“So, I need proof that I would be able to work with you.” Rebecca said as she sat in front of the unsmiling man. “What are you talking about? I just gave you reviews.” The man said. “But dear, reviews can lie.” Rebecca did not look impressed either. After Taron and her had had a wonderful lunch, they had fell asleep while watching television, and Taron had woken up excited, but in a bad way. He had a nightmare, and Rebecca did not know how to feel about that so she decided to forget all about it, knowing that the next in house date that they were going to have was going to be at Taron’s house. Now, she was supposed to be working, and she would be damned if she would allow anyone to get y to her. Her date did not go as well as she thought it would, and she felt that she should bear the guilt of if since it occurred at her house. “What do you want to see in order to know that I will do the job perfectly?” Mr Zaphi asked, and Rebecca rolled her eyes. “Are you asking me
A lot of thoughts ran through Taron’s mind as he wondered what he was going to get out of this place. What if what he got was nothing but another disappointment? And after spending a lot of money too, because hiring a private investigator was expensive. And this time, he was hiring not one, but multiple ones to make sure the search went right. “We are at the top floor, sir.” One of the guards tell Taron and walks out to make sure everything is safe before Taron follows. “Do you think that we might get something out of this?” He asked aloud, but his guards did not answer. “Do I need to repeat myself?” Taron asked in annoyance. “No sir, we think it would go great.” They said in unison as if they had rehearsed it beforehand. “That’s how I’m hoping that it would go, so I would take your word for it.” Taron said and made his way forward. A tall, scrawny looking man was exiting a room from the door in front of them and Taron stopped him. “Hello, I’d like to see the D
Taron and Rebecca were having dinner, in a restaurant this time and Taron had a lot of things he wanted to talk about, but he did not know how to go about it. Luckily for him, Rebecca started to speak first. “So,” She stretched out the words and wrung her fingers nervously. “our last date did not go as expected.” “Well yeah, I mean, it was super awkward and everything.” Taron replied, looking away. “Yeah, I’m sorry, it’s just that I was panicking and for some reason things were not going as well as they usually did.” Rebecca explained. “Oh, you’re talking about you? Please don’t do that to yourself, the meal was lovely, and everything,” Taron looked away. “you know that the only reason why I’m saying that it was awkward was because of the way that I freakishly woke up and woke you up.” Rebecca’s eyes softened as she looked at her boyfriend. “Oh Taron, honey, don’t do this to yourself, it is very normal to have a nightmare.” “It was a very strange nightmare, and hon
Rebecca was on her way to get some more groceries to fill up her fridge when she got the call. After a heated argument with a man who had been trying to woo her for the past year, Rebecca had slammed the door shut and decided to do some stress shopping. “One of these days, Rebecca, I’ll get you! One of these days!” She heard him shout through her door. “I have a boyfriend! If you come down knocking on my door again, I’ll file a restraining order against you!” Rebecca had yelled back. “I’ll be back for you, Rebecca!” “Yeah, and if you come back, you’d never go back.” Rebecca muttered under her breath, wondering if scaring him with a knife would work to keep her out of his way. Eloise had a miscarriage scare. That was what she and Taron had rushed out to hear when they got to the hospital. Apparently, she had been bleeding and she panicked and called her husband who then panicked and called Taron while taking her to the hospital. The doctor had explained to Rebecca and
"Taron?" Rebecca asked as Taron picked up the calla. "Becca? Why do you sound so worried?" Taron sounded tired and Rebecca felt bad almost immediately. “I am so sorry, were you sleeping before I called?” Rebecca asked. “Yes, but I’ve been sleeping for quite some time already and you woke me up just in time.” Taron responded. “Just in time to do what?” Rebecca asked. “Just in time to talk to you.” Taron responded and Rebecca smiled a bit. “So, talk to me baby girl,” There were shuffling noises before Taron let out a sigh. “what happened? You sound like you’re down.” “I’m sorry, it’s just that something happened and I wanted to talk to you about it.” Rebecca said in a small voice. “Again, don’t apologize, we are in this together; tell me what happened exactly.” Taron said and Rebecca nodded before she realized that Taron could not see her. “So, Loraline called.” Rebecca said, as if expecting a reaction from Taron. “Who’s Loraline?” Taron asked. “H
Rebecca sighed as she got down from the plane. Her aunt had moved to Arkansas a few years back, and this was actually the first time that she was setting foot on the soil. She waited patiently for the ride that she had ordered and thought about what she was going to say to her family members throughout the whole thing. "Maybe we can start over, a fresh start, j forgive you." Rebecca said aloud and immediately realised how unoriginal that sounded. Reminded her of the sweet, innocent character, usually complete with blonde hair and blue eyes. Not that it was originality Rebecca was looking for. She just wanted things to become better, so that she could have people to identify with who had similar genetic qualities with her. It bothered Rebecca that she did not have a family. Until Taron came into her life, she was well and truly alone. A car stopped in front of her and the windows went down. "Rebecca Torres? Are you Rebecca Torres?" The older man in it asked and Rebecca sig
Loraline came back the next day, and Rebecca tried her best to ignore her cousin for being so terrible, but she could not take it when Loraline raised her legs up when she was sweeping. "How useless can you be?" Rebecca asked her cousin who stood up immediately to glare at her. "Excuse me?" Loraline said, standing up. "You heard me right, the day I came back home, you didn't come back until late at night, and you know that your mother is bedridden, what if I wasn't here?" Rebecca asked. She knew that her cousin was terrible, but it seemed like she had become much more worse over the years. "What is your deal with that?" Loraline asked. It was her house anyway. "I come here, bring you food and offer my help, and you just lay around uselessly, what does that say about you as a person?" Rebecca was angry. She could have been working in her clean, air conditioned office, or could have been with her wonderful boyfriend, but here she was with her annoying cousin who lived in
Rebecca was waiting for Loraline to make the wrong move. Ever since her cousin’s terrible attitude yesterday, all Rebecca needed was one chance to get into a fight with her cousin to put her in her place. Loraline went into Rebecca’s room with her hand on her hip, and the other behind her back. “You know, I need some money.” Loraline said, and Rebecca ignored her. “Please.” She eventually added when she saw that Rebecca had no interest in paying attention to her. “Come here and get me my purse.” Rebecca said and Loraline obeyed. “You know, coming here and lasting about is not what I would call help.” Loraline said after collecting the money from Rebecca. Rebecca’s eyes widened, as if in realisation. “Oh, it’s not?” Rebecca asked. “I’m sorry, how about you give me back my money and go and get a job?” “You know, I really hate you.” Loraline said, getting closer to Rebecca. “I’m not your greatest fan either, leave me alone and go and do what you have to do.” R