You Are Mine

Chapter 1

“Wait, wait, wait. So that means. I will have to act like Mateo, tagging with you as your boyfriend!?” Jake eyes were wide. He was just about to jump Off from his chair. The man loved drama but only till books and movies. Not like this.

I blew an air. “You just have to introduce yourself as Mateo Jones. That’s it. Nothing more. you already know everything about me.” please Jake please. My legs automatically started shaking as I looked with pleading eyes to Jake.

“Why the fuck you didn’t told your parents about your break up with Mateo?” he asked, almost peeing in his own pants, “what if your parents came to know about the truth- that I am Jake, do you have any fucking idea how angry French women’s and men’s are? They gonna bake the sourdough out of me!”

I firmly put my hand on his shoulder, as I spoke up. “Jake, how hard it is to be to say, my name is Mateo?”

He blinked.
So I blinked.

“I am Jake. I cant be Mateo.”

Jake is my bestfriend who helps me out from a bar when I can't even walk myself out. The kind of friend who acts like an unpaid therapist in your life, who knows everything about you.
But unfortunately he didn't knew one thing all the way long in this 365 days friendship that feels like 12000 days one, was how fucking MATEO JONES my one and only Ex looked like, or what he did. Leading it to an awful serendipity accident of hiring him in the same literary agency I work at. And assigning him under ME.

Oh what a horrific day it was!

But life have some other ideas, as if it didn't had fun with me today around, and throwed bitter lemons at my face. This morning I got an unannounced call of my very own fucking bitchy younger sister. Theadora. Who is the family pride. Who got the best job in the world, in GOOGLE. She studied at HARVARD. And is now getting MARRIED to the love of her life.
What a side charector I am of my own life where mother bombards me with her curses every morning, my aunty Isabella declared I am good for nothing and wonders why I am the eldest one. And well my dad just doesn't seem to show interest in whatever is happening in my life because it is obviously very unimportant.

“Exactly. You are better than Mateo. He was shit. He still is. Now let’s move your ass and start packing. We are flying tomorrow.” I Bombed another news at him. with a smile.

“WHAT!” Poor soul. I felt the same way today. When they told me to bring my boyfriend, Mateo Jones. The only thing I had in my life to flex around was HIM. But how could I tell, that he DUMPED me. 

Family drama…here we come!

I swung the door open just to greet my eye with Mateo. With that expression less face of his. Blocking my way, he acted all smart. “Hello there Lilia”

No way this jerk heard us speak shit inside….right… I looked at him, as he stood there still, without cross-questioning me or rubbing any sarcastic salt on poor Jake. Which means, everything is good. Thank god. I sighed.

“I have kept the query letters asid for you. Check them out.” He ordered. Making me wonder who the boss is here. Me or him. but again, that’s his way, and as long as he didn’t hear a shit, I am not going to ruin my mood further by passing taunts or shit around.

My legs couldn't stand there any longer, so I decided to walk past him after making my business done-  “Jake, I need 2 weeks off.”
WHAT? WAIT? 2 WEEKS?

I stopped there right away. 2 weeks for what? Did he have a girlfriend? Did he finally find someone compatible enough for him?
His week off request should have not bothered me much or at all, after telling him to get out of this job and my sight yesterday in the car. But fuck. Thoughts churned up in my head as my heart sank deeper with  I can't exactly place what, but it was more like fucking grief.