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"Char, wake up." "Leave me alone." I groaned lazily, turning to the other side of the bed. "Won't you wake?" she asked but I didn't respond. Suddenly I felt something sting my face. "Argh. "I screamed as I shot my eyes open to see my best friend, Diane chuckling at the edge of the bed. "What? Don't look at me like that. It isn't my fault. I tried waking you nicely but it wasn't working so I was left with no other choice." she smirked. "Why must you use ice water?" "I don't know." she giggled as she entered my bathroom. "Is today not your first day of work at that famous restaurant down the street?" she asked popping her brown head from the bathroom and I grunted. "What is the time?"I yawned as I stretched my hand to the table near my bed for my phone. 7:34 am. "Oh shit!" I shot out of bed, scurrying to the bathroom bumping into Diane as she came out. "Why didn't you wake me up? Now I'm gonna be late on my first day." "Don't blame me. I did my best darling, but you wouldn't bu

After that scenario, I couldn't think straight as the picture of them together and also how Dave and I were in the past kept popping into my head making me see the truth. Dave kept looking at her so lovingly and affectionately, a side that I haven't experienced before. "It's for the best." I stated, cleaning a stray tear from my cheeks before entering the elevator with my head bowed. Sadly, I wasn't strong enough to keep my emotions in check and I began to tear up. "Are you okay?" a deep and husky voice said behind me thereby making me jump as I thought I was alone. "Yeah." I sniffed, bringing my hand to my face to wipe the tears from my cheeks when I saw a hand holding a handkerchief towards me. "Thanks." Collecting it, I cleaned my tears and when I turned back to return the handkerchief my breath was caught in my throat, I was speechless. He was the guy from the other day, who had dressed in black, and surprisingly he was still dressed in the same manner just that today he wore

'Pain.'Pain was the only feeling I felt at that moment. My head was banging in agony, and I couldn't even find it in me to move my body. It felt like I was tied down and couldn't move of my free will.After what seemed like an eternity passed before I could open my eyes. Only to be met by the ray of the sun that seeped through the crystalline window.“Shit.” I groaned as I shifted uncomfortably on my bed just to find it a lot comfortable than mine, and it was softer than my rock bed.Snapping my eyes open, I realized I wasn't in my room, and I wasn't in my bed. The pain was overshadowed by the fear that had begun building into its climax in me.'How......'Startled, I jerked off the bed only to be hit by an agonizing headache.“Argh…”'Where the fuck is this freaking place?' 'Why the fuck am I here?' 'What on earth happened to me?'I began walking around the room to find any clue or any escape route. My eyes widened in shock when I stood in front of the mirror.“Fuck.” I muttered.I w

Life at work has been harder and depressing ever since he stepped his feet into the restaurant. If I had known that it was his restaurant, I wouldn't have signed up for a job there. Now I wake up every day with a headache, worried that he'd find fault in whatever I do, giving him a tangible reason to terminate my employment.Though while at work, he acted like I didn't exist, and it was enough for me not to care. But when it got to the point when he came to the kitchen to check what we had been preparing, I was affected. I'll give him the credit for being efficient as the owner and didn't act like a jerk when it came to his work. He was attentive to every detail and others. His move was perfect, in that the workers had a fan club dedicated to him.“Char, take a break,” Alex shouted over the sizzling meat as he came back from his break.I was glad when I entered the locker room to meet it empty. Holding my peanut butter with sandwiches, I sauntered to a bench. I was about to eat when so

Sighing, I knocked on the door, and not long after a petite brunette stuck her head out.“Charlotte?” She squeaked.Nodding my head, I smiled at her. “Sydney.”Her mouth dropped open as she kept staring at me. “Can I come in?” I asked after a stretch of uncomfortable silence.“Ye...yes.” She stuttered, opening the door wider for me to enter.Walking in, I could help but envy the manner which in her house was well organized and neat.“What would you like?” She asked rubbing her hands on the briefs she wore.“I'm okay but I need to talk to you," I said and I saw her pull a tight smile on her lips. “Sydney, I'm sorry.” I continued as I began moving back to her.“Sorry for what? You did me no wrong,” she stated, laughing it off.But I saw through her act. “Please don't be like this?" I pleaded with her, placing my hand on hers.“Like how?"It had taken me a lot of courage to come over and I wasn't going to let it go downtown.“Sydney, I'm sorry for treating you like that.” I paused to loo