Ryan Gosling's Secretary

Chapter 15

  "Could you please.....take off this scarf from my eyes already?"I said restlessly. I dont know why he asked me to cover my eyes from the mansion to the place that we've reached. I felt his arms on my shoulders to lead me the way. "Shut up" He answered. "urgh, I hate this feeling. I feel uneasy." I frowned. 

   "There. Youre free to go." He untied the scarf. Oh thank goodness. I looked around and saw there's a waterfall, rocks all over, pine trees all around and the bird chirping. It was magnificently, breathtaking, fascinating views from here. Not to forget that we are now standing on the mountain. "Oh god, this is sooooo nice, Ryan." I told. He turned facing me and gave me the you-never-went-to-this-kind-of-place-bitch look. "Unbelievable. Liar" He spatted. I gasped. 

     Well I do understand his signal. Yes, I never been this kind of place. I came from a poor family. I do still remember how my family and I got kicked out from the house in London, the place where I was born. Thank god Uncle Matt helped us to find a new place eventhough its far from where we belonged. Its a small town well practically, a village in Canada. Thats the place that we could afford so far. Im not being so choosy about these things. Im just an ordinary girl. Got nothing to stand up for but Im still lucky to have a family who loved me. Things changed when Uncle Matt asked me to fly to New York. A city that never sleeps. 

    When I remembered my past, it makes me sick and sad. How I missed my parents. Tears fell down to my cheeks. I quickly swiped it before Ryan sees it. I just smiled at what he said to me. Its kinda heartbreaking but I dont care. "Do you want to tell me something? Just spit it out. Who knows I could help you."He persuaded. I didnt say anything. I cant say anything. Well my private life cant be tell to anyone right? "What do you mean by something?"I asked him.

   He furrowed his left eyebrows. "Tsk, Youre confusing. Do you know that? Whatever."He walked away. "Hey! Where are you going?!!!"I shouted. Ran to get him. I patted his back and he turned his body and pushed me. "AHH!.....Owww..My ankle!" I fell. "Help me you fucktard." I asked for his help. "Huh, Why should I? Youre not my girlfriend to help."He crossed his arms neared to his hard chest. "You pushed me Ryan. You must help me.....I cant get up. Ouch..."I placed my hands on my ankle. 

   "Ryan I think my ankle just sprained."I looked to my ankle and its swollen. I must've tripped over the stone when he pushed me. "So? Why do I care? Its none of my business"He said with egoistically. I frowned. "I need help! Im in pain Ryan. Pleaseeee!" well atleast I used the 'magic' word do I? "Nope, Im gonna wait you in the car. Be faster. I hate waiting"He popped out the 'p'. "Hey!....HEY!...You gonna leave me here all alone? I cant stand up!...Ryan!...Ryan!"I shouted. He didnt turn back to look at me. Not even a glance.

   Ughh I hate this. How could he pushed me? My heart was tearing and I have this urge to cry. I cried all heartedly. I was sobbing like a little kid who just got slapped by her father. The pain grew stronger. It hurts so much that I couldnt stand. I reached for the tree branch to support my weight. As I reached for the branch "CRACK" great its broken. I slumped back onto the ground and shrieked. Then I tried once again. Reaching for another branch. 

"CRACK" great its broken for twice. 

   I got no choice. So I crawled slowly without hurting my ankle. Halfway through to the car. Yes, you can do it, Flo! I looked at Ryan, sitting happily inside the car without helping me. I wonder is he always treats a girl with a cold treatment? I kept on crawling until I got reached the car door. I opened the door and crawled to the passenger sit. "Ah seems that you can manage of yourself."He said. I gave him the death-glared. He started the engines and left the place. 

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      "How am I going down Ryan?"I asked annoyedly. "I dont know. You help yourself."He said. I sighed as I touched my ankle. It feels numb but I still can feel the pain. "Here we are. Well have a nice day."He shut the door as he turned off the engines. Great. Such a jerk he is. First he pushed me until I sprinked my ankle. Second he didnt even say sorry. Third I dont think he feels guilty. Lastly He is not helping me at all. THANKS RYAN.