Just a Babysitter (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 03| Stained with Issues

Chapter Three: Stained with Issues
Abigail's Pov...
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Shutting my laptop, I look around and see the final group of potential business investors walk out the door as my boss gives them all a thank you handshake. At this exact moment I want to hide underneath this table or maybe just go home and hide under my bed sheets.

"Hey," I look up and see Alexa giving me warm smile. "Everything will be fine."

I stood up and gathered my file folders, I am done with this."They clearly did not seem interested in what our company had to offer, what I had to say," I stated.

We stood frozen as our boss stared down at us, she gave us a warm smile before thanking us and walking out of the meeting room without a second glance. I follow Alexa out as we walked to our cubicles with a defeated expression.

The meeting had been a messy round of doubts coming from the potential investors and questions about the intento Jessica had. My presentation seemed solid as I announced all the great ideas Ms Carls' small company had to offer them if they decided to contribute. It didn't work. And now the company will have to come up with a different approach or all the money that Carls invested into owning her own fashion company will go downhill.

"Abigail," Alexa asks as she pushes me further into my cubicle. She has a mischievous smile as she hands me a manila folder. "Greg from the fabric department gave me copies of the upcoming summer line. The first couple of pages are the bathing suits and dresses."

I glanced at the suits, nodding whenever a particular design captured my attention. The summer dresses were really something else, colors popping and the flow of the dresses was immaculate. As I scan the copies, it hits that Alexa works in the money management department with me. "Alexa, you know you're not allowed to have these, right?" I asked in disbelief.

She groaned as she took a seat next to me. She grabbed a raged notepad, pushing it towards me to look inside. Imagine the face of shock as I flipped to the first couple of pages, my colleague who I thought counted money actually sketched clothes. Not only does she sketch out clothes but she does it beautifully. I compare the copies to her own designs, she would make an amazing addition to the fashion crew two floors up.

"I've known you for so long and never realized you designed clothes. Why did you apply for the money management team?" I asked, amazed at what she had shown me.

"I applied to so many companies, went to many interviews, and none of them took me in because they were fulfilled in the fashion area. It leads me to apply for money management. I'm really happy that at least this company took me in but I just wish it would have been for the department I'm comfortable with." Alexa had this hurt expression as she continued on. "Now, I'm sucking it up and doing what I am hired to do."

"Managing money isn't what you love doing," I whispered to make sure the other colleagues around don't overhear us. "You should show these to Ms. Carls, you would light up the fashion department immensely."

Alexa rolled her eyes, she took her notepad and the copies. "Doing what I love will not buy me the apartment that I live in. Neither will it buy me food or any necessity that I need, Abigail. Anyways, I know my time to shine will happen soon, don't fret about it. I learned to just go with the flow," Alexa explained with such ease.

Although two years younger than I am Alexa is more realistic than I am. She is speaking the truth and now that I know of her passion I am determined to help her out in whatever way I can. She and I have been working together for six years and has been the best of friends. I can confide her with any sort of problems and be given back a solution. Alexa has been there for me when I most needed company, she was the first person I told about the speculations I had of my husband having an affair. She helped me find a solution that I was comfortable with and now I'm happy with the result.