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"Since you're a full time student and you have your own job at the restaurant that you need to pay off your needs, I will give you this opportunity to work from home."
"From home?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yes. As an internship until you finish your classes and be an actual writer on the magazine." He explained. "I'm only doing this because your father meant so much to me." He reminded me. "I don't usually do that."
"Thank you so much." I thanked him, meaning it. I was so happy and I didn't know how to show it to him and thank him enough for it. "But how am I going to work from home and at the same time have an internship?"
"I will explain everything." He giggled. "All I need you to know is to write articles that interest people that reads it, write about love, about life...make it personal if you want to."
"Quotes?" I added.
"Basically but more in a text, an article form. Something that will be put in the magazine to being a possible vibe to the reader. Or a negative one, depends on what you're talking about. It's like a journal for you write about whatever interest you." He shrugged. "All I am expecting is to talk about feelings that are current nowadays."
I nodded and waited for him to continue. I was so excited for what's coming next. This was a dream come true for me.
"And since this is so easy to do, I am going to expect your work once every week. And because you have classes, I will let you write them from home and when you finish it, you can come to give it to me to pass by it again and tell you if it could be published or not." He explained.
Leaving this place, I felt successful even if I didn't do anything yet. I felt like I accomplished something of my goals, of my dreams that I pushed away and thought that it would never happen. I texted Rita that I was finished and she told me that she's sitting in the coffee shop in front of the magazine. I went to meet her and huffed and how high my heels were. I sat down and took them off under the table.
"I don't know how do you do it, walking all day with high heels." I groaned at how squeezed my toes were.
"Talents!" She flipped her hair. "Tell me how was it?"
"It went great." I smiled. "I got an internship and will work from home. And good news, I won't be leaving the restaurant." I said and she gasped and clapped loud enough to grab a couple of people's eyes but I didn't care. I decided to go home to change and Rita told me that she needs to rest a little bit too because she woke up early and that she needed to nap before work so I walked home in this cold weather and when I arrived in front of the building the sun was already down. I hate this weather.
Turning to take the steps to get in the building, I saw a dark silhouette sitting on the stairs, in the cold, hugging itself and when I took a few steps closer, it looked up.
Right when I look in his eyes, I recognized him. It was Anthony.
I looked at him, insure of what to do but my anger built up when my eyes met his. He got up as his eyes scanned me from head to toe. All I wanted to do was push him aside and walk to my apartment. It's been a week but for me it's been so much longer than that, it felt so much longer.
"Where were you?" He harshly asked. I raised my eyebrows. So he can disappear all he wants, come back and be mad too?
I crossed my arms. "That is none of your business." I said and stepped closer to walk pass him but he stepped in front of me.
"Were you with him?" He looked straight into my eyes and I could see how angry he was at me from the way his jaw clenched and his eyes widen, waiting for a respond.
"With who?" I confusedly asked.
"The asshole in your class?" His voice raised along with my adrenaline. He has no right being mad at me when I am supposed to be mad at him. From what he was saying, I could understand that he was talking about Dylan because he is the only guy I know in my classes.
"Are you normal?" I giggled even though my blood was boiling inside of me. I was so angry and I never thought I was going to feel that way. I thought I moved on and that he didn't matter to me but when he showed up, he reminded me of how angry I was at him and seeing him angry made me even angrier at him.
"Were you with him? Yes or no, Rose?" He said through his clenched teeth. The coldness of the night caused our mouth to let out perfect shapes of smoke because of how warm his mouth were. I looked down from his eyes to calm down just a little bit. I wanted to yell at him and tell him to leave me alone and that leaving me behind and only coming back when he wants me is not acceptable. But I didn't.
"Why does it matter anyways?" I smiled, my heart was racing and my hands were shaking. "It didn't seem like you cared the passed week."
"Rose—" his tone was full of warning as if he was talking to a little kid so I cut his parole.
"No, Anthony. I'm not a shoe. I'm not going to wait for you until you come back to me because you're disappearing and appearing without even telling me where you go, leaving me behind, worried sick about what could have happened to you!" I yelled. "I'm not going to wait for you anymore. I'm not going to wait until it's convenient for you to talk to me. I'm not a stand."
"You don't understand anything." He shook his head and looked away. He was making me angrier by acting like he's the victim when he's the one that is treating me like I'm no one. All the worries that I lived the last couple of days turned to anger.
"Because you're not letting me." I screamed. He looked at me sadly, not knowing what to say. I could tell that there is a secret behind all of this and I hated it. I let him in and revealed all my secrets without holding anything back and he can't even trust me with one secret. "You're not letting me understand anything. You just disappear and I sit and wait for you to come back."
"I don't leave because I want to leave." He shook his head. Compared the anger that I was in, he was so calm. "I have to." He nodded, looking away and breathed out more smoke.
"Why?"
"I can't tell you!" He raised his voice and looked straight into my eyes which made me angry again.
"Why not!" I yelled. "Fine, tell me why don't you answer any of my calls or texts." I gave him another chance. And he just shook his head and looked away. I scoffed and walked passed him. I felt like my body was so heavy and my heart was hurting. I wanted to cry but I held myself back. When I thought that I was out of his sight, he called my name.
"Rose!" His voice was so soft and so broken but I decided to not let it affect me. I sniffed then turned to face him, waiting for him to say anything, hoping and praying that he won't leave me without fixing this problem but his silence broke me even more. He didn't say anything.
I shook my head and finally gave up fighting for this...whatever we have. I turned and walked up to my apartment. All I could do was sit down on my bed, starring at the wall and not moving at all. It's over.
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