[18] Job

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After exchanging phone numbers with Noah for work purposes, I made my way back home.

Pulling my car into the driveway, I notice the lights are still on indicating Mum and Dad are still awake. Killing the engine I step out of the car and run up the front steps cheerfully.

"Mum, Dad?" I yell from the foyer as I close the door behind me locking it

"In the living room" Mom calls back

I make my way into the room, a smile still ok my face. "I got a job," I tell them excitedly

"You did? I'm so happy for you honey, where?" Mum asks as she pauses the movie Dad and she had been watching

"Inferno, you know the nightclub that Elle manages"

"I can't say we've been there recently but yes we know the one" Dad laughs

"Aww why not Papa? I bet you'd be able to bust a move on the dance floor" I giggle

"Bust a hip more like it" Mum giggles loudly

"Excuse me Alena Ricci, I'm in my prime" Dad protests

"Anyway, I'll be working weekends but a few week nights as well, if it's going to be an issue me coming home at crazy hours I can find somewhere to stay on the nights I work" I offer sincerely

"Don't be silly honey, this is your home, you can come in and out at whatever time you need" Mum assures

"Thanks" I give them a soft smile "well I'm going to go to bed, I'll see you in the morning"

"Bed? It's just after ten" Dad says surprised

"I know, I'm a saint" I wink and head upstairs.

I head into my bathroom and change into my pyjamas, pull I pull my hair back into a messy bun and remove my make-up from my face. I hate sleeping with make-up on, not only is it bad for your skin it also gets all over the pillowcase.

Once my face is clear I dry with a towel and brush my teeth. Ready for bed I make my way bank into room and get snuggled up under the covers. It's been a while since I've slept in my own bed, and it's only now that I'm snuggled up feeling safe and warm that I realise how much I've missed it.

Buzzz buzzz

Noah: Hey beautiful 😏

Mia: What happened to exchanging numbers for work purposes only?

Noah: I lied to get your number, forgive me?

I giggle at the message Mia: You're forgiven, now go to sleep we have a big day ahead of us, I have lots to learn and you have lots to teach me

Noah: Oh I have some things I could teach you beautiful 😉

Mia: Noah......

Noah: 🙈

Mia: Goodnight Noah. x

Noah: Goodnight beautiful xoxoxo

Placing my phone back down next to me I let out a soft sigh. Why is that whenever you lay down in bed it's when all your thoughts and feelings come back to you, why can you go all day not thinking but as soon as you lay down and try to rest suddenly you remember something that happened four years ago and what you could have done differently.

My mind is filled with thoughts of Enzo, sure he friend-zoned me, but that's not what's on my mind, what's on my mind is that he thinks so little of me he'd think I'd turn to drugs again after everything we've talked about, after everything I've told him he still sees me at the drunken, drugged up whore at the bar, not the me who is really trying to turn things around.

Buzz buzz

"What now Noah" I laugh out loud softly and pick the phone up reading the screen

Enzo: Can we talk?

Enzo's POV:

"You okay?" Sara asks softly as she sits down next to me on the couch

"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"

"You've been checking your phone every few seconds for the past half an hour."

"You noticed" I laugh softly and place the phone down next to me. "I was just waiting for a reply to a text but I don't think it's coming"

"Why not?"

"Because I screwed up." I sigh

"Mia?" She asks quietly

"How did you know? Did she say something?"

"I overheard your argument earlier this afternoon" she admits

"I don't know why I even questioned her, it wasn't my business where she was going, but the way her face lit up when she got that text and then was so quick to leave, I just, I don't even know" I sigh once more

"You were worried about her Enz, you care for her, I get it. I think a lot of things but I never say them. If I didn't already know I would have had the same reaction as you I'm sure, I would have questioned where she was going."

"You know where she was going?"

"She had a job interview at a nightclub that her friend Ellen is the manager of, she told Mia if she was serious about getting her life back on track she'd give her a job"

"Great, now I feel even worse" I sigh once more

"Give her some time, she'll respond when she's ready, I know she cares for you as much as you do her." She places her hand on my arm gently

Andre makes his way into the room and looks between Sara and I "everything okay?"

"Perfectly" I stand up "thanks for the chat" I tell Sara before making my way up to my room

"Is he okay?" I hear Andre ask

"He's fine, just homesick" Sara lies.

I flop down on the bed and run my hands over my face. This is why I don't do relationships, this is why I don't do feelings because when you do feelings you feel things and I don't want to feel anything for anyone, I don't want to care about anyone else and I don't want things that shouldn't even matter tp keep me up at night. But here we are.

I place my phone on the charger after checking it once more, only to find no reply.

Closing my eyes I pull the covers over my body and try to think of anything but putting my foot in it with Mia.

Buzz buzz

I sit up quickly and grab the phone, checking the screen

Cora: It's been back a few weeks and you still haven't hit me up....

I'm a little surprised she's messaging me as it's me who usually makes the calls and she just comes when asked. 

While Cora is a nice girl, and good in bed as well nothing will ever happen between her and I, she knows it and I know it and that's what has always made our arrangement so easy, no strings, no feelings, just sex.

I reach for the phone once more and reply.

Enzo: I'm a busy guy, but I'm sure I'll be calling you soon

Cora: I'll be waiting.

Cora: I'll be waiting

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