DEREKIsabella did not let me finish my story. "Derek! I always knew that you were a jerk in high school but this is a new low even for you! How and why did you think that doing this to someone was a good idea? Just because she's an outcast?! You deserve what she did to you and more! I am not going to help you with this. If you want to find her, then you can go and find her yourself!" Isabella told me. "Oh come on Isabella. Don't be like this. You are my sister. You need to stand on my side here. We are twins you know. Twins should always have each other's back don't you think?" I asked her. "I am ashamed that I have a twin like you! Seriously! It is so embarrassing! What did you....what were you thinking?! Hurting a young girl's feelings like that?" Isabella asked me. "Okay, I know that I was wrong. It's not as if I didn't know. But it's already been ten years! I can't believe that she's still mad over that! She should have gotten over it a long time ago!" I said. Isabella shook
CHLOE I wanted to call Carmen and ask about how she's doing but I was at work. I can't do that or else I will be getting reprimanded by my boss. And my boss..... "Chloe! What nonsense are you doing?!" Someone shouted out my name in my work place. The loud yell brought me back from my reverie. I immediately stood up. "Yes sir!" There was only one person who would call me like this here. My immediate boss and the Manager of the department that I worked in. The Manager, Mr. Green stood in front of his office as he yelled out to me whose table was just a few feet away. "What are you seriously doing Chloe? Where is your head? You've been making several mistakes lately! What are you trying to do?" Mr. Green yelled. "Is there a problem with the plan I submitted sir?" I resisted the urge to smack the man across the face and asked as politely as I could. "You're asking me if there's a problem? Forget it, come into my office" the man said. He turned and walked back into his office.
I sneered. I knew men like Mr. Green very well. They use that excuse to cheat young girls of thier feelings. Telling them that they plan to divorce thier wives when they obviously have no plans of doing that. "Are you sure that you'll dare to divorce your wife Mr. Green?" I asked him sarcastically. He will never divorce his wife. He doesn't have the guts to do it. The man's eyes narrowed dangerously. "What do you mean? "You know exactly what I mean. After you, you've gotten so far because of your wife. Are you sure that you'll really dare to get a divorce?" I asked. Just because I pretend as if I don't know anything, it doesn't mean that I dont know about the gossip going on in the office. Although no one talked about it, everyone in the company knew that Mr. Green only got in because his wife is a relative of the big boss. If he dares to bring up divorce, he will be left with nothing! Mr. Green frowned. I know that for a proud man like him, he must hate people bringing up t
CHLOE I walked aimlessly around. Now that I had calmed down and was no longer angry, the fact that I didn't have a job finally dawned on me. I was confused. What will I do now? I have had this job since I left college and I had worked my way to where I was slowly. Now because I refused to give sexual favours, I lost my job. I looked around the streets people were coming and going, but they all had a clear goal in their minds. They had destinations. I was the only one who doesn't even have anywhere to go now. I really missed Carmen right then. If Carmen was around, I'd call her and the both of us will drink our sorrows away. Then tommorow, we will think of what to do. But Carmen isn't in town and I was all alone..... I just hoped that Carmen is fine whenever she is and that she is having fun right now. I do hope that she's not having a huge pity party like me. Although her marriage is not real, at least she gets to go to the Maldives. She just hoped that Carmen will enjoy her
CHLOE At most, I think that we would have passed each other on the street at some time and we won't even take a second look at each other. Stop thinking too much about this" she told me. "I just think that the both of you look so good with each other and ...." "We don't look good together! You more than anyone should know that all of this is just a pretense. We have to sell this to the public so that they buy that we are really crazy in love with each other" she told me. I nodded my head when she told me this because she was correct. It's just acting. I must have lost my mind asking her something like that. The both of them are from different worlds and it's never going to work out between the both of them. But why does she have that look in her face? "What are you thinking about Carmen?" I asked her. "What do you mean? I am not thinking anything at all" she told me. "Oh really but ...." "I seems that you are thinking too much. Let's talk about something else. You told m
Carmen’s POVI sat heavily on the old couch, feeling overwhelmed by all my problems like a heavy storm. The dirty walls of the apartment I shared with my mom seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with their silent disapproval. It felt like the universe was purposely testing how strong I was by throwing one obstacle after another in my way.My landlord, who was always impatient and persistent, kept bothering me relentlessly. Every morning, his annoying voice would come through the phone, reminding me of the four months' rent I owed. The threat of being kicked out of my home was always hanging over me like a dark cloud, ready to burst at any moment. The place I used to call my humble home had turned into a battleground, and I was losing the fight against financial instability.But it wasn't just the landlord that worried me. My job, which used to provide stability, had become a cruel trick of a gun. The small paycheck it gave me barely covered my basic needs, leaving me drowning in u
I borrowed money from my mom and wasn't sure if I could pay her back. As I got to the bus station, I quickly got on the bus so I wouldn't miss my important appointment. Mr. Thomas took a lot of my time by standing in the doorway. As the bus started its journey, I sat in the comfortable backseat and worried about what would happen if my work didn't get attention.I was going to Blackwood's Enterprises, a big art gallery that has an art festival every year. The festival was only two months away, and I wanted to show my talent there. They invited painters from all over to compete for a great opportunity. On their website, they said the artist with the best painting would not only have their artwork displayed at the festival but also get 5 million dollars and a job offer from the company.This opportunity was really important to me, and I knew many other people wanted it too. A lot of contestants would be there, all trying to make a big impression. But only three would win: the first,
Carmen's POV There was a very pretty lady standing in front of us on a raised platform that I didn't notice at first. I couldn't stop looking at her face and attractive body. But let me clarify, I'm not a lesbian. I'm just admiring her beauty like one would appreciate something beautiful that the lord created."Good morning everyone," she finally greeted us with a serious tone, and we all responded to her greeting."My name is Miss Peterson," she introduced herself, and I'm sure you all know why you're here," she said, almost like she was asking, and we all nodded. Well, I did because some people said "yes.""That's good because if you don't know, please leave. This isn't a place for games," she added, and people started whispering as some began to comment on how rude she was behaving.Well, they weren't completely right or completely wrong. She was just doing her job, so it's necessary for her to be strict."But not too strict," my annoying subconscious said, and I immediately