September 28th

5. The day after

(Tasha^)

**Stephy**

"Okay so it's decided then, but where are we having breakfast is the question." Tasha asked  softly. The hangover from last night had all of us speaking in hushed tones. Refusing to have done half of what was asked of me I had it worse. Matinis are a no no from now onwards.

"There is a Mug and Bean down on your right" Carl whispered.

"AND THERE IS A STARBUCKS DOWN THIS WAY!!!" Svante screamed out. He was doing this on purpose screaming and making noise just to bug us even more because of the hangover. "ON YOUR LEFT!!" Tasha  smacked him continuously and Carl decided to hit him with my hand bag from the back seat but Svante only laughed.

Holding onto my acheing head I didn't have the energy to hit him, though I wish I did because he has been bugging us since this morning when he announced that his mother,Mrs De La Vaiga asked, no demanded, that we show up at the factory today, on a SATURDAY mind you, because she found a few "mistakes" with the production processes. The problems I gotta deal with.

We then decided to leave the breakfast,Svante having killed the mood, and go straight to the factory to find out what mistakes we had to deal with.

"Finally you get here," Brenda stood at the entrance waiting for us. Dressed elegantly in a grey dress she stood impatiently clicking her heels on the tiled floor. Brenda is Mrs. De La Vaiga's personal assistant, let's just say that sometimes she gets carried away.

"Do you people not know time? I said get here by 8 o'clock, it's now half past nine..do-" the clicking of her heels felt like someone kept hitting a nail on the head and it was giving me a headache. 

I so badly wanted to scream at her to shut up and quit clicking her heels, but she just kept going on and on about time and how early she had to get up just to be here on time.

"Brenda, hey Brenda where is mother?" Carl asked her slowly. She huffed then started walking away. We stepped into the office and she sat, not so calmly, on the chair. "She isn't coming. She had some other urgent work to attend to" She rolled her eyes.

"But she jotted down some notes about the designs and what she thinks of them. Then she blabbed on about the production processes and how slow it is...something about your workers not cutting the edges right or them getting long breaks. She thinks your workers are 'lazy and incompetent'" she did air quotes.

"So there, I have given you the instructions, the files and everything you need to sort this mess out, I'm leaving. Your mother got me running another errand for her, so excuse me" she grabbed her things and pushed pass us to leave.

I huffed out a breath and decided to sit. Tasha announced she is going to get herself coffee and left the office, Carl followed her shortly. Knowing the talk that was going to take place left a little awkwardness in the air.

Svante cleared his throat and said, "Shall we begin?"

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*Tasha*

My emotions were all over the place. My need for coffee grew as I walked closer to the little kitchen in the factory. I needed caffeine in my system then maybe I would start thinking straight and the hangover might just go away, but the ache in my heart wasn't going to go away so easily, that much I knew.

Taking a sharp turn I entered into the kitchen and prepared the coffee machine. I opened the cupboards for supplies and then I heard footsteps. I immediately knew that it was him. He tried calling me the whole of last night but I didn't want to hear from him, he was the last person I wanted to talk to but yet my heart still paused when he said my name. "Tasha"

The betrayal was too much. Knowing that it was him, the same guy I gave my body and my heart to, the one I had almost given up everything for. I turned around to look it him, the blue eyes I had lost myself in were now hazel and filled with regret, the sandy blond hair that I had ran my hands through that night was now black and cut short. It was almost impossible to think that they were the same person.

"Tasha" he tried to touch me but I moved away. "Don't touch me Carlos. Or should I call you Eric?"

"Tasha I'm sorry"

"You are sorry? You fucking lied to me! You betrayed me!How could you do that?" I threw the coffee bean bag at him. "I trusted you!" He tried to touch me again but I slapped his hand away, he tried holding me I punched his arm but he still kept holding on to me. "I gave myself to you. I loved you" the last part came out as a whisper as my body gave out and I leaned into him. He held me tightly as I sobbed.

My breathing got back to normal and  I pushed him away from me. I looked for some paper towels to wipe my face but there weren't any. Carlos offered his handkerchief, I almost refused but I knew my face looked horrid so I took it.

"I wanted to rebel. For once in my life I wanted to go against the rules and do what I wanted. I was tired of listening to mother, tired of being the Golden Son and always having to hear mother tell Svante to be more like me. I wanted out, even if it was for just one day."

"Stop, Carlos stop I do not want to hear this-"

"No, please just listen. So I left home for a few days, dyed my hair blond and bought blue eye contacts. One day I headed out to meet a couple of my high school friends and they suggested we attend a college party one of the guys we knew was hosting. And that's where I met you." He stepped closer to me. He placed his hand on my face wiping away my extra tears. "I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you. You were charismatic, you had this air of freedom and fun around you. You were exactly what I needed."

"So you suduced me, took advantage of  me....I was just an escape route for you. A pass time for you from your ever so busy life." The tears started again. I needed to get away from him.

"Tasha I nee-" Stephy walked in. I took that opportunity and walked out. "Tasha!"

"I can't Stephy. I-I I'm ssorry" I ran out.

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Love is beautiful, betrayal is painful...

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Love; Lee