Denial & Desire [ #Wattys2017 ]

Chapter 8: Tripping

Note: I really enjoyed writing this chapter hope you guys would enjoy reading it also.

The following morning, I was off to work. I did not plan to allow my standard of dress to decline. So today I wore a burgundy fitted armless dress that flaunted my curves and placed them on a high pedestal. My previous pair of stilettos from yesterday and a pair of gold earrings my mom gave me completed the look. I allowed my hair to drape around my facial structure and did a simple lip gloss and mascara.

Today was another day at Clark Cater and Co. I decided to avoid Che the entire morning so that when I do see him all my thoughts would have been in order. However, for this to happen, I had to do my research. Clare instructed me to make photocopies for the board of directors meeting that was schedule for later this evening. She irritated me, her beauty had not match her personality. She reminded me of Hephie and the thought of having to deal with two Hephie's made me nauseous. I was concentrating on making the copies because it was so tedious. What do you do in a board of director's meeting anyway to need this much copies? I was relieved that I was on my last set of copies when I heard a footstep clacking against the marble floor.

"Hey Sugar." Melissa called out to me.

She was as eclectic as ever. She had her own style and a quirky attitude and I'm glad we clicked from day one. Yesterday she wore eye popping polka dots but today a purple and green outfit that stood out tremendously.

"Hey Mel, how are you?" I asked

"Terrible Hun, I have a wedgie that seems to be grating away at my but cheeks! The little that I do have." She complained.

She looked left then right followed by a 360 turn before she swiftly pulled her underwear out of her butt. Her face relaxed as she flaunted a couple of steps to express her relief.

"Free at last, Free at last. Thank God, I am free at last." She preached while walking to lean on the counter.

I laughed and followed her steps by also leaning on the counter.

"hey Mel, what do you know about the company's president?" I said.

"The company's president? That's an unexpected question." She stated

She turned curious within a minute and I knew I had to give a logical reason for her to gossip on the company's president.

"I'm thinking about doing a feature on him for my midterm project." I lied but she shook her head and agreed to speak.

"OK then Let's see. Well when it comes to work Mr. Carter is very dedicated he does stuff with precision. He's a workaholic though. He reaches to work before the doors open and leaves after they are close." she stated

This information was fine but I wanted to find out more about his personal life his relationship with his son. Che didn't seem to jolly with his dad yesterday and I can't have kept but wonder why.

"So, what about his life apart from work?" I injected slightly

"Oh, you mean his personal life? I'm not too sure Mr. cater is a private man little is known about him beyond the company's doors."

I was even more intrigued by the words that Mel uttered.

"I can say however that it's just him and his wife Mrs. Carlene Cater. She's a pretentious son of a bitch." She stated. "When the company opened 25 years ago my mom was one of the original workers here and I overheard stories about her. But that was news heard by the ears of a child, I didn't know if I heard right."

"OH." Was all I managed to whisper before Clare came bursting through the doors of the office.

"Intern it's time for lunch!" She said with her face twisted more than a serious game of twister.