CAN I TRUST HIM?

Photographic memory

I couldn't sleep well last night. the thought of someone sleeping next to me was more than enough to keep me wide awake all night. what am I saying? I couldn't have slept even if she was not sleeping beside me. okay I know I blabber a lot about my nightmares. but last night was an actual nightmare. the thing I was running from for so long is now sleeping right beside me. my past. this is just scary. now I have to always be conscious to say the right thing. never to do something that could make her realize. to say I am scared is an understatement, I am terrified. I have the urge to get up, pack my bags, and run away again but I finally have got everything I wanted, and this time I think I will manage.

"Hey," Samantha said sleepily.

"Hey" I replied.

"Did you sleep well? Sorry I stayed last night, I know how you-"

"Oh nonono... It's okay. Trust me, I slept well." my dad always told me that if I didn't have a genius mind, I could easily become an actress. I can easily lie. sometimes I get confused if I am lying or saying the truth.

"I am glad you did. I should probably go"

"You won't make it"

"Make what?"

"Office!"

"Oh yeah! what should I do? I don't have anything to wear!"

"Calm down. Wear something of mine?"

***

We reached the office on time. Mr. Scott was waiting for me at the door?

"Good morning Mr. Scott"

"Good morning caella. You have a meeting with Mr. Fugurson."

"Mr. Fugurson as in the CEO? As in The FUGURSON?! Am I getting fired? Did I do something? Is it about the thing I did yesterday?"

"Honey, I am pretty sure that you are not getting fired, but I don't know why he wants to meet you."

"Ohh.. the meeting is like right now? I am not prepared Mr. Fugurson."

"That's okay, let's just go and not keep the man waiting. Okay?"

"Yeah, let's go." To say I was freaked out would be an understatement. I love this job and I don't wanna lose it just yet. I have no clue why THE CEO wants to meet me. He only meets with the board members and the management and to meet an associate who has just joined does not happen often. So if I am having a panic attack right now? It's not my fault. This is not the situation I thought I would be in anytime soon. Ever.

we reached his office and I took a deep deep breath when Mr. Scott turned the knob. My heart was on the verge of getting off of my chest because apparently, it wasn't having enough space to beat more frantically.

I entered his office behind Mr. Scott and I saw his office and my eyes bulged out of my sockets. the office was huge. But very very different. When you think of a CEO's office, you must think of modern huge furniture and steel grey walls and clean and neat. You will think of Harvey's office in the series suits or Jessica's. right? that's what you will expect or will come to your mind but his? his dude was so unexpected, so unpredictable, so different and so him. you would know what kind of a person Mr. Fugurson is just by looking at his office. There was a wall which was only glass and at the bottom, there was seating like there is on beaches between two trees. it was made so he could relax there with the view and probably read. there was a messy wall but a good kind of messy. That whole wall was like a pinboard. there were his pictures, his family's pictures, some of his designs, to-do lists. almost everything was pinned into the wall. To his left wall was a projector. there was a basketball net in the wall which looked like a pinboard and there was a dartboard just in front of him. the wall behind him was a whiteboard where there were like a thousand 2-D designs and so many objects drawing and whatnot. I was mesmerized by it all.