A Night To Taste

Chapter 23: Katerine

From the past three days I have been doing just three things- cry, faint and sleep. Maybe some fucking and a bunch of intrusive thoughts. But that doesn't count.

My head hurts from how much I have slept. Normal people would sleep for like eighteen hours or something in three days. Probably even less that this. And I? I slept for at least half of the time. That makes up to thirty six hours in three days.

Wooo. That's crazy. I need to limit myself. And that is why working in the company would help me. I thought about web-scraping. Dig out information about the CEO. But I am too lazy to do this. So I didn't. But Natalie did. And she told me that there is not even a single thing mentioned about the CEO... except for Mr. Sanchez. My ass.

The thing about this boss- well fuck him and his bossy attitude- is very, very suspicious. Most people try to popularize themselves even though they have a very small shop. And this motherfucker is keeping his whole life private after owning the no.1 company in the whole state. And judging by the rate of growing demand. It will have the top position in the country within no time.

Anyways. I don't want to get headaches thinking about him. Let's stop the topic here. My phone rings and I pick it up.

"Hhellllooo, honey. How is my daughter-in-law doing? All well? I am good her too. I miss you so much right now. Mmuaahh." A cheerful but loud voice comes from the other side. Damn her and her talk.

"Hello mum. I am all well, thank you. I missed you too." I say cheerfully. But she needs to stop calling me that.

I sigh. "Anndd.... Ms. Sanchez. How many times do I have to tell you that I am not your daughter-in-law. And you seriously need to stop making those loud kisses. You know what I mean- I know I love you much and you do too so you don't need to do that."

"I know honey. But then how will I listen to you being angry as usual. Unless you already are. Never mind. Is my baby having her enough dose of sleep? Or you sleep all day and feel tired after waking up? Is that so, honey?" She mocks me. Damn her. She knows about my love for sleep and never fails to bring out that subject.

Once she came over our house- Dad was not in town and we were alone- and I told her that I feel tired. Although I slept for the entire day. Since then, she can forget her name but can never forget about me being 'tired'.

"Enough mum!! I- I don't sleep that much." LIARRR.

She laughs. "Okay okay. But where are you right now? Are you doing something?" She sounds a little sad. I hate when she is sad. Even though I am not her real daughter. HELL I am not even her daughter-in-law. But still I always see a motherly figure in her. And she sees a daughter- or daughter-in-law, whatever she says. But that is what is keeping us close from the past eight years.

"I just bought some groceries and driving home. Nothing important. Say." True this time. I am really driving home after shopping for tonight's dinner.

She sighs. Did something bad happened? Is she okay?

"Mom? Are you okay? Do you need something? Shall I come over instead?" I will take the U-turn and go straight to her if she says.

"Nothing like that. I- I just needed to talk to you. That's all. You know I- I really miss you right now." I can tell that she is rubbing her fingers together anxiously with head bowed down. She is good at hiding emotions. That's what psychologists do. But nah-ah. She cannot do that with me. Even  if she wants to hide it from me. I will sniff her like a dog and won't stop until I find the bombshell. Okay. A bit too exaggerated but I will be by her side if things go south.

"Say, mum. Is it about him?" I swear if she is crying because of that motherfu- asshole, I am going to kill him.

The answer is instant. "N- no. Its nothing what you think. My son is all well and handsome as hell. He is out for some work regarding his job. You know he is a workaholic. And its not about him. I am just sad today." Duh. Even if she cries she will never ever forget to praise her own son.