"More?"The bartender asked as I was getting myself wasted on the bar's counter."One more shot," I groggily said as my head was lying down on the counter.The bartender looked at me cluelessly at my state. "A heartbreak?""Hell? Fuck no," I scoffed."My bad. Usually the customers who get wasted, slumping themselves down on that counter are going through a breakup. I believe it's a curse now." He joked."Well, I am not. Just fill my glass up... Goddamn," I grunted as I clank my shot glass on the counter."Alright, alright," the bartender said as he hurriedly filled my glass up. I grabbed the glass from him, and he's just standing there as I gulp the shot of gin straight."Ma'am, seems like your phone has been ringing for minutes now," the bartender said as he noticed the constant dings and rings on my phone beside me.I raised my head lazily as I checked my phone with my squinted eyes.74 missed calls from Erianne Dhiore59 missed calls from Zane WilbertAnd more missed calls from my
They say everything that was done in haste will go to waste.Ever since he saw a glimpse of her, everything felt like reverting from the start.Last week, Friday night, the same exact night where he saw her again. No, he couldn't be mistaken. It was really her.He's at his firm's office, sitting in his office while gazing outside the glass window from the fifty-seventh floor."Sir Sano," one of his employees called.Expecting to sign a fresh set of documents on his desk, Zacharias turned in his chair and tapped his desk."Toshiro, just place them," Zacharias told in almost a whisper."How's your medication?" Toshiro was actually about to ask this. Not bombard Zacharias with tons of paperwork again.Zacharias just nodded and rubbed his eyes as he yawned. "It's alright.""Alright? I've heard from the doctors that you've been skipping your medication." Toshiro said."Then I'll take one today. You can go now, thank you." Zacharias simply said."Wait. Have you told Kanji about the new part
"Mom, I'm sorry, I couldn't convince that large company to continue the partnership." I said on my phone while I'm currently in my room, and Eri is out of town for business matters, so it's me who's handling the company for now. Eri kept silent for a moment, and my brows furrowed as I looked at my phone screen to check if the call has ended. "Mom? Are you still there?" "Oh, yeah. I'm still here," Eri mumbled, and her tone was monotonous. "Is everything alright there? I should tell Secretary Willbert to escort you there. I can handle the company here." I said, sounding worried. "No, it's fine. I've already spoken to the company you've been mentioning for the past few days, too." Eri said. "Really?" My eyes shone. "I'll surely give you half of my shares when we continue the partnership, but of course, I need to give an outlook to their employees first. We can't just trust the human resources team sometimes." Eri really had no energy left ever since that day Allura asked her abou
"She'll never arrive ten minutes early." Toshiro said as he looked at his wristwatch. Zacharias and the others have been waiting inside the van for over thirty minutes. They complain about the time, but they're always too advanced of arrival. Just like any other business trip, they'd all gathered to check that place discussed in the meeting the other day. "Ms. Marin is here," Kanji said, addressing me... formally. "Just came in time." I thought as I greeted each of them and also introduced Willbert to them, the secretary. As Zacharias continued to attempt to avoid her, he couldn't help but notice this one new behavior she developed. Allura never arrive early yet late, but instead, she's always arriving at the exact time. He just gave me a nod and a formal handshake as I then walked out to ride in my car to just follow them to the place. "Now I know the reason why you kept on rejecting Dias Corporation's offer," Kanji muttered. As the van began to drive toward their destination
Any person would freak out if they see this church, even the village itself. Anyone wouldn't dare to go here. But Zacharias and Allura? Why would they be? This place is what they call a beauty, yet none of them admitted that. They kept it to themselves like a secret. Just like before. As to why Zacharias regretted things now. He was indeed too late. "Let's enter?" I asked. "Let's go to the garden," but a different thing was in his mind. "A garden?" I tried to remember what it was. "I'll be left here alone, Ms. Marin. I'll just be waiting here." Willbert said and I just nodded but kept I phone with me. As Zacharias and Allura entered the church, he opened the rusty wooden double door, directing them to the church's garden. There, it shows an old patio, a rusty table and chairs, a cracked small stone fountain, a fence filled with webs now, and those fairy lights still hanging on the tree's branches. My eyes widened as I remember all of these in one place. Why was knowing my p
"I'm home!"I shouted as I opened the door, and there, sitting in the living room was my intoxicated stepmother, her head lazily hanging on the couch headrest while bottles of beer were scattered on the floor.The rain started to fall, luckily I was home in time."Mom Eri?" I sighed as I flopped down into the couch beside her, she then groggily woke up, she wiped her mouth as she drooled in her sleep, and I couldn't help but laugh."Tired from your previous customer?" I asked as I grabbed one of the beers at the table and flicked it open, gulping as Eri held her forehead and stood up, but her legs wobbled, making her sit back.My stepmother works as a stripper at the city's largest nightclub, and a huge amount of money was on the way, but my stepmother and I chose to stay in this apartment for a while. I started working as a waiter at the same nightclub when I graduated from college and came to the city to live with my stepmother and work a part-time job that is now my main source of
"Hello?"I answered a customer's phone call. I was at the nightclub, working another shift, just the usual day, drunk customers, people stomping and dancing to the music, some probably making out at the corner of the club, and music pounding through my chest as there was a mix of red and purple lights everywhere."Yes, I'll inform the manager," I said nonchalantly and hung up. Another customer requested the reserved ordered beverages, which I was already used to, so I just did what I always did, informed my manager, delivered the right drinks, and returned to my shift, serving customers. It's almost like a cycle.Placing the drinks on the tray, I walked to the tables as I was serving some customers. My typical uniform consisted of a black plain t-shirt and a pleated skirt, but an apron that reached above my knees covered it all."Here's your order, sir," I said as I placed the drinks on their table."Allura," a feminine voice called me. I turned around and went back to the counter. It
"Mom!"I kept running along the hospital hallway, looking for my stepmother's hospital room, checking every room number while holding a phone to my ear and dialing a number."I-I don't know what to do... P-Please, I'm at a loss for what to do...!" Stuttering between breaths, I finally reached the room and opened the door to find my stepmother unconsciously laying in the hospital bed with many tubes stuck into her body and intubation in her mouth."I'll go there, just send me the location of the hospital." The man said. I hung up as I put my phone in my pocket and sighed, walking closer to the hospital bed.My nose scrunched as my eyes showed melancholy. It's indeed difficult to look at my stepmother there, laying on the hospital bed, her body bruised, her life on the line. I don't know what accidents caused these fatal injuries."You!" A woman in her mid-30s approached me and slapped me across the face with a hard slap. I was stunned for a moment in shock. I didn't even notice that so