The moment everyone left and it was just Mr Smith and Mr lucky, Mr lucky decided to ask what had been in his mind since he heard what the actual problem was. "Are you sleeping with Miss Perkins?" Mr Smith was taken aback by Mr Lucky's question as he had not expected him to be so direct about it. "Are you?" Me lucky asked again, his brows rose up slightly in a questioning manner. "She's my girlfriend," he answered. He didn't want to say yes to Mr Lucky's question and male it seem like Victoria wasn't important to him and he was using her to pass time. "You are not surprised?" Mr Smith asked Mr lucky as he noticed Mr lucky had not reacted as he imagined. "Yes. It's surprising right?" Mr Lucky asked and Mr Smith hummed. "Why is that so?" Mr Smith asked, wanting to know. "Well, it's easy. You remember what you told me when I asked you why?" Mr Lucky asked. Mr Smith thought back to the time Mr lucky had asked him why he chose Victoria as a part of the programming team. "Where are you drivi
On a bright Sunday morning, Victoria decided to call Elizabeth. She hoped Elizabeth would reply as she wanted to know her location and go meet her there so they could converse with one another. She was finally going to end all of this and come to a conclusion with Elizabeth. "What do you want?" Was the first word Elizabeth said the moment she answered the call. "I want us to meet," Victoria replied. "Meet? Why would I want to meet someone like you? You are literally not worth my time and I do not want to waste any time with you. I'd obviously be foolish to create time for someone as worthless as you," Elizabeth spat out. "I am only asking if we meet. It's nothing serious. I need us to talk," Victoria spoke, trying to keep her temper at bay. She didn't want Elizabeth to suddenly end the call while she was talking. She wanted to speak with her and ask her and end their friendship for life. She also wanted to clear everything and tell her mind and let everything end. After what Elizabeth
"I'm sorry but she's dead" That word kept ringing in Victoria's ear. It became a ringing bell in her head. Her best friend was gone and she left before they could make a proper make up. It hurt her so much. Tears streamed down her face profusely as she recalled it all. She blamed herself for calling Elizabeth out. She blamed herself that if she had not showed up in front of Elizabeth, she wouldn't have died. She blamed herself as she sat on the floor of the hospital ground. Elizabeth was no more. She had managed to call and inform Elizabeth parents She hated herself. She wished she had not called her out. She wished Elizabeth wasn't hit. As much as she was angry with Elizabeth, she'd never wish death on her. It hurt her so much that she has lost her best friend and she wished it never happened. It felt like a dream to her yet she knew it was reality. She felt she liked her friend. "Where is my child?" Elizabeth's mother cried out as she came into the hospital. Elizabeth's mother, Ella
It's been a year since Elizabeth died. Victoria went to her grave to visit her. After she moved away from New York and away from her hometown, she decided to return to visit Elizabeth. The moment she stepped into the cemetery, tears formed in her eyes. Like Deja Vu, memories with Elizabeth filled her head. They were the best of her life. Elizabeth died at age twenty three, leaving her to face this cruel world alone and it hurt her. There was no time she didn't see anything that wouldn't remind her of Elizabeth. Elizabeth has been a constant in her life and even though she was angry with her and decided to cut ties with her, she meant no harm to her. "Hi Bee," Victoria said once she stood in front of Elizabeth's grave. "It's been long," Victoria quickly wiped the tears that formed in her eyes. She sniffled a little. "How have you been? Has the weather...weather been treating you nice?" She asked, tears streaming down her cheek. "I miss you. I miss you so much that I wish that my life i
"No. Not anymore. We will talk but not here." He tells her."Excuse you? We have to clear the misunderstanding between us now and here. You can't do this and..." Mr Smith cuts her off but in not a rude way"It's not that. I want us to talk but not in this manner. I mean we are both not in the very best mood now so it won't work out well for us. When we are both in a good state of mind, we will speak. For now go back to your work. We will talk over dinner. I will pick you." He tells her. The way he spoke to her melted her heart replacing the anger she felt earlier.He was now acting like the man she liked. "Okay." She replied to him. Just as she made an attempt to leave, he stopped her. "Victoria," he held her by her wrist making her feel tingles all over her body. "Yes." She answered him. "I kissed you not because I thought you were easy to but I did it because I wanted to and I did it again to prove that to you." He tells her.She swallowed the lump in her throat before licking her
What Mr Smith had in mind at first was to take Victoria to a grand place where he would get people to decorate very beautifully and set up a table for two for the both of them with red wines, sea food, cakes for dessert and flowers but that all changed after his little argument with Victoria.He had decided to keep it simple and take her out for dinner instead to talk things out with her. He was nervous. He didn't know if he should go with his suit or dress casually. Things like this were always hard for him. Relationship was something he never did too well with which was why he didn't get into any relationship after his last relationship.In his last relationship, it was the girl who had done the most, she was the one consistent and initiating things which was one of the many reasons she left. She felt he was making it look as if she was the only one dating him when he was the one who had confessed to her.He didn't look at any woman and dedicated his time to his academics until Vict
"Good, the kiss. Let's talk about it. Let's start from how you kissed me then tell me to forget it then kiss me again." Victoria spat out.As much as Mr Smith would love to talk to her about it, he felt it was only going to create more misunderstanding which he didn't want."I won't be going back to what happened that night at the cabin." He said firmly.Victoria scoffed. "Wow! What was I expe..." Mr Smith cuts her off."Listen to me first." He sighed. "I kissed you that night because I wanted to. I wasn't drunk and I was in my right mind when I did it. I wanted to forget it and regret it but I couldn't so I'm owning up to it." His words left Victoria speechless as a lump formed in her throat.She had not expected him to speak this way. She imagined them arguing back and forth but she realized she had imagined wrong when she knew of Mr Smith's personality."I didn't intend to hurt you in any way or look down on you. It wasn't in my intentions to make you look like a hoe. Not at all,
Victoria lay on her back on her bed as she looked at the ceiling with a smile on her face. Her hands were on her stomach as she recollected what happened earlier that night.The conversation with Mr Smith went more smoothly than she had expected and she was not expecting him to confess to her and tell her that he was going to court her.They ate their food in silence but every once in a while, they would sneak glances at one another and some other times, their eyes locked with one another but she would be the first to look away as her cheek would flush in embarrassment.While they left the restaurant, Mr Smith locked his hands with her but she had made an attempt to remove her hands but he held them firmly, not looking at her.She could feel her heartbeat on her head as they walked. She felt so shy and she felt her knees weaken. He had asked for her address but she wasn't ready for him to know the place so she told him not to bother and that she had called an Uber already.He told her