Torn Between Reality - Zerrie (Completed)

Contracts, Reviews & Long Night's. Chapter 23

Zayn's P.O.V.

My eyes stared into the screen of my computer, re-reading through the first part of my work. I lay my head back, closing my eyes and sighing.

The annoying buzzing of my phone made me lift my head. Groaning, I answered it. "Hello."

"Hey there, Zayn," Waliyha said.

"I'm kind of busy right now. You need anything?" I asked.

"No, just calling to see how you've been," she said.

"Stressed with work," I admitted.

"Ah. Well, it's okay, big brother. Things will work themselves out. I guess I'll let you get back to work. Call me when you're available!" she said, excited.

"Thanks, Wali. And I will, bye." When I hung up I looked back at the screen.

I was writing up a contract for this house I was fixing up. My team had found an abandoned home and we got to work. I pulled a picture of the broken down house from my pile of blueprints and scanned it.

The house looked bad; neglected. Like someone just left it. There were two cats found lifeless on the inside. Someone had abandoned them, along with the house. The family didn't pay the mortgage, either, they just left.

I was going to fix it up in within a week and a half, and a family was set to take a look. I wasn't worried about it, though, because if they took the house, they took it - if not, then it would be too bad, but I'd have other chances.

I stood from my chair, clearing my throat as I walked to answer the ringing phone. "Malik speaking," I said.

"Zayn, it's Harry!" Harry replied excitedly.

"What's up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and looking at the time. 7:53 PM.

"The review is up now - I think you might want to take a look at it!"

My heart bead sped up and my hands began to sweat. "I'm on it!" I hung up and ran to the computer, running another tab and searching in the review.

Not too long later I found it, reading the entry: "A New Taster's Delight."

Article 104:
"A few nights ago I ate at this restaurant. The service was outstanding - the food, even better. The whole night went well, I watched the waiters do their job professionally. The inside is spotless, clean and tidy. Everything fit well. However, I could say, the tables didn't quite fit with the restaurants floors. But other than that small flaw, the restaurant's quality was very good. The food tasted like it should be in a higher up restaurant. I've decided to grant this one place a five star."  

The article continued but my mouth hung open, my eyes widened, my heart racing. Every feel, every emotion was flooding me at once. A five star!

That was some of the best news I'd ever received, and I could only thank just one for this. God. If he wasn't beside me, none of this would be possible. I wouldn't have a wife, a son, a house, a life, a five-star restaurant and a real estate business.

                                                                ____1 Month Later____
                                                                        Narrator's P.O.V.