"Ms Powell, do come in" the woman behind the desk says.
She is very beautiful with dark brown hair and a fringe, flawless skin, red plump lips and mesmerizing blue eyes. I'm quite taken aback by her appearance, she is very beautiful.
"Ms Powell? are you okay?" I snap out of my trance and nod vigorously at her and she seems satisfied with my response because right then she smiles and becomes even prettier.
"Am I not what you were expecting? you seem very startled" she says looking very concerned.
"Oh No" I say bringing my hand right onto my chest in an expression showing that I meant no offense.
"It's just that you are very beautiful, a pleasant sight to see" I say
"Oh thank you" she beams and I can tell she wasn't expecting that sort of remark from me, maybe I said too much so I decide to draw back a little.
The interview goes well and I leave to attend two more an hour further from our new place .On my way back I go and fetch my little girl from day care and we have our normal Monday routine of making dinner then watch her choice of a Disney movie before going to bed.
"Come back to me Rasy, I need you, I love you, you are my life, my love"
I wake up with a jolt, breathing heavily and my heart feeling like it's about to jump out of my chest. The voice in my dream echoes through my head and I feel like my head is going to explode. Memories and emotions I've buried in the deepest parts of my heart and the furthest part of my brain flood back into my mind, I hadn't dreamt of him in a long time or felt this strong wave of deep emotions, sadness and loneliness, deep love that cannot be expressed, although I think of him every day not that I could get away from that but I surely didn't expect to feel like this after so many years. After calming myself down I get up and prepare to take Skylar to the day care and wait on the response from my first interview. As the day goes on I get very nervous and fidgety because the response I was meant to get from the first job interview has not come through yet. I start thinking about what will happen if I don't get the job, how we will make money, I cannot stand to subject my daughter to a lower lifestyle than the one I've always given her. It's amazing how one can move from being a little high class to being almost poor, I guess life does throw the worst at you and you've just got to grab whatever it is you got left with both hands whether good or bad. In life I've learnt that you've got to make the most of the best you've got and thrive to come out on top for the worst life gives you, Looking back to my life I realize that I've lived this similar life before though I've never went to bed hungry because my mom made sure we were well provided with all necessities. Having the little that me and my brother had, that motivated me to be the better person I am today.
Speaking of my mother, we left her behind because she said she couldn't do with moving again, though I know it was because of William the new man in her life. They seem pretty serious about each other but then again they are old enough to know what they want from what they've started and will not make the mistakes they once made towards love when they were younger having a lot of love and life experience. And as for Bryce my brother, he refused flat out to move with us the first time as per my mother's request. I completely understand he's reasons for it I mean being 5 years older than me and having his own life he couldn't just up and leave because his little sister has had some problems. My mother knew he'd say no but she tried guilt tripping him by telling him how much she'd miss him 3 hours away from her. With a lot of convincing he managed to get out of her little grasp and get away with staying here to lead his own life. He's a very successful architect living the ultimate bachelor life. Funny how we both liked the construction industry besides the fact that that's the industry our father is in. we don't talk about him, sometimes my brother and I do but my mom hates him for leaving us just after I was born. The thoughts of my dad always bring tears to my eyes knowing Skylar has to live the same life that I did, a life without a father. And because I've been through it ,always wondering whether he ever thinks of you or if he even cares. I remember I used to think I didn't deserve to have a father, It plagued me every night for most of my days growing up why my dad decided that I didn't deserve him, that was until I was old enough to understand that he didn't deserve me.
My phone buzzes on the couch across from where I'm standing and I rush to go grab it as it might be the one call I've been waiting for the whole day, without looking I quickly answer it without looking at the caller id
'Hello" I say with an anticipating voice.
"Shortcake?" I'm immediately disappointed realizing that it isn't the call I've been waiting for but my mood quickly recovers realizing that it's my brother Bryce and I've probably just let on my disappointment and I don't want him to think that I don't want to see him. I've missed him terribly with his job we barely see him.
"Hey Biggy "I reply back
"I'm in the parking space in front of your place come get me"
"Can't you just come up?"
"No, I tried" oh shucks!! I haven't added him to my list of allowed visitors downstairs by the security which I should have already done considering he'd let me know he was coming two days ago. It's just been things after things I seem to have forgotten all about it.
"Sorry Biggy, give me a minute".
I quickly go down to bring him in. when I see him downstairs my whole body just lights up as I see his tall frame waiting and fidgeting , he never was one with patience but then again neither am I. We were never born with patience, not even the slightest. I quickly run into his arms that he opened as soon as he saw. In my pit of problems I'm somewhat happy that my brother is here with me , my mother being so far away from me and I don't have anybody here, I really needed to see my brother.
"I can't breathe" he chokes out.
"Sorry" I chuckle. Only after his said it do I realize I've been holding onto him for too long and very hard for that matter. Luckily there's no one around the parking to think I'm crazy, but what the hell! I missed my brother and he needs to know that, I contemplate saying that but in my lifetime I've always told him 'you wish' whenever he says that I missed him. I've just never said it though he knew I did with the way I reacted after I haven't seen him in a long time.
"Where's the little one?"
"She went to day-care today"
How long is she going to stay there coz I really want to see her, can we go and get her" there we go, I was waiting for it, that's the first thing he asks when he gets here. It's as if he comes here for her only. He loves her so much and introduces her as his daughter to random people, which in some way she is. Somehow I get the feeling that he wants a child but is too afraid to get one with the wrong person, with our background and parental examples I can't blame him.
"Then let's go back to the car" I then realise the apartment door is not locked "wait I need to lock up first before we go." I run upstairs and lock up then return so we can leave. The car ride is quiet with only me directing him on where to go until he breaks the silence
A/N: This is my first book, there might be some errors and spelling mistakes but I try my best to find time to proofread before putting it on here for you to read. Hope you enjoy!
Ryxxi
