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Two weeks later…
9:30pm
Tapping my fingers lazily on the countertop I waited patiently for the bartender to bring me my cocktail even when what I really needed was that beer. Since I had the leisure of time I looked around the part of the bar I never visited because if I was here at any other time my purse would be ripped and yet I won’t be able to afford getting in. The blue neon lights were nearly blinding but it screamed rich in every corner. Even the drinks were double my salary. There were men in suits all around and so many women looking like models floating from one table to another. There was a freaking waitress/bartender at everyone’s side and even they looked freaking rich. Overwhelming much?
Yeah no doubt! But I had a job to do and not a one that I am fond of. Period.
“Can I buy you a drink?” I looked at the man well more like a boy take a seat next to me. His b
-ANASTASIA-Two weeks later…9:30pmTapping my fingers lazily on the countertop I waited patiently for the bartender to bring me my cocktail even when what I really needed was that beer. Since I had the leisure of time I looked around the part of the bar I never visited because if I was here at any other time my purse would be ripped and yet I won’t be able to afford getting in. The blue neon lights were nearly blinding but it screamed rich in every corner. Even the drinks were double my salary. There were men in suits all around and so many women looking like models floating from one table to another. There was a freaking waitress/bartender at everyone’s side and even they looked freaking rich. Overwhelming much?Yeah no doubt! But I had a job to do and not a one that I am fond of. Period.“Can I buy you a drink?” I looked at the man well more like a boy take a seat next to me. His b
-ANASTASIA-After five shots I am drunk… or maybe sober I don’t know anymore. Did I tell you that I can’t handle too much alcohol? “What are you staring at?” I snapped at the bartender. “You… you think I am beautiful?”He gulped then shook his head nervously making me groan. This grey blue shimmering item didn’t make me look beautiful… I pouted and left the table after taking my card back from him.I may be drunk but I know to be responsible. On your face! Dave.Now the other one where is he? Squinting my eyes around the bar I looked for my ‘target’ and I found him. Giggling I saw the chocolate eyes in the same place where he was when he came. I wonder why I didn’t see him the first time.I swayed all the way to him or I think to two hims. He looked up at me from the neck of the girl sitting on him. “?”The girl turned and glared at
-ANASTASIA-“I have to go.” This made me look up with a pout, I didn’t get to thank Michael Jackson. I turned around and pulled the sleeve of his jacket. Making him turn and come back to where I was. Just the way his eyes wandered over my face made me feel the churn in my stomach. That’s weird isn’t it? When we accidently ‘kissed’ I felt butterflies but now an ugly churn filled my poor tummy.“What?” he asked irritated.I hugged him tightly causing the audience behind us gasp but I felt the way he tensed and become stiff. He removed me from himself and stared at me not knowing what to do.“Thank y...” I started but the bile rushed to my throat before I could warn anyone. Yellow vomit spewed out and all that I had eaten and drunk from morning flew in the air and more importantly on someone.He jumped back surprised. “Bloody hell!” oh no... Puking definitel
-ANASTASIA-Since Christmas is close the crowd in the bus won’t be seeing a decline any time soon. Whatever that may be I love riding the bus and I guess it will always remain my second favorite mode of passage. I removed the phone from silent and opened my messages.Me: am in the bus. Will reach soon!I smiled at the message I sent Anna. In another 5 minutes I will reach Brooklyn hill Avenue where my sister lived with her husband and two kids. I usually visited her every once in a while but I couldn’t make a stop this month but we met at home in Chicago so she shouldn’t be that mad.I know I should be working on Mr. Dominic but today is a Sunday and I need a break from my stressful morning. And I will still have 24 hours after today.Also I needed to collect the pencil stands I had asked her to make for me. The five colors that won were going to get some pretty simple handmade pencil stands. Anna
-ANASTASIA-It almost felt as if the smell is mocking me for not remembering it. “No… weirdo.” she said chuckling.“But I have smelled that before.” I said feeling confused but where did I get that? I am sure I got the smell before and it had confused me even then.She ruffled my hair making me glare at her. “This is the smell of Roy’s milk. Almost all babies’ milk that are bought from the store smells similar. You don’t even have a kid then how did you smell that?”“I don’t know.” she came to touch my hair again but I stopped her. “Don’t.”She frowned. “Are you done Anna? I would appreciate some help.” Chris yelled from inside. We looked at each other for a second before bursting into laughter.“Oh my god. I should get in there before he decides to leave me. You should go now as well if you don’t want to
-ANASTASIA-OH MY GOD! MR. DOMINIC, THE MULTI-BILLIONAIRE HAS A BABY?That is absurd. I slapped my forehead. No this is not possible. Reasons? Many. He is just hooking up with another girl in there. I am sure no wife or girlfriend in the world would accept her husband or boyfriend to cheat on her with numerous women. No that would be loco.But that can also be because he’s wife left or something like that.Another reason, he can’t hide such a big thing from the world for such a long time. Like literally I have been cooped up here for almost a month but I didn’t catch anything. I am not Sherlock Holmes but it won’t be that difficult to find a hidden baby. After all how big can a baby be? Just a few pounds and a few centimeters tall.Phew! Just another day for Christmas and probably I will be jobless. Not if I can find some proof for the existence of that baby. Or he might have a friend who has a baby th
-ANASTASIA-I know I have to follow him or more like I wanted to follow him. So badly. My guess might be wrong and he is actually going to a club not caring about his looks or to his office as there is an emergency. But my gut spoke otherwise as I pulled my joggers on. Who knows if he is going to kill someone? I just had to know!Confused whether to take the camera or just my phone I stood there debating the chances of getting caught. There was no time for delay since he had already taken his car from the parking lot. There is nothing that can stop me from finding out what he is hiding today. Putting the phone in my pocket I skipped down the stairs and hailed a taxi.“Where to ma’am?” the man asked looking troubled at my costume for the night. Yeah I am wearing a flimsy lace tank top and a thin cardigan that I found hanging next to my door. Oh and weird pink joggers. I didn’t have any options at the time okay? Also
-ANASTASIA-“You did it girl!” Priya screamed as soon as she saw me enter her office. I smiled at her despite the internal conflict I was feeling.“Yeah.”“But how?” she asked curiously. I explained to her all that happened yesterday including the good cab driver. By the end her eyes were wide and mouth in an o shape. “I wish I was there. At least I can write about it. And who knows maybe people will start giving me more attention than the anonymous Key.”Wait what? “What are you saying?” I didn’t want Priya to feel threatened by me at any cost. I was not even half as good as her also this would complicate me telling her the truth not that I plan on telling it soon.“You do know Key right?” I nodded at her and sat down waiting for her to explain. She sighed, “That person is really good with his/ her words. Have you seen the likes and comments she re