Your Life is Possibly A Lie

Chapter 3 Friday -Saturday Night

After lunch I decided to take the rest of my evening off. I returned to my firm to get my files so I could finish the write up of my reports. When I arrived I asked my assistant Tanya to get my files prepared by the time I got back downstairs. I decided to stop by Stacey's office because knowing her if I left early and not check, by tomorrow she would say "Mam, you weren't there you left before I could talk to you."

I opened her office door without knocking. Why? Because its my building.
"What the f......!" I trailed off in disgust, horror and disbelief. Her client Mr. Jonas had his hand up her skirt and Stacey's head was thrown back as if she was enjoying it and as soon as she heard me about to curse Stacey said "Omg Stop Aaron my boss is----"
"Here!" announcing my presence; my temper was always easily spiked when it concerned my company, so I took a few deep breaths while Aaron wiped off his hands and Stacey adjusted her boobs back in her push up bra.
I opened my mouth to ask what was going on before I fired her. Yet it was very clear. No one should be having sex---- in my place of business.
She stopped me saying "Ms. Routaliné let me explain please before you jump to any conclusions." That made me even more mad.
I looked at Aaron and asked him to leave Stacey's office, go to the front desk and ask for directions to my office. I closed the door behind him and I began:
"Explain Stacey? What is there to explain? I don't jump to conclusions as fast as you jump on a man's dick!" I eyed her while she looked at me in disbelief, but i was sure it wasn't the first time someone could have told her about her behaviour in the workplace.
"I am sorry Miss I really need the job" I hardly made out understood between sobs.
"Why didn't you think of that?"
"I-----"
"You're finished for the evening. Human Resources will call you after your contract is revised & this incident is written up. The two options here are either probation or being fired." I said as professionally as possible stared at her for a few seconds and exited the room. And turned right and proceeded up the stairs to my office, I had to speak to Mr. Jonas. I opened my door as discreetly as possible watching Aaron wipe beads of sweat off his forehead.
I began "Mr. Jonas I know this is not how you expected your session to end but I'm afraid I have to put this on record about what happened in Ms. Stacey's office because its a violation of the code of conduct."

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I got in my apartment that I was sharing with my sister Ashley and put the keys in the bowl next to the mail's plate on the side table as I came in the door.
Hollering: "Jen is that you?" And that would be my overprotective sister. :)
"Yesssss Ash the whole floor doesn't need to know" I announced my presence from the door. I stepped out of my pumps and a jolt of pain from cramping up of my foot was what I experienced.
"Ash it hurts again, where is the numbing lotion for my feet?"
"Why do you find it so hard to wear heels? They are god's beautiful creation Jen" she asserted while popping her head around the corner to look at me.
"No its not!" With the straightest face I could muster up while my feet cramped up. "Now bring the lotion please" I whined in pain. Her head popped back around the corner and I heard her open the cabinet cupboard.
*Creeks*
I really need to oil that for the longest time.
She came back in one of her overly huge T-shirts which she calls her hangiees-- not that she was fat, but it was that my sister believed buying clothes to wear in the house was irrelevant when she could just go in the men's section in the department store and buy XL shirts. And in the end I ended up doing the same but using buttoned down plaid shirts. She brought it and I rubbed my feet and put on my house shoes with the soft fur in the soles. "Thank you Ash." She nodded in acknowledgment and walked back to which room she came from out of my view.
I made it too my room and took off my working clothes. "Finally out of them" I muttered to myself under my breath and prepared myself & walked to the bathroom in there to prepare the tub to soak in and just relax myself.

