It is 7:25 pm.I was laying on my bed and just staring at the ceiling. I was buried deep in thoughts and the sound of my phone ringing brought me back to the surface. Although I preferred being buried. The call was for Mark. I watched it ring once and after a very short second it began ringing again as soon as it ended. I didn't want to hear his complaints or his icy voice or his plan. I didn't want I hear anything I wanted to be spared.“Good evening." I said into the phone.“What took you so long?."“I don't get you."“What took you so long to answer the call."“Oh, I was making pasta in the kitchen, I didn't hear my phone ring."" It's fine. “ He said with his normal tone."Don't get fat. “ He added." I would keep that in mind. “" Why are you so nice this evening?. “ He asked me." I don't think I'm nice, you call this nice?. I just think I'm tired. “" That's understandable. I'm actually on my private yatch right now. I had seen the sunset, it was really beautiful. “" It w
I found myself taking the bus. But I know I wasn't going to work, why would I?. I would never go back to that shitty company. I was going to the way to my work because I wanted to see Frank. I wanted to talk to him, maybe tell him good bye, maybe get him to tease me a little bit. Maybe I could get him to call me beautiful. I was going to explain why I was doing this.“His last words to me was I'm disappointed in you." I said to myself. How shitty was that. What did he even mean by that?. I was walking closer and closer to the road he parks his food truck. And as I went closer, his food truck came into view. It's true what he said, that I should take in more of the scenery. I didn't even notice how beautiful the trees were, I was blocked from the beautiful songs of the songbirds. I was blocked from the wave of freshness. I was smiling when I came up to Frank's food truck. They were people buying things and I decided to walk a little out of view since he hadn't see
“Be safe." He simply said and took his eyes away from mine. He went about his business and he ignored me. He wasn't sad or angry he was just…. normal Then I realized that he was done talking and I was supposed to leave. I felt empty, disappointed... Why?Was I expecting him to talk me out of it, was I expecting too much. I thought he liked me, the way he looked at me, the way he held me that day at my house, he likes me or maybe he doesn't, maybe he's just being friendly, maybe he saw me as an ordinary girl, I was confused. I stopped to take a breath, do I like him?.Yes, I knew I liked him. Why do I like him?. That one went unanswered. Jesus what is happening to me. If he had talked me out of going, would I have listened? Would I stay?.Probably not, I was hoping to see someone act caring. I hoped that someone cared, I had hopes that he cared and I was just putting my hopes too high. Maybe I missed being everyone's Sweetheart. I missed being begged and adored and wors
“Its a long drive. “ I confessed." Yes it is. Their houses are built somewhere up the hills. They're hidden from the real buzzy world when they're in their houses. “" Darwin lives alone?. “" Yes, so does Mark. “ Then the car fell silent again.But then I knew that I wasn't going to bring up another topic again. I knew that I felt calm and relaxed and there was no need to talk some more. I looked outside the window and I watched the road, it was very beautiful. The houses were beautiful too. We were passing by the very urban houses. Houses that had terraces and pools at their roofs. Houses that I could only dream to live in. I rested my head back in the head rest when I got fed up of feeling oppression from these wealthy people in their wealthy houses.“We're almost there." Robert told me.“Before we get there, I want to ask, is his house really beautiful..."“See for yourself." Robert said. Yes, his house was beautiful. More beautiful than I had imagined. Jesus it
When I had my supper/dinner. I went to my room as Mark said and I decided to take some rest. It felt so uncomfortable, I was used to sleeping very late. I was used to sleeping off after watching TV and waking up in the middle of the night to find myself sleeping on the couch. I was used to doing a lot of things before bed. And now my body was terrified. It was scared of doing something new. I haven't watched TV for a long time now, I felt oddly bored. And now I had to sleep when the sun was going down. I looked outside my window. My bed was very high, I didn't have to stress myself to see the sky. I was snuggled under the blanket, I was smelling like candy and I was feeling like a beautiful flower. I had watched the sun set and it was very nice. It gave me a rich kind of feeling. I was in a high vibe right now and it was all thanks to Mark. I fell asleep when I heard that dainty sound of the fading song coming from downstairs, Was Mark playing it?. I d
I took off my clothes and I went to take my bath and I turned to see the door opening. It was Mila.She was walking towards me and I was stark naked. I couldn't cover my body with my hands, it would seem weird because she was staring at me as if I was fully clothed. How many naked women had she seen?. It would be a lot and they would be sexier and more fit. But I was sexy and fit, on an unbelievable level since I hardly work out. “I'm here to do your make up." She told me straight up. “Oh, okay."“Put on a robe and have a seat, or you can just have a seat if you prefer being naked, girl."“Okay, I'll put on a robe, okay?."“Stop saying okay."“Okay."“I'm serious."Then I was silent. If I wasn't affirmative, how would we communicate. And then she started laughing.“I'm just fucking with you." She said opening her big box. Come on put on a robe, let's work on your pretty face. “" Sure, give me a second. “ I put on a robe and I sat down and allowed her to do my makeup."
“Mark?." I said knocking on the door. But there was no response. " Mark?. “ I said more louder." Yes?. “He said from inside." It's me Lisa. “" I'll be there. “ He said and then I waited for him. He opened the door. And then a very beautiful look crossed his face. His eyes held emotions." Wow, Lisandré, you look very beautiful. “ He said to me. For the first time in a long time, he used my name, my full name. " Thank you, you don't look bad yourself. “ I told him." Wow. Take my hand. “ He said stretching out his and and I took it." We already have locations. Make sure you pick the one you like, it's going to be signed under your name. And you'll be stuck with it until you can get a chance to change it up. “ He said it like a wealthy man... He said and I quote “you'll be stuck with it until you can get a chance to change it up." He said it as if he was talking about a pair of shoes or toothpaste... This was a house and he was talking about choosing the one I like, can you ima
“Why don't we go on a date?." Mark asked me." A date. Are you asking me out on a date?. ““Yes."“Okay."“I have a location in mind or if you want to pick you can..."“Let's go to wherever you want." “Okay."By the time we got to the restaurant. The sun was going down. I felt boujee. I was waking with Mark... Everybody was staring... I was beautiful. I felt like a princess, I felt like a sweetheart again. I would never let this go. I was sitting facing him. “What's your favorite colour?." He asked me.“Maroon." I told him. “The colour of your eyes." He said smiling." Technically, yes. “ I said and I laughed." That's a beautiful colour, it's beautiful to stare at. its something I'd want to see when I wake up. “ To be honest. Mark was lovely. He was like a perfect gentleman, that's if you get to know the real him not the armour he shows to the world. “What's yours?." I asked him. “Black."“Respect."“The wine tastes great." He said.“The food tastes amazing. I love