Minimum wage maid

Picking Up The Pieces

It's been two weeks since the tragedy.
The first week I sat moping around
Wishing I could just lay in bed all day.
Just last week I was able to fake a smile, talk to people, work for more than an hour without breaking down into tears.

Mr. Marcus claims that threatening to tear down was just a prank but Mr. Parizio took precautions and whipped out a new contract stating that nothing can be done without his approval.

Mr. Marcus checked out the day after  Chris and I broke up to do some business in California leaving Chris to run the hotel.

I see Chris every once and a while but I never talk to him, it's probably not a good idea.

Even though things didn't work out with me and Chris Annie is having a pretty nice time with her new guy, Liam.
Ya, that super muscly and dreamy guy who all the maids gruel over, their together, and he asked her out.
Even though she's had slot of boyfriends and she always say that this one is better then the last I have a feeling this time it's for real.
He makes her laugh and she really likes him.

I moved out of Annie's apartment a few days I got my job back because I could afford an apartment, but mostly because I want to give her and Liam some privacy, no one likes a third wheel.
I moved into a different apartment that is much less then my old one and surprisingly a lot nicer.

Work is, fine. Mr. Parizio gave me my job back with no strings attached and a pay raise for the inconvenience of Mr. Marcus. The people are ok. I have gotten a lot of thank you's and apologies.
Annie was really the only person that stood by my side in lucky to have her.

It's has been really depressing though with Christmas Two days away there are a lot of couples and romantic timings that I really just can't handle.

Anyways today I'm suffering through me last day of work before Christmas, which I'm not exited for by the way, I'll be with Annie but I wish it was my family back in Nebraska or something even though I love her to death.

I finish up my work for the day and go home, everyone wishes me a merry Christmas and a happy holidays, I wish they would shut up about it already.
I'm such a grinch.

On my way out the man in front of me drops all his bags.

" oh sir let me help you" I say picking up the papers he held in his hand.

" oh no you don't have to- Selena?"

I look up and see Chris wide eyed and full of exitment.

" hey Chris" I hand him his Folders, deciding if I should make small talk or just walk away.
" you checking out?"

" ya, um my dad wants me to fly out to Paris and work for my uncle Tim to get a better understanding of the family company"

" wow! Paris... are you exited?"

" not at all actually, I kind of know what I want to do with my life but my dad has a different idea of what I should do"

" oh, well Paris is a fun place maybe you'll have some fun. How long will you be there?"

" two years"

" wow! That's a long time"

" yes it is, so I guess this is, goodbye"
He says staring at the ground.

" we already said goodbye" I laugh. I turn my back not giving him another thought, it's best to walk away without complicating things with emotion, what am I saying! I love emotion and romance and big sloppy emotion meltdowns, I used to love live but since it didn't work out for me and just ended up breaking my heart I decided to leave it behind.