Fiore Valley Apartments

Update 2

            I wanted to speak, but it felt like someone locked my mouth.Standing still, I was deciding on whether I was awake or was I having a nightmare...No...I was awake. Wide awake. My keys suddenly dropped from my hand. It made a harsh noise on the wooden floor awakening Monty from his deep sleep. He started barking really loud showing his annoyance. Suddenly, I just yelled, "Monty!" and he stopped. Thanks to the keys. If it wasn't for its unmelodious sound, I might as well have lost my reaction capability. I was sweating to death. My shirt was sodden. I needed to change. I started walking towards my kitchen after I closed the door. I opened the fridge and took out a bag of ice. The bathroom door was half closed. I went in and started filling my tub. After it was full, I emptied my bag of ice in it. I felt like my head needed a massage. But I was a lonely dude. I just smashed my head in the cold water. I kept putting it in and out. Took another shower and I collapsed on my bed.

             I woke up with a sudden ring on my cell phone. My head was kind of hurting. But, I had work. Though, it was Friday. I needed to go and have a meeting with our General Director, Mr. Williams. I liked this old chap. Very jolly. He's probably 59, but he acted younger than me. It was a phone call from him.

                                "Wassup ma homie?" said Mr. Williams.

                                "Seriously, Mr. Williams!" I laughed out really loud. At least this folk made my days.

                                "How many times I gotta say it's Willy, Siddy. That's what the babes back in high                                                 school used to call me by. Don't tell aunt though. She thought she's the only one I                                           was dating back then you know," he started laughing again.

                                "Man. You're such a cheater," I couldn't hold my laugh.

                                "Ah boy, get yourself a chica bonita," said he.

                                "Sorry. I didn't find a valid one yet," I slowed down and was getting up.

                                "Don't worry my boy. You're far more handsome than me. But I'm sorry. You probably                                     will get a chica less cuter than your aunt. Cuz she's the prettiest! Haha," he laughed                                       out again.

                                "I love you, man. You just give me that family flavor when I'm far away from my family.                                   I'm coming asap to have this meeting. I'm sad I'd leave you for awhile," I said.

                                "Hey first, we ARE family. Second, I'd have to join you on your project after about 4                                           months anyways. Your dad is solely dependent on me for his American work. Copy                                         capitan?" he was probably sipping coffee when he said this to me.

                               "Aighty. Aighty. I'm comin'. Bye, Romeo," I laughed.

                               "You know who has the babes. Peace," he laughed back.

                               "INTOLERABLE," I smiled and hung up.

            NYC subways are amazing. I loved them. Not the smell though. I took the F train to midtown where my office was. I never drove my Rolls Royce to my office. You might ask me if I hated being rich, why did I have a Rolly. Well when we're talking about cars, I didn't care about any policies. IT EQUALED TO MY LIFE. I was office by 10:30 A.M. that day. And I was out by about 5:00 P.M. If you ask me, if I was the Vice President, why I needed to work so much. Because work was my life. The assistant girl asked me on whether I would like to join her for a coffee. I saw her with another of my business partner the other day. I knew these gold diggers pretty well. I had seen them all my life. They're actually the ones who "liked" me after knowing who I was. So basically I've kept a distance from them. I didn't need one of them. I needed someone who can see a million dollar stacked in her closet, yet she will ignore that and look for her pack of Jr. Mints which she will share with me. For your information, I was peculiar, but I had a side that's likable. So, I ditched the offer and carried on. I had a flight to catch.

            Before going home that day, I quickly got myself a cup of coffee from the coffee shop in front of my house. I had to pack real quick. So I entered and packed. Then I was looking in my passport and tickets and bam! I forgot about my staying place! I quickly took my laptop and started looking through results of apartments in Palm Springs. It gave me a couple of nice results. Though, there is this one result I liked the most. It was showing, "Fiore Valley Apartments". Its name was not why it's special. It was the garden. It said on the page that, "...Apart from having beautiful apartments, and a swimming pool, gym, BBQ place and a laundry, we have a beautiful garden of flowers of different international varieties, surrounded by different types of trees." Nature. Meant they had my obsession. Meant they had my money. It didn't take me more than 15 minutes to get an apartment there. My account section took care of that. After that was settled, I thought I should take a shower before I leave.

            The bathroom door was closed, as I left it like last night. I turned the lights on. The moment I am about to fill my tub, I got the biggest illogical 360 Volt electric shock in my life. The tub was dry. Not a nanodrop of water. But there were a ton of ice cubes filled in it. And the biggest shock was that the cubes weren't even melting. As if someone had make some replicas of ice cubes and threw them all in. I touched them and they felt like regular ice. But they didn't give a single touch of water in my fingers. Something has happened to my life. I can't. I have to leave. But...