It was a warm winter morning. A fresh start. Staring at the ceiling, I remembered how I screwed up all my relationships, my friendships one after the other. Things never went correct...everything happened just the opposite of what I had expected
I have cried a lot last night, not because I am weak but because I have been strong for too long.
I could hear the sunking horns of vehicles, people shouting, children crying to get back to the warmth of their homes. I remembered that I stayed near a mart.
Rubbing my eyes and yawning, I grabbed for my jacket and my binnie. Brushing my teeth vigorously, I checked all my emails. After taking a bath, I fetched for three to four pieces of bread and marmalade, sprinkled some marjoram on the boiled asparagus and here I go....all set for my breakfast
“Buzz buzz...” was what my phone doing. I checked it and what I saw!.. I got a text from my mom. Wow—it has been a whole month since she has spoken to me
“How’s it going dear...no calls...no texts?”
Dear mom, she was unaware of my clamped life. I did not want to fill her mind with my tension, so I thought thrice before texting her...
“It’s easy to be nice to people you like but being nice to people you hate, that’s a skill"
I knew that my mom was not going to be satisfied with this diplomatic answer and she would surely ping me again soon or later...hence I drank the last sip of my milk, washed my plates and grabbed out my clothes from the wardrobe for work. I was already running late.
I was the head photographer in one of the biggest trending magazines of U.S.A—‘Fashion In The City ‘
Surely I am not a slob, because I had received two back to back promotions in just one year.
As I entered my office, I was greeted with bouquets. I was totally lost. I starred at everyone for several minutes and so did they
“Good morning Cait “, was the masochistic voice which broke the silence. It was our boss – Mr. Damon Pattinson. He was surely a Greek God. He was a charismatic person with a charming personality. I am sure that he was a passion that consumed every other girl.. even me! He makes me sexy. His presence makes me forget everything about my messed up life. I was literally staring at his deep blue eyes which always alarmed me about his darker shades. I could sense that the corridor was empty as my colleagues and juniors have left on his arrival. I could feel his blue eyes coming closer, all the way just looking at mine. I remember, once and for all I had seen him off shirt, during our campaign – when I unknowingly entered his room and he was in the mid of some piled up clothes(deciding what to wear). Believe me...his skin was pale white despite the faint flush with incandescent chest and scintillating arms bare. His glistening lavender lips were now broadened with a wicked smile. I could see his cheeks were softly partitioned which made my heart go like a thump.
“Hello Ms. Dobrev", said his masculine voice again
I realized that my mouth was wide open and my eyes were bulging out on seeing his appropriate charm!!
Calming down myself, I replied
“Warm morning, Mr. Pattinson “
“ Can you figure out what’s going on?”, he said
“ I have no idea..” , spoke my not so attractive voice.
“Well nothing unpredictable..you have got another promotion”
It was surely unpredictable as well as surprising for me because I wasn’t expecting this. My face was full of expressions which one could barely understand and explain.
“WOW", was all that I could say to him. From the corner of his shoulder I could see all my fellow friends peeking. I knew that they were the ones with whom I could enjoy, rejoice in and relish with.
“I guess, I should go inside “
As I started walking, within a fraction of seconds he brought his cold lips near my ears and said,
“Happy birthday...tonight at sharp 7:30, I’ll be waiting for you in Cape Cod"
“ don’t take too long..I really need to meet you"
For a while I was flummoxed. I thought that my heart must have jumped out into my hands. I could feel my accelerated heart beat and breathlessness
“Well I like that blush on your cheeks"
I opened my eyes, turned around but by that time he was gone.
Throughout the day, I kept wondering about ‘ what should I wear..how should I behave...what should be the topic of our conversations...what should we have for dinner...I mean if our tastes dosen’t match then it would be really odd...after all this is going to be our first date...ya!! first date!!.’
I realised that my cheeks were flushed because I had started blushing again.
For a while I thought that time has stopped because the day passed very slowly
But finally I reached home and without wasting a second I threw my handbag on the bed, flung out all my clothes(whatever I had),got my accessories ready and headed towards the washroom.
After a huge invention of fifteen minutes I discovered a backless, black coloured one piece (which was gifted by my mom three years back and it was there in my wardrobe intact—gift packed) for my special date.
I was combing my tangled hair when suddenly I got a message from my ex boyfriend...he sent me his pictures with his new girlfriend who was apparently my best friend and with whom he has cheated on me and wrote “fuck you bitch"
I mean seriously !!??....why God why..why can’t you see how perfectly happy I am or was five seconds ago?
My mood was totally spoiled. I threw myself on the bed and tried to sleep for some time. After a few minutes I
