Fearless

Chapter 3

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I woke up at 8:00am from my alarm. I quickly turned it off before Darius got annoyed. He was laying beside me.

He wakes up later than me on work days since he doesn't have to leave until 10:15 to get to work for 10:30.

Since he got a promotion, his work hours decreased. But I still work my 9-5 at a retail company.

I had the interviews today, which I was glad they allowed me to take over because they hire the worst, laziest people sometimes.

I got showered and dressed in my black work blouse and a pair of fitted black jeans.

I applied make up to my bruised eye and blended it in so it looked natural. It didn't look obvious but because I knew it was there I felt like I could see it.

My lip swelling had gone down completely. Thank God! I just put on some blistex, grabbed my phone and my handbag.

"Babe?" I whispered lightly tapping Darius.

"Hm?" He said sleepily.

"I'm going to work now so I'll see you later, okay?"

"Aight" he looked up at me with one eye open. "Gimme kiss"

I pecked his lips and started to head out the room.

"Take that greasy shit off your lips, kissing me with that" he called after me smacking his lips

Making my way downstairs I wiped off some of my blistex on the back of my hand.

I grabbed my keys out of the key bowl and went to my car. After turning on the heat, I pulled of and drove to work.

~11:30am

I had completed 3 interview sessions so far and my lunch break was due in half an hour.

I've seen only one person that has been put in the top 3 to get hired. She had the best references so far.

*Knock Knock*

"Come in" I called out to whoever knocked.

My co-worker aka my best friend, Amber, opened the door and stuck her head around the door.

"Hey girl, your 11:35 appointment just called in to cancel so I guess you can join me for early lunch?"

"Oh okay, sure let's go" I said starting to pack up the papers I had out.

~11:50am

"So how has it been going? Seen anybody worth hiring?" Amber asked me after the waiter walked off with our orders.

"Yeah, this one girl named Tyla. She had good references from previous jobs and whatever." I said sipping my lemonade.

"Oh okay, but we have too many girls already. It's too much, can't we get a man" she joked

"Amber, your place of work is not turning into a social club for singles" I laughed. "You're not supposed to mix work with pleasure"

"Easy for you to say Miss.2-year-relationship." She said rolling her eyes

"Yeah" I sighed coming close to tears at the thought of my 'relationship'.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Amber asked noticing my mood change.

"Huh, oh nothing" I said quickly.

"Come on you can te-"

"Okay, one steakhouse burger no tomato with fries and one chicken mayo baguette with ranch on the side" the waitress interrupted placing our food on the table.