"Kat, do you want anything from Starbucks?" Julie asks from behind my office door, I look away from my computer to send her a thankful smile.
"No, I'm good, thanks." I tell her and she nods, smiling at me as she leaves my office. I let out a small breath when I turn back to my computer screen.
Dyslexia. A learning disorder characterized by difficulty reading. Can't be cured, but treatment may help. Chronic: can last for years or be lifelong.
I had spent most of my morning looking up the disorder, I had knew what it was but I just didn't want to doubt myself. I didn't exactly know how to react to all of what Ben had told me this morning.
Why didn't Ashton tell me he had dyslexia? It seems like something you'd tell someone when your in a committed relationship. Atleast, that's how I saw it. Did he not want me to think less of him? That I wouldn't love him because of a disorder he has? If that's the case, then he really doesn't know me at all.
And it could be possible he doesn't, since it seems like I barely know him. He told me he never cared for schooling so I'd assumed he'd dropped out of college right in the start but turns out that wasn't the case at all - he'd dropped out of high school.
Again, I feel like that's something you'd share with your girlfriend - it's not like I'd be ashamed of him but it gives me some type of key to see how he was before he met me, before we were us.
I just don't understand why he had to keep his past, his dyslexia a secret from me... I think I'm more hurt than anything. Did he not trust me knowing those things about him? I trusted him, he knew too much about me as it is. And now I find out that I really don't know much about him at all.
But I was trying my best to keep my head leveled. I couldn't freak out because we don't need to have a fight over this, it's minuscule. But I also could only freak out at this news - news he's never told me nor brought up. He never once made it out to seem like he had a bit of a troubled past, he always told me positive things about him and his time at home. So why wouldn't I get a little upset at this?
It's not even the fact that he's dyslexic or that he dropped out of high school, it's the fact that he's been telling me what may be lies about his life - about himself. He's made me believe he had it so great when in reality, he isn't as perfect as he painted himself to be.
Of course I'm going to have to bring it up, I have to. But when? Do I wait for his friend to leave or do I do it as soon as I get home? Was it worth it? Should I even bring it up? Yes. I should. I'm his girlfriend and I have the right to know... Atleast that's what I'll be telling myself every time I start to doubt myself.
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Time was passing much faster than I'd anticipated, my lunch as well. An hour had never felt so short.
So now, I only had an hour and a half left, leaving me just enough time to finish this weeks post blog.
My phone quietly plays a song from my 'work' playlist as I continually edit, rewrite and post my work, my fingers aching slightly. Working on a computer all day seems like an easy job but don't get it twisted, my back and fingers kill me to no end - plus my eyes water starring at the screen from time to time.
"Hey, Kat, you have a minute?" Nathan's voice carries into my office, causing me to turn to him. He's standing by the door with a folder in his hands. Great, more work.
"Sure, what's up?" I ask, I turn away from my computer, watching him walk more into my office, a giddy smile on his face. He takes a seat in front of me.
"I have great news." He says and I can't help but smile. Nathan just had that type of energy, he was always surrounded by an orb of positivity and I only hoped it rubbed off on me.
"What is it?" I ask, hopefully not too eagerly.
He doesn't say anything, instead he places the folder directly in front of me, flat on my desk. I look at him nervously, he only smiles at me nodding his head towards the folder. He wants me to open it.
I take the folder in my hands, opening it slowly - too slowly but I do it with caution. Please let this not be a sick joke and it's actually him firing me. I'd probably die.
My eyes skim the words on the paper, they widen when they land on keywords.
Promotion.
Head blog designer.
Two day seminar in Hawaii.
Hawaii?!
"Are you serious? Or is this a joke? Please tell me this isn't a joke." I tell him, shutting the folder. This can't be real, can it?
"You've earned it Kat, HQ really loves your work and so do I. You've completely earned it." He says with a genuine smile and I squeal into my hands.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I exclaim, practically jumping over my desk to hug Nathan. I couldn't be more grateful for him.
Nathan laughs, wrapping his arms around me. I'm going to be head fucking designer? No way.
"Oh my god, this is.... I can't believe... When do I leave?" I stutter excitedly, releasing Nathan from the hug. He chuckles, pointing at the folder.
"Everything you need to know is in there, if you read it." He says, a slight smirk on his lips.
I let out a breathy laugh, clutching the folder to my chest.
"I swear, every time you walk into my office something good always happens to me. Your probably my guardian angel." I joke, although I wouldn't doubt if he was a literal angel because I would be nowhere if it wasn't for him believing in me.
Nathan chuckles, waving his hand dismissively at me. "Oh stop, this is all you, I'm just the messenger." I let out a small sigh, smiling at him.
"Thank you, honestly." I tell him for the hundredth time.
He shakes his head at me as he stands up, a smile on his face. "Get out of here, your done for the day." He says, walking towards the door.
"Wait what?" I ask, confused.
His hand is on the doorknob when he turns around to face me, a smile on his face.
"I'm letting you go home early, go celebrate. You start as head designer tomorrow morning." He says and leaves my room.
It only takes me two milliseconds to gather my stuff and walk out my office, a large grin on my face.
I don't bother to respond to my two juvenile coworkers who snicker about Nathan and I having a 'quickie' in my office.
I was too happy to care.
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