Silence hovered between us for a couple of seconds. Nothing could be heard but the silent whisper of the night breeze and the crickets. "Doing what?" Garren asked, breaking the stillness at last. I raised the bracelet he gave. "This. Why are you doing this-""Didn't I tell you the reasons? It was a token of appreciation. I didn't know you could be this-""I'm not merely talking about this bracelet, sir." For the first time, I found the courage to cut him off, knowing how much he loathes that. "You're confusing me."I don't know if what I'm doing is right or if I'm digging my own grave. But I can no longer bottle these up. "Everything about you confuses me."His eyes widened a fraction. I know he's as anxious as I am."Do you seriously think that I didn't notice you'd changed after that day that you brought us to the amusement park? Well, I do. And until now, I still don't know the reason why."I looked at him straight in the eyes. "I didn't confront you because I didn't want to
CLEO’S POINT OF VIEW The convivial atmosphere greeted me as soon as I stepped inside the bar. From the lazy spin of the fans, to the sprawled light of eventide that will soon be starlit black, the place soaks in the ambiance of the exuberant night. I wasted no time and hurriedly went inside the room designated for us workers and changed my clothes. "Order on table number eight, Cleo." I nodded and grabbed the tray filled with liquors and chips from Erick, one of my co-workers. "Here are your orders, Ma'am and Sir. Enjoy your stay." I smiled at the customers. I've been a waitress at Obsidian, a Resto Bar, for almost five months now. This has become my work ever since I decided to leave Arranmore, our province. It was a tough decision. I didn't want to flee from the place where I bloomed and thrived. But I was left with no choice. I had to make sacrifices. "Cleo, table number one." I was pulled out of my reverie when Erick called my name. I heaved a deep sigh and contin
The sun seeping through the window of my room awakened me. I pulled myself up, and a curse fell out of my lips when my head throbbed painfully. When I thought that it was already bad, my stomach growled. That's when I realized that I hadn't eaten anything since last night. Without washing my face, I dashed towards the fridge. Fortunately, there are still canned goods left in my small pantry. While waiting for the rice to cook, I'm drinking the coffee that I made, its warmth helps to at least alleviate the pain. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window to open the curtains. There was a pearly glow in the sky. The warm breeze fondled on my face. I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it's nine in the morning. It's Sunday and I have no work. This is the perfect time to buy groceries. I looked for my purse, and my face contorted when I saw that I only have a few dollars left. These are just enough for my grocery expenses only, and I still have other expenditure. Where
"Cleo! This is Earth! Wake up!" I was pulled out of my reverie when Lauren snapped a finger right in front of my face. "Did you just call me here to watch you space out?" she scorned. I scrunched up my nose. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking of something." She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her frappe. "Whatever. Just spill the beans and stop dilly-dallying." We're currently at Heartstring Cafe, which is only a few minutes' walk from the apartment where I reside. "Someone offered me a job almost a week ago," I stated. "And?" "And I don't know if I should accept it or not." “Why are you hesitating? What are the pros and cons?" I breathed deeply before I told her about the conversation that I had with Xavier that had been bothering me for the past five days. I honestly want to accept it because of the huge income that can be a great help for my mother's medication and Archeus' studies. However, I can't just do it on a whim. I need to weigh my decisions. I have no
"I'm really sorry on behalf of Garren's behavior towards you," Aunt Esther said in an apologetic voice. So Garren is his name... I wasn't able to hear it clearly earlier because my mind was too preoccupied. When he asked me who I was, I was tongue-tied and couldn't answer his question. If it wasn't for Aunt Esther who arrived at that scene, I would still be stupefied. You can't blame me, though. It never crossed my mind that we would meet again. I don't know if the universe is in the mood to play with me or if this is just a mere coincidence. I'm leaning more towards the latter. I shammed a smile. "No worries. I know that he's just shocked." "What are you doing there anyway?" I cleared my throat. "I wanted to see the garden at the back. I wasn't aware that he was there." She handed me the glass of juice. "Garren often swims whenever he has no work and just stays at home. It's kind of his stress reliever." I nod and keep in mind to avoid going on the back of the house whenever
"Woah." I couldn't help but be in awe as we stopped in front of Greyson's school, Ridley Academy. The tall silver gate stands proudly in front of us. Even from the outside, anyone can attest that only the opulent can afford to study here. I've already seen numerous huge buildings before, but this is the first time I saw such an enormous university. The school where I used to study may appear like a dot compared to this. "Close your mouth, Cleo. A bug might fly inside it," Greyson teased me, giggling. I laughed. "You can't blame me. Your school is really huge." After Uncle Oliver parked the car, we headed inside, blending among the throng of students. I held Greyson's hands tightly, afraid that I might lose him. I will surely not see the sun tomorrow if something bad happens to him under my care. Garren will open the gates of hell and wreak havoc. "Greyson!" Someone called his name; it's a girl smiling brightly at him. I looked at Greyson, and my eyebrows arched when I
"You seriously look like a zombie right now." I glared at my brother through the screen. "Do you feel the need to mention that every damn minute?" Archeus chuckled. "I guess so." Earlier this morning, he called me and said that he had good news. "Whatever. So how's your science congress?" "Well, that's actually the main reason why I called you." I hummed. "Spill it." "Wait." He disappeared from the screen, and after a while, he came back with a trophy in his left hand. My eyes widened. "Wait, don't tell me..." A smug grin appeared on his face. "I won the research congress." My lips curled into a wide smile. "Oh my God! Congratulations, Arch! I'm so freaking proud of you! Come here, let your sister give you a kiss." The smile on his face faded. "You just ruined the moment," he said, feigning a disgusted face. I glared at him. "You're so rude! I was just asking for a kiss. Just in case you forgot, if it wasn't for me, you would not be able to attend that event." "My deepest
Two days had passed like a whirlwind. It's been almost two weeks since I started working as Greyson's nanny, and I'm starting to get a grip on my new job. I became closer with the people inside the mansion, except of course for one particular person that I don't need to name who. "Cleo, can you please buy me a soda?" Greyson requested out of the blue while he's having lunch. "But you already have orange juice here." He pouted. "I'm getting tired of it. Can't I try something new?" I want to refuse because Aunt Esther strictly told me that I should avoid giving him soft drinks, but how can I refuse him if he's acting cute? I sighed. "Fine. But just this once, alright? And you can't tell anyone about it. Both of us will be a dead meat if they know." He nodded his head fervently. "I promise!" I hurriedly walked to the cafeteria and went straight to the beverage section. My socks were knocked off when I saw the whooping prices of the drinks—$10 for freaking bottled water?!