CHYRSLER's POV
After the meeting, I returned to my office immediately. I felt sleepy because I haven't had a good sleep these past few days. The effect of the coffee I drank earlier was gone.
But I was happy to hear that everything in our company was doing good. I will surprise Grandma Yna when she returns to the country. She is in the States right now for a vacation, she needed that vacation to relax too.
And speaking of States, I remember someone every time that place was mentioned. ANGELA.
Angela Ramos was my on and off girlfriend. What is an on and off girlfriend? Sometimes I feel like we are still in a relationship, but sometimes I just can't. It's complicated.
We've been together since first year College, but since she has a dreamed of becoming an International model, so, I allowed her to go.
I was about to propose to her, a year after our graduation, but she said we were still young and she still have many dreams to fulfill. And if I could wait after five years she would return and marry me. But it's been five years and she's still not coming back.
We communicate not too often because we were both busy in our careers but I was still making a way for her to talk or just simply watching and looking her on TV and in magazines were enough.
I think, she had forgotten what she had promised me. I sighed, Indeed, life is really hard. This hurts my sense of well-being. My momentum was broken when a knock came in front of my office.
"Yes? Come in."
A girl I met earlier enters the office. The only girl who called me a Coffee thief, the only girl who insulted me and did not believe that I was the Boss of this company. This gutsy little girl. Argh!
She used to be like a raging bull but now she looks like a sheep. "BWA-HA-HA-HA." I laughed secretly.
"G-Good m-morning s-sir," she stuttered upon greeting me and bowed her head.
CHINKY's POV
Jittery. Anxious. Weeping. Defecated. I don't know which of those feelings is the dominant one, but I don't have the time to define them because it seems like the end of my career is coming up.
I haven't shown them yet the real me. I heaved a sigh. My Devil Boss is still not talking to me. Oxygen please! I can't breathe anymore.
"Ms. Villaruz, right?" Finally after one hundred million minutes he uttered a word. But my knees were still shaking. He got up and came closer to me. My heart began to swell and my intestines were about to burst. I told myself to relax but I couldn't help it. I took a deep breath to prepare for what my Boss have to say.
"Y-Yes sir?" I replied. I was dumb with my words. Calm down, self.
His face became more serious, which gave me even more antsy feeling. And now, my end is near! "I had decided to—"
"Just a minute, sir!" I raised my right hand to stop him from speaking. I will explain my side, I wont allow this to be taken lightly because this is my first job and other than the embarrassment of our School who recommended me here, what about me and my family? And thinking that I could also have a bad record in my first job. No! "L-Let me explain please ..." Then I knelt down in front of him.
I was desperate for a second chance. I really need this job. I also want to work here! He was a bit surprised at the kneeling I did.
"I'm sorry, Sir," I apologized again. "I didn't know that you really are the Boss, and I wouldn't be that bad when you just acted professionally. And if you didn't take my coffee, we wouldn't be fighting." I explained. He was about to say something when i cut it out. "So, please give me a second chance to prove to you and to the company that I can contribute big. I'm not saying that I am great but I am willing to learn and be a good Fashion Designer in your company. I may look like nothing but I have something to show. And if you want, I can also buy you coffee everyday, just don't leave me out of work, i won't tear down my mom's expectations