Chapter 5

• •• • Emile Kiddie POV • &• Dickinson's POV •• • Mixed• ••
• Once I'm done with the formalities at Dickinson’s company, I run home to my lovely mum.
• “Mum guess what!.”
• I barge into the house. I find my mum picking her stuff to work.
• “Emile, I got no time for all this right now!. I'm already late for work!.”
• She carelessly returns steering away from me.
• “Mum, you don't need to work anymore!.”
• I dance in excitement obstructing her path.
• “Hahaha, you are crazy!.”
• She keeps steering away.
• “No, I'm not mum!. I got a new job today. A very good one at Dickinson’s company!.”
• I huge her in excitement
• “That's great!. Finally, you got something that suits you!.”
• She tightly clenches me in return.
• “Ouchhh!...”
• I scream as her arms go around my waist inciting the fierce pain from my back.
• “What's wrong with you?.”
• She immediately releases me and steps back in fear.
• “Nothing mum, just some little back pain!.”
• I retort quickly acting normal though my back still hurts. This does not convenience her. She fixes her stare on me. This freaks me!.
• “Mum, I'm fine!.”
• I nod at her.
• “I hope so!... Your food is in the microwave. I will come back very late!. Take care of yourself!.”
• She perks me.
• “Mum, you don't have to work anymore!.”
• I keep obstructing her path.
• “We will fix that once I come back. And please, don't go to that club again. Not even to collect your stuff!.”
• She perks my jaw for the second and the last time with that said she leaves.
• With that, I walk to my room to have some rest!.
• When I get up, it's about 7 pm I walk down to the pitch to have something to eat. I find the food my mum left in the microwave and a gaily warm it. Then, I take it to the leaving room and I watch the Tv while eating but everything sounds boring.
• After eating...
• I run back upstairs to put on something for the club. Something nice, light red strapless, short flare gown which is directly above my knees. With long silver blink Pigalle heels.
• I add a light make-up with light red strawberries taste lipstick.
• I walk out hiring a cab to the club with my well-written resignation letter found in my black handbag. I wrote the letter earlier in the money at the company.
• Yes! I took a cab again... I'm too sexy to enter a bus tonight more to this it's a way to celebrate my new job.
• Once I enter the clubs, Erick gets stunned by what he sees.
• “Oh, my girl you so sexy!. What about last night?.”
• He buds me with several questions at the same time. He is shocked to see me this sexy!. Actually, this is my only sexy gown and it's Erick who offered it to me last year doing my birthday.
• “Will tell you later!. I'm here to resign!.”
• I Immediately voice it out.
• “What?. Are you crazy?.” he yells.
• “Nop, I simply got a new job!...”
• I exclaim and he gets like...
• “Wow, baby I'm super happy for you!. You deserve it.” he doesn't bother giving me countless perks.
• “Thanks!. Let me rush to the Mentors office. I will get back to you!.”
• With that, I leave to Mr office
• “What are you going here?. And Why are you not working?.”
• Our mentor yells as he sees me entering his office without my pink apron.
• This man is such a nerve. He's so mean at times
• “Sorry sir, I'm here to resign!.”
• I boldly tell him.
• “What?.”
• He fixes his weird stare on me. This horrifies me.
• I gather my courage and move further placing my resignation letter on his slab then I step backwards.
• “Ok...”
• He exclaims as he grabs and reads the letter.
• “You can leave now!. I will contact you later!.”
• With that said, I quickly leave his office back to Erick without wasting any second.
• “How did it go?.”
• Erick wonders aloud as he sees me.
• “Fine, I must say!.”
• We both crack up.
• I take a seat on the counter slap with Erick standing opposite me. That is behind the counter.
• “I'm offering you this cocktail in celebration of your new life!.”
• He smiles as he lifts the glass up and then back to me.
• “Erick, you know I don't take alcoholic drinks!.”
• I flinch. Thou I really wanna celebrate.
• “Try it for once!. It won't kill you! nor drunk you!.”
• He insists. I keep flinching.
• “I just poured some drops of alcohol in!”.
• He persists with his fake sorrowful glance till I finally give in.
• “Just this one!.”
• I clarify before sipping it.
• “Yes, just that!.”
• He smiles.
• “Sweet!.”
• I tell him. I love everything sweet and I don't stand alcohol and he knows it.
• “Bourbon with two ice cube”
• I order the bartender who is busy charting up...
• “Immediately sir!.” he reactors as he instantly stops his conversation with the lady.
• The lady is seated facing the bar tenant. I can't see her face. I can only see her back from where I'm strutting and it's not like I'm entered in to see her face in the first place.
• “Erick, I'm leaving!.”
• She tells while trying to step down from tall the counter stool.
• She slightly slips.
• “Be careful!.”.
• I offer her my hand as support.
