasses but I knew it was him. What the heck is he doing here? Glaring down at the vehicle I clicked on my phone. Me: I told you I’ll be staying here tonight. He completely ignored my wishes and came to get me himself like I was a wayward child out past curfew. You've got to be kidding me. I was mentally seething. My phone lights up. Ian Quinn: Would you like me to come get you? Gah! Damn it. I gritted my teeth I’m surprised they don’t turn to first in my mou
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