I need to breath out; I need to relax.
There is so much to bear, I can't bear it anymore.
Wait, I need to run, I don't want to look back.
Looking back means I lose; looking back means I couldn't move on.
He is not worth a tear. I want to make sure I win. I win with this foolish game.
I stood straight, never showed any emotion. Never ever flicked any emotion. If he sees through me that I am crying out loud inside, I am the loser.
He was gaping. He couldn't say any word. Terrified or more likely mortified. I smiled, but too broken inside. It only meant one thing: I won.
2 years later...
"Can I get some more time to sleep?" I murmured as the alarm clock buzzed the hell out of my life. Went for a quick shower, dressed up with my working clothes I bought from a thrift shop and head out of my room to have a quick breakfast.
It's been two years today from the day I fell in love and exactly the day when my heart crashed into million pieces. It was annoying and I hate myself to the core - I couldn't find a way to move on. It was really funny; the joke was always on me. A month ago, I saw in a news that Eric Stark is getting married this fall, which is 9 months from now to a daughter of a prominent business magnate in New York. I still wrap my head on the reason why it took so long for Eric and Amanda to be married since the day I caught them having God knows in his office.
It was a dreadful experience, no that was an understatement; It was the worst day of my life. I never had imagined, the love he showered on me, the caring and the whatnots were all but a show. He only dated me because I was useful: I am smart and indispensable to his own advantage . Ce la vie! Is all I can say. I need to accept it and try my best to move on even the words itself were hard to get through my mind.
I quickly hailed a taxi and hopped in. It was a 20 minute ride from my apartment to the office: The Stratford Enterprises.
"Kyle! What's up last Friday?" Leo, one of my workmates, greeted me with the widest grin I could ever imagine. I really didn't know how to act around him seriously, seeing his wide grin creeped me out.
"Well you know what happened. I still can't believe you still never drop it." I rolled my eyes before sitting on desk.
"Okay, relax and please stop rolling your eyes on me." He spat me on the shoulder, and I cringed
"Ouch! That really hurts!"
"Sorry Kylaaaa!"
"Don't call me that you asswipe"
"Wow someone's need his mouth to get cleaned. You need to get it washed. It spews unwanted words." He laughed his ass out. I don't know what's funny with it.
"Leo, it's not a good habit to make Kyle upset every morning." Katy, one of my closest friends interjected.
"I just love teasing Kylaaaa. It completes my day."
"ahemm...It needs to stop right now because Mr. Stratford is just standing behind you."
"Good morning Mr. Stratford!" Leo immediately turned around and greeted Mr. Stratford like the lightning struck him. funny
"Well good morning. I want Kyle to be in office right now." Mr. Stratford commanded.
"Yes, sir." I politely replied.
In his office...
"Kyle, I want you to come with me in a meeting next week. It's a very important meeting and I want this deal to be sealed. Do you understand?" Mr. Stark informed. His tone was very serious and firm. Indeed, this deal is a very important one.
"I understand, I will see to it that you have my utmost support, sir. I would do everything I can to help you with the deal." I said with determination written on my face.
He nodded in putting an ease on my nerves.
"Well, I expect you to do well with this, so far, you are the best PA I have in many years."
I was taken by surprise. But it was a fact, I was his longest serving Personal Assistant. But what surprised me more was what his orbs trying to say to me. It felt like I mean something more than that. or I am just overthinking.
"I won't let you down, Sir." wearing a reassuring smile.
"You can go now, Kyle."
But before I headed out of his office, he said something that made me turn into a red tomato.
"Always wear that smile, it really suits you." and then he looked straight into my eyes with a slight grin.
Like a chicken I was, I scrammed like and idiot. What was happening to me?
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Kyle: Love, Promises And Lies (BoyxBoy)
RomanceI need to breath out; I need to relax. There is so much to bear, I can't bear it anymore. Wait, I need to run, I don't want to look back. Looking back means I lose; looking back means I couldn't move on. He is not worth a tear. I want to make sure...
