One Little Dream

Liam Bolke

I sat on the bed, grasping the information that was told to me just 3 hours ahead of time. I hadn't moved form this spot. I was star struck. I didn't know how to feel about this. My grandmother left a while ago. Leaving me to my own self. The nurse came in to check on me quite a bit. More than a nurse should. A police officer was stationed outside my door. I would have preferred Ryan. Ryan is probably more well trained than this cop. Ryan was ex-military. He worked for a club, then this older senator. Until I asked home to come work for me. And he did. He's in charge of the security in all my buildings. He hires and fires. He's the only one I trust enough to follow me around.

But he wasn't here this time. I sighed. Not relizijng I was holding my breath. I used the land line to call Clare and asked her to bring me my laptop, and cell phone. Once finished with the call I told the nudes to take the phone away. And I waited. Every now and then I heard the click of a camera. Damn vulters. I coughed, hacked more like. Causing tears to pool in my eyes. Once I had finished my fit, another one began in the hall. I sat up straighter and leaned over closer to the end of the bed so I could see who it was. There was no window on my door. Go figure. So I sat back, waited. Someone stormed into the room causing me to jump. It was Clare, and Ryan, and... I slapped my forehead.

"Good afternoon Miss Holmes. I figured you'd want your own bday guard so I called Ryan up with me. I hope that's alright. I already told the cop to leave."
I nodded my head. Pinching the hedge of my nose, crossing my eyebrows together further and further.

"Yes, Clare I was just thinking about that. It's fine. Nut I have to ask, what is he doing here?"

I held out my hand and Clare placed my Cell in one and my Laptop on my side table. I leaned my head back aginster the pillows on my bed, sighing once more. I lifted my gaze to stare right ahead of me to the man leaning against the wall. I shit my arms in the air, and slammed them back down again.

"What do you want Mr.Bolke?"

The man who was leaning against the wall straightened up and smiled at me. His black hair groing ever brighter when the violent fluorescent lights hit it. His green eyes lighting up as I called his name, and his well toned body shifting as moves his weight about.

"Come on Jessica, we went to school together. Call me Liam. Besides you told me to reschedule. So here I am."

I shook my head in disapprovment.

"Ok, so we're doing this. Clare, I won't be leaving until tomorrow afternoon. Do what you must to figure meetings and plans out. I'll have Mr. Bolke's meeting right now."

I gave him a challenging glare and waved Clare off. She walked out of the room. Not one word was asked as to why I was in here. Good. Let's keep it that way. Just for a bit longer.

"So, why are you in here?"

There is was. The question I was hoping would stall till later. My mind went back to when I was first told.

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"NO THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT!"

I yelled at the doctor.

"There's just no way I-"

The doctor had cut me off.

"We'll run some extra tests just to be safe. Don't worry. We'll help you as best we can."

His smile gave me hope. Made me feel better. Made me feel something.

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"Jessica?"

How many times did he say my name? No matter. What was wrong with me. That's my business.

"That's for me to know, and for you to never find out. Now, back to business. What do you want Liam?"

He sighed and paced about my room. Running his hands through his hair, over and over and over again. He was making me anxious.

"I'll do it."

That's all he said.

"Do what?"

He was being vague. Vague was not my style. You have to be blunt, real, down to earth. Not vague.

"I'll help you get in to the interior design field. But I want to be. Co-partner. Non of that silent partner crap. I get a say. Understand?"

My voice wouldn't come. My lips felt like leaves, my throte like bark off a tree. As if it was being torn off.

"Is that all you want?"

My voice barely came out. No little more than a whisper of smoke on a misted breeze. He stopped in his tracks. Starring me down. In the eyes. This si the first time in my life I felt do bare.

"Yes, those are my terms."

I nodded my head and fired up my laptop. Considering that is all he wants, I can make it work. He agrees with me a lot. So getting him on my side might not be to hard, we need to fire this up quickly. I type up an email. And send it to Clare. I want her to type up a contract. Have it looked over by my lawyer and I want Liam to sign it as soon as Possible. While I was typing I didn't see Liam pick up my medical chart. Only did I notice when he said my name. But he had said it 5 times before I actually heard him.

"Jessica. Explain. Now."

His voice was so hard and cold. This was the voice of his company. Why it was so strong. Why it was one of my favriot partners. Bit this voice against me. I didn't like it. Not one bit.

"Explain what? The contract. I don't have one yet."

I hadn't looked up yet. Hadn't seem what he was holding. It was a mistake. I looked up, but I was to late to. His voice rang out.

"Jessica you have..."