disheaveled. [h.s.]

two

I woke up with the smell of concentrated sweat dripping down my forehead as well as the smell of long black coffee wafting in the air. I walk to the lounge room in which Vicky was sitting down at the table as well as an uninvited guest next to her.

I sat in front of her, silently chugging the coffee down. I grabbed my bag. 

"I'm leaving Vicky"

She turned to me and frowned.

"For another job interview? This is your 7th this week" 

I shot her a determined smile.

"I will find one where ghosts don't linger". I stared at the ghost who had her back faced towards me. 

"Oh and Vicky. There's a lady sitting next to you". She was quick to stand and looked at me frowning. 

"Isobel if you dare leave me alone here with her" 

I had already opened the door and waved. 

"Sorry Vicks".

-

I climbed out of the taxi and rushed into the building. I didn't actually know where I was. I stood in the middle then scurried around looking for a reception desk in which couldn't be found. I carelessly walked backwards and bumped into a hard surface.

I turned around to face a man with very handsome features, wearing a suit with many people standing around him. 

"Excuse me. Do you happen to know where the job interviews are being held"  

He took a close look at my features as I uncomfortably held onto my satchel. A woman came forward and spoke without a hint of my presence being acknowledged.

"I apologise Mr Styles but your clients are waiting" 

He dismisses me and walks off rudely. I turn around to see him walk off with someone staring at him. A ghost. A girl. 

The ghost turns and looks at me then disappears.

I walk towards the stairs and follow signs, leading to the interview room. People walk out the door and I stare and them confused. 

"Excuse me but isn't this where the interviews are being held" 

They all stare at each other and then gazed at me. 

"We finished half and hour ago"

"S-orry?" I stare at my watch and nervously look back at them. 

"B-ut I'm on time. My email said 10:15am"  

They all dryly exchanged looks and a man pats my back in 'sympathy'.

"Sorry Darl, the CEO left awhile ago. I mean if you can catch him, you might get a chance" he chuckles coldly. 

I run off down the stairs in search for the CEO. I rush out of the building watching a slick black car driving off. I frown solemnly. No Isobel you came for this interview. I waste no time for running in attempt to catch up to him. I didn't stop. It took me awhile until I reached the surface of the boot of the car. 

No one in the vehicle paid attention to me or my hand gestures. I hopelessly watched the car drive off. 

I miserably walk back to the building and sit down boringly.

"Why. What do you want now?"

The ghost of the same woman sits in front of me and smiles at me. 

"Everything is your fault. Stupid. Stupid ghost" 

She frowns and draws a smile with her fingers to me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it". I sigh and lay my cheeks in the palms of my hands. She sat there silently until she expressed a peculiar offer to me. 

"Wait so if I go to your daughter and tell her inheritance is buried under the study, you'll tell me the address of the CEO?"

She now looked at me with a determined but ghastly look and I quickly look down. 

"Okay. Alright I'll do it"