Next morning:

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Ariana's pov
I woke up extremely early today unlike usual. Last night when I told Vivian I got the job she almost jumped off a cliff out of excitement, she almost made me smile but I forgot how to do that a very long time ago. I am already set for work, I put on something simpple, some pair of jeans, white collar T-shirt and a jacket with black heels, simple and nice.
I am having breakfast with Vivian and as usual she is giving me one of her numerous and might I add unwanted speech. "Try to be happy you can be let yourself go, smile,dance,live, love, travel stop living in the past girl you were hurt I know but still get over it I will be with you all the way stop being a sardist for shit sake, for twelve years, twelve damn years I haven't seen you smile" I have had enough of this I the this and she knows it yet she just can't shut her fucking trap up and its pissing me off "shut up vivi just suck it in I don't want your fucking motivational talk so fuck off. Why should I smile? Why should I pretend to be happy? Why won't you say that you don't know what I have fucking been through so just stop bitching at me, I mean what the fuck? I will smile when I have a reason to" I look at my watch, its seven thirty "I d' better get going before I say something worse to you" I picked up my purse and head for the door."good bye" I say and I leave.

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