After my bath I creamed, applied my deodorant, put on my pale blue and white hangiee and undergarments, I made my way to Ashley's room down the corridor. I knocked waited a few seconds and entered when I heard her say "Come in!"
"Hey! Sorry to interrupt, but I'm gonna warm up the easter dinner leftovers to eat would you like some or... takeout?" I questioned.
"The leftovers please?"
"Alright I'll call you when its finished." And with that I stepped back while closing the door and turn to go warm up the food for us. As I passed the stereo I decided to turn on the radio to dance or sing along while putting the food in the toaster oven but then during the commercials I sat down thinking about how to ask Ashley about Sunday.
The food finished at about 7:30pm and Ashely came out of her room right in time for it and she set the table meanwhile I served the food out of the very hot plate. We had chicken pot pie and steamed veggies on the side with a few slices of boiled sweet potato. We sat down to eat and I watched her take a few bites before I started.
"Ashley... I think Jason messaged me earlier this week."
"You better not be falling for his lies again!" she said getting upset.
"Ash what really happened between you too all those years ago? Because you only told me y'all became friends and Skyped regularly." I asked because I was still confused why she got upset at the mention of his name every time since.
"Jenny can we speak about this after dinner its not exactly a topic to discuss while eating."
Hmmm "Alright." Which made my mind spin with possibilities. I turned on the TV and we watched CSI Miami till about quarter to 9. Soon after we got up and washed the dishes as usual like couples do together but in a comfortable silence but it seems like she wasn't.
"Living room floor session?" Ashley said nervously. I nodded. Our living room sessions were when we spent time actually talking about how one of our lives were going, while lying down on 3 bed comforters, one on top the other and staring up at the ceiling and occasionally looking at each other. We made our way there one behind the other and lied down next to each other.
"Back when you went on your AP Geography Tour to Jamaica in the easter and Jason couldn't contact you he was coming here and talking to me and we had like a few to many moments when he kissed me and on the day you were to come back---"
I cut her off.
"So you just decided not to tell me this back then? You just thought it wasn't relevant?" I said so flustered that I started to feel angry that he basically dated my best friend after he kissed me at the airport.. wait did she even know that? Did he tell her?
"Well I didn't think so because he said not to...I mean...your my sister in all but---"
"But what? YOU ARE MY SISTER!" turning her and sitting up straight.
"I am very sorry Jen," while trying to rest her hand on my shoulder. And of course I brushed off her hand, getting up abruptly and marching off to my room.
*door slams*

I took out my laptop out of my Michael Kors bag and went on The Routaline Helping Co. Server and checked all the appointments my girls had next week. The Routalines' firms all consists of The Donisha Harding Clinic's for the mentally unstable, the sessions on the top five floors with the girls who are psychiatrists, and the daycares. I am the CEO and current owner of the entire company which I inherited from my mother who started the company on my 21st birthday. The entire company is situated in five different countries, so I have to fly to each one occasionally on the company jet.
After checking the schedule I took up my tablet and started reading one of the most interesting books I've ever read before, Imperfection. It just hit me, my sister didn't follow me as usually and humbugged my soul. I rushed out into the living room and found her laying unconscious on the comforter. I dashed to the phone and dialed 911.
Frantically I said "Hello! Hello! I need help my sister is laying on the floor unconscious and I can't seem to wake her"
"OPERATOR: What is your name and where do you live miss?"
" My name is Jennifer Routaline and I live on 97th and Amber Street at Marriots in their 3rd penthouse. Please hurry!"
Soon after the ambulance came and took her away and I sat in the Ambulance the back holding my sister's hand.

I spent the rest of my Friday night and Saturday morning in the George Nelson Hospital, which was the best and most expensive in the country... Of course the best for my sister. When my sister's eyes finally fluttered open I stood up so she could see my face. I started "I'm so so sorry Ashley for shouting at you last night---" The nurse came in interrupting the long speech I was about to give my sister that I sat there preparing all night for when she waked up.
"You didn't come and say she woke up miss." She said glaring at me. I could swear that bitch has a problem with me. I gave her a smile and said I was sorry just to double check. She then proceeded to check my sister's vitals, informed us she would go call our doctor and left.

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My sister was released from the hospital after about 5pm and the hospital called a taxi for us. After settling in and making sure my sister took her pills at 6pm I cooked food for us while watching the news and a few TV shows I rembered I was to meet Jason at 4:30. But my sister's health came first.

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Hey guys I finally got that chapter out the way and I know its long and I had help with it from my friends. Sorry for editing the other chapters a few days ago. It was just I realised I needed to put the days or it would be confusing.
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