Long time, no see, Susan" I said and without warning I got up and dragged her out of the restaurant. "What do you want from me?" She asked when we were outside. "How do you find me and why are you here?" "Too many questions but don't worry I am going to answer two of them. About what I want from you, I want you to be my mistress and warm my bed every night" I replied. The look she gave me as I said that was screaming "he is a psycho". Nevertheless, I continued, "and for the last question, I came here to take you home". "No," she shook her head while saying that. "I don't want to be your mistress and I don't want to go home with you" she said and wanted to walk back to the restaurant. "Don't be my mistress, be my wife then I promise to do anything for you, give you any amount of money you want" I said, stopping her in her tracks. She turned and said to me, "I don't need your money". "Sure?, because last night you really needed it" "Fuck you !" She cursed and turned back. In four steps, I have already caught up with her and held her, "you better accept it now because I will definitely find a way to get you to do it" I whispered in my ears. "Don't tell me that I am the only one that thinks about last night, I bet you do" I whispered again. When I didn't hear a response, I turned her around only to see that she had fainted. "Shit," I cursed and carried her into my car and drove away.
"Shit !" I cursed and threw the phone at my desk and flopped onto the chair.
My thoughts went back to the conversation I just had with Jack on the phone
"Sorry, Susan but there is nothing I can do about it. My family has decided and I don't want to disobey them," he had said to me, trying to justify his reason for wanting to break up with me after seven years.
"It is fine, Jack, I totally understand" was the reply that I gave him and hung up the call.
I then walked spiritless back to my cubicle,
I closed my eyes and took breaths trying to calm my aching heart but it wasn't helping.
I was actually pregnant for him but I didn't tell him, well technically I did tell him.
He told me to abort it but I didn't listen to him.
There is no way I was going to abort my child.
"Susan Anderson !" Someone yelled and I looked up to see the CEO secretary approaching my cubicle.
Because of that call, I had forgotten that I was still in the office.
Dante groups was the name of the company that I worked in and ur was the biggest company in my country.
They pay and treat their workers well which was the main reason I was working here despites the way the CEO's secretary was treating me.
The CEO's secretary was now almost close to where I was seated so I came out to greet her.
"Good day, Mrs..."
The sound of the slap that shut me up was something that could wake a heavy sleeper.
I rubbed my cheek trying to soothe the pain I was feeling while looking at the secretary with questions.
"You bitch !, you must think that you are smart" the secretary spat, glaring at her with disgust.
"Ma, can you tell me what I did this time?" I asked because this wasn't the first thing she had slapped me.
"Okay then let me show it to you" she replied and bought her phone out.
She then shoved the phone in my face and asked me to read a news caption.
"Lovie groups of companies launched a new product called "mother's love", the caption read.
"How?, this was our idea, how did they steal it?"
The Lovie group was our rival company who were always trying to bring our company down. I was surprised how they could launch the product which was an idea that I created last week.
"Have nobody told you that you are a bad actress?, you are asking how they got the idea. Isn't it obvious, you sold it to them" the secretary accused.
"Mrs Smith, I didn't sell the idea to them. I can never do that" I said.
"Whatever, just pack your stuff and leave because you are out" she said and wanted to walk away.
"What do you mean, ma?" I asked.
"Oh..let me say it in a language that you will understand.You are fired so take your miserable self out of this company" she explained and walked away.
I slumped Into the chair not believing what just happened, "I didn't just lose my job, did I?".
"I think you just did babe"
I looked up and saw Elena, one of my coworkers, "hi Elena, what just happened now?"I asked.
"Well, you just got fired," she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"The thing is much bigger than you think, the company lost a lot of money because they were accused of intellectual property theft" Elena explained.
"But we introduced the idea first. They are ones that should be accused of intellectual property theft.
"You are right but it turns out that they introduced it earlier than us" she replied.
"Then I am not the one at fault it must be.."
"And you think that she is going to hear you out?. Babe just pack your stuff and leave, that woman really hates you that much".
"I guess you are right, Elena, let me just do that" I said.
"That good babe, I know you are gonna find a nice job soon" she said and then walked away.
I got up from my chair, well their chair but it had stopped being mine from today.
I packed the books on my desk at one side and proceeded to go to the storage room to get a carton.
I went out of the office only to meet one of the secretary minions on the way, she was holding a carton.
"Mrs Smith said that I should give this to you. She wants you to be gone by the time she is done massaging the CEO" the girl shoved the carton to my hands.
I then walked back to the office thinking about what the girl said, "Mrs Smith is massaging the CEO, how gross".
The CEO is actually a man in his late fifties with lots of assets and money.
There was a rumour that he was planning to retire but no one knew if that was true.
Reaching the office, I quickly packed my stuff and walked out of the company amidst sympathy and disgust stares from colleagues.
Outside, the sun was casting a beautiful glow on the earth, the air was fresh and people were going about their ways.
It was another busy day in New York City, a busy day that I unfortunately lost my job on.
I walked to the bus stop where I entered a bus going to my street and sat down.
My thought went back to the call I had earlier with Jack, my seven year boyfriend who wanted to break up with me because his parents won't be in support of our marriage.
"So I just wasted my seven years with him?" I thought.
"No you didn't, you gave him your seven years because you love him" a small tiny voice assured.
The voice was right, that was exactly what I did.
When the bus got to my bus stop, I paid and got out then trudged home, my head hung low and my steps heavy with the wait of my worries.
I arrived at the two room apartment that I shared with my boyfriend or might I say ex-boyfriend.
I proceed to bring out the key from my bag only to notice a movement from inside the house through the window.
"What the hell are burglars looking for in my house?, they better get the hell out of there because I am not in a good mood now" I muttered then banged hard on the door.
A minute later, the door creaked open and I found myself staring at him.