Merciless Massacre

Chapter 2

I couldn’t believe what I had done. Since when did I have the guts to walk out of an interview, especially one held by Ryan Massacre? I was so stupid. I needed a job really quick or I would have to juggle between part time jobs to scrape by. And did I mention that the alternative reality would be a full stop to my career. Plus, if I couldn’t be proper in even a stupid interview with my boss-to-be, then how could I tolerate him in my entire career as a personal assistant? I was screwed. Totally. No way in hell was I going to get this job. I was a total freak…..

But it wasn’t my mistake either. Damn him. If it wasn’t for him then I would have been accepted for the job. I had perfect high distinction GPA and degree. It doesn’t matter if it was his mistake or mine, because in the end even if I would’ve gotten the job, our intra-personal relationship would’ve been bitchy. 

But apparently, Ryan Massacre recruits his female employs on the basis of blondness, beauty, body and boobs and as I have no Barbie hair(I fit the other three conditions and believe that I do not have an ego about it),he sees it fit to ask other questions about my age and love/lust life. Well what happened is over know. I don’t have to see him ever again.

I am not going to waste time reminiscing about the handsome devil……

My phone started ringing. It was Gale, my best friend/ex dorm mate, probably calling to ask about the details. Groaning in annoyance, I picked I up. 

“Era, how was it? Did you get the job?’’ she asked.

“Honestly speaking, G, it sucked. I messed up. Like, really bad.’’

“Why what happened? ’’her voice spoke through the cell phone, undeniably concerned.

So I told her the whole story. When she said nothing, it piqued my worry.

“What do you think? ’’I said.

“Well, if what you are telling me is the truth-” 

“It is.”

“Then I’d say he likes you.”

“What? You are delusional.” It was absurd to think that he liked me.

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“It’s obvious. I mean, look at your self. You are extremely beautiful and perfect, Sierra. Totally a goddess” 

“Maybe, G, but when I open my mouth sarcasm bursts out. Why would he like me? Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit and I was a bitch to him.” Some thing I don’t regret. I mean it’s the least the jerk deserves.

“You don’t know Era, you met the guy just once. But tell me one thing. Was the pervert hot?” And here’s the girl I know…

“Shut up.” I replied. 

“Come on, tell me.”

“Yes he was very handsome and hot. Had dark brown hair and forest green eyes.”

“Was he toned and sexy?” What the hell is wrong with her? Why does she keep making me revoke memories of him.

“Obviously.” 

She let out a dreamy sigh. It irked me.

“Well still. He’s a jerk.”

“A jerk you like?” she teased.

“No” I curtly replied.

“Chill girl. Ya know me. I was kidding. I know what we’re going to do to wipe off that bad mood.”

“And what is it?”

“Let’s party. Maybe you meet a hot hunk”

“I always do. But beauty is only skin deep, G.”

“Please, just come, na. A hangover would do you good. Plus, you can meet my man”

That’s when I thought, Why not? I am not gonna let one guy be the bane of my existence.

“You mean your new boy-toy?” I smirked.

Gale was your everyday blond, and just like every blond gal she entranced males with her blondness. But mind you, she wasn’t dumb and I loved her.

“He is very hot so don’t you dare insult him, Sierra. So, you gonna come?”

“Yup. Where else would I go?”

“Great”

“It’s a plan.” I said and disconnected the call.