Take Me Back, Love

Alvin and I are finally graduated. In our three years of being together, I am so happy and in love with him yet there is still missing. Alvin is my greatest and true love, that's for sure, I can see my future with him also. Living the dream we've been wanted together with our future two or three children but the problem is..."Yes, love?" I asked instantly once I answered Alvin's call."Where are you, love? Let's have dinner?" hearing his soft voice makes my heart flutter like always."Sure but what's the occasion for?" "Nothing, I just miss you. I want to see you, Reese."Even though he can't see me, I'm sure he knows that I'm blushing right now because of that."Aww, I miss you too, Alvin.""So, I'll pick you up in an hour?"I glanced at my wall clock to see that it's already 5:30 pm."Okay. I'll get ready, see you...""I love you, Reese. Can't wait to see you..."Like what other sweet girlfriends do, I answered him back before ending the call and started to get ready yet I have a

"You're the one who left."How many times did the last thing Alvin said last night repeated in my brain? Almost five?Arghh! What's the use of alcohol if I just remember everything? How annoying!I lazily got out of bed and then stomped firmly on the floor, disgusted with myself. I had the courage to pretend to be drunk last night just to say all that to him but it also didn't matter. He won't able to forgive me.Not now, not ever.But he looked likes he's concerned about me last night, I didn't realize that Alvin was close to me if I hadn't heard his voice. It was no longer tender and gentle, it became cold.Is that really how I hurt you to change that bad? I can't even see the man I used to love.Alvin, I'm really sorry and sorry in advance if I won't stop bothering you until you hear my explanation. I need you, Love...Will I go again later? What if he doesn't show up anymore? Aish! I'll just eat first so that my brain can be full, not just my stomach.I also need to look for a job

On the next day, I hit the 68 button. It felt like a billion years before the doors re-opened on the 68th floor. I ran out of it. My stupid bag just had to fall from my hand due to my rushing so I bent to pick it as quick as I could. I hoped no male was behind me, else he was getting a free view of my big round ass. I continued running to our office door. Like what France says, my office was beside Alvin's office and separated with glass walls and a door.I took out my card from my bag then inserted it into the right hole, hit the buttons of the code for the door to open. I wondered why they changed the lock of the door. *For security purposes, dummy.*Pushed the door open, I scurried into it. The door automatically closed, leaving me to stand before the man of my life himself."Good morning, sir."He raised his head from his table with a blank expression. I stared at him for a while, expecting him to scold me. He didn't utter a word, leading me to a confused state.I furrowed my eyeb

Samantha ReeseI had woken up this morning as early as I could. I couldn't bear to get into trouble with Alvin right now. I had worn a knee-length gray pencil skirt with a black shirt tucked into it and a gray blazer, with a pair of matching white stiletto heels and a white handbag which had fake diamond designs around it. My shoulder-length blonde hair had been dyed into black last night with hair extensions to make it fall all the way down to just above my butt. My thin lips were covered in thick wine lipstick, making my electric blue eyes seem like they were shining brighter than ever.I didn't bother to depend on Georgina for a ride to work but hired a taxi driver to pick me up every morning. With a grin on, I patted myself on the back for achieving my goal of arriving early to work today.I strutted into the company. "Good morning, Sarah." I winked at her.She widened her eyes,obviously shocked to see me at this early hour of the morning. "Sam?" She rubbed her eyes. "It truly

"Sam," Alvin called. "The Manager of Friz and co.' will be here in a few minutes. I hope everything is ready?""Uh- yeah, sure." I scratched my arm, dropping the files on his table. "I'll send the remaining part of it to your email."He hummed a response. His fingers drummed on his laptop keys really fast, forming the beat of a song. Seriously? He hadn't said a thing about last Saturday. He was really going to ignore it? I felt his gaze on me soI raised my head to stare at him."What do you want?" He questioned crankily."Nothing." I shook my head."If it's about last Saturday, don't think I care. Hearing such words from people isn't a new thing to me." He explained. Unconsciously, a smirk played on my lips, forming a frown on his face. "It doesn't mean you should say it all the time, and in public. Gossipers are always around, ready to feed the internet with even the slightest mistake people like us make so your words could be manipulated and ruin my image. Be careful. You'd pay for