• “Thank you, sorry sir!.”
• She says both at the same time with her innocent but charming voice and looks. This makes me slightly chuckle deep down.
• He withdraws his hand.
• “What are you doing here?.”
• He asks with an authoritative voice as if I owe him explanations. No, rather like I belong to him.
• I hesitate but his huge self intimidates me.
• “I came to give my resignation letter to our mentor!.”
• I retort with my trembling voice, as I'm uncomfortably strutting in front of him.
• “Fine!.”
• He nods with his stare fixed on me. Very uncomfortable.
• “Bourbon for the gentleman and another cocktail for the lady!.”
• Erick announces as he gets back to us.
• Thank God, at least he breaks through the uncomfortable situation I was in.
• Dickson picks his glass with his stare still fixed on me.
• “Erick, no! I'm done for the evening. I got work tomorrow morning!.”
• I whisper to Erick though Dickinson hears. With that said, I walk away bypassing this tall sexy man. Just as sexy as Dickinson.
• Dickinson keeps his stare at me while I walk away till...
• “Hey Dickin!.”
• A man walks closer and hugs Dickinson. It's like they know each other well.
• ...........
• “What are you doing down here!. You usually stay in your private ward!. Is it because of that pretty bomb you have been peeping over there!.”
• My best friend Maxwell tells as his stare lands on the young lady who just left.
• “Don't be ridiculous!.”
• I whisper taking my glance away.
• “I got more important issues!.”
• I add with my eyes unexpectedly peeping as she walks away.
• "Whatever!."
• Max says as he doesn't believe me.
• “Your trip was quick thou, was expecting you later at night!”
• I change the topic.
• “Yea, really quick...”
• He nods.
• “I won't stay here for long today. I got to go check on my wife and kids!.”
• He recites. This kind of lulls my heart. I planned to drink and chat with my best friend all night.
• “That's true!. Let's have some drinks before you leave.”
• I say.
• “Of cause!. Thou the music is too loud here. Go to the private ward. I will come in a few minutes!.”
• Max explains...
• “Fine!.”
• I nod. Then, I move to my private spaces, where, only supper rich people dwell.
• I recently spent much time down with the crowd to reduce my anxiety and depressions level. Like, seeing less privilege people striving for happiness with their day to day challenges really motivates me. I have all that they don't have, all that is a dream to them. Then why can't I be happy as well?.
• “Life is a f*cken battle!.”
• This is the conclusion I came to after spending a few days down here.
• .................
• “Hey, beautiful!.”
• His sexy voice hits me from behind.
• “See you later!.”
• My colleague maid tells me as she sees the man strutting behind me. I was telling her about my resignation and new job before the voice interrupted.
• “Good evening!.”
• I turn to this sexy-looking man. I think it's the man I bypassed a few minutes ago. He looks responsible and rich. “My type” I cry deep down. Hahaha!...
• “I'm Maxwell and you?.”
• He sends his hands forward.
• I'm still startled that such a man is interested in me.
• “I'm Emile!.”
• I stay serene as I tell him.
• “Emile, wow pretty name!.”
• He says in a seductive manner and I blush. I can't help it.
• “Please, offers me some minutes of your precious time?. Let's chat and know each other?!.”
• He smiles.
• I hesitate.
• “Sorry, I just had a new job and I'm starting tomorrow. I don't want to be late for anything in this world!.”
• I flinch.
• “Wow, nice!. I'm happy for you but I promise I won't take much of your time!.”
• He keeps insisting.
• “Okay fine 20mins not more not less!.”
• I instruct.
• “Fair enough!.”
• He smiles. His cuter when his smile.
• He takes me to the private wards. Where super-rich people prevail. Everything in this part is luxurious starting from the discourage to the people and drinks.
• “Any problem!.”
• Max notices my weird behavior when we enter the private section.
• “That's my Boss over there!.”
• I don't point. Max follows my stares and it falls on Dickinson.
• “Cool, that's my friend!. Let's go and greet him!.”
• He retorts.
• I get cool feet and I stand freezes!.
• “Come on, his just your boss not an alien!.”
• Max slightly chuckles at my weird reaction.
• “Okay fine!.”
• We walk to Dickinson who is very stunned to see me. Now I feel like I'm stalking him.
• “Take a seat!."
• Max makes me comfortable.
• “Waiter, A glass of.....?.”
• Max stares at me to complete his sentence as he gets chunk.
• Caught up in his glance I effortlessly remember the last thing I sipped and retort without thinking “cocktail!.” I conclude Max’s sentence.
• Unfortunately, they only serve alcoholic cocktails though the amount of alcohol in it, isn't that much.
• “Sorry, guys!. I have to go get some stuff!.”
• Max excuses himself and leaves.
• Now, we are left together. Very embarrassing. We both remain quiet!.