Chapter 25-Grayson

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I wake up to utter silence,leaving me with the sound of my thoughts.I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom.I take off my bandage and shower.I put on a plaster instead because it's stopped bleeding.I wear my classic work clothes and walk downstairs.Once I get there I walk to my garage but instead of taking my car I take my Ducati motorcycle and speed to the Mafia Mansion.

Once I get there I walk to my office and sit at my chair.I find a letter on my desk and open the envelope.

Dear Chef,

I have had a drastic problem at home, meaning I won't be at work for the next three days.I ask for forgiveness for leaving you in such a crucial position and not telling you prior to leaving.Ive left all your files for this week and next week on my desk.Once again Chef,I'm very sorry and disappointed in myself.

Once again, sorry, Chef.

Thiago Hernando.

I sigh and walk out,my office over to Thiagos desk.I take the outstanding files for this week and walk back to my office.I sit at my desk and get to work on the files.

Breaking my trance is a deep rumble of my stomach.I stand up and walk out the mansion.I get on my bike and speed to the nearest restaurant.I walk in and order a classic Steak Tarte.I pay for the meal and walk to my bike.It wasn't as good as the ones in France but hey we move.I get on my bike and speed to the Mafia Mansion.Once I get there I walk to my office and finish my outstanding work.

Snapping me out of my thoughts is a sudden wave of exhaustion.Taking all the signs, I take my keys and walk to my bike.I get on my bike and speed back to the house.I get to the house and walk to my room.I get in my room and softly close the door.I slowly walk to the edge of my bed and open my texts.

Mon Amor
Hey Anastasia.
I know you're ingoreing me.
I think I know why actually.
Because you're angry you had to save me.
I'm sorry Mon Amor.
I really am.
Farewell Pixie.

I send all the texts once and for all because she deserves to know how I feel and I hope she feels the same because she doesn't know she's the reason I feel the need to smile,laugh and just to breathe.I stand up and walk to my bathroom.I get there and look at myself.My once full of life blue eyes now are lifeless.My face the once full of life all gone with the wind.I shake away those thoughts and shower.I wear my grey joggers and refresh my plaster.I get in bed and let into a dream of my endless desire.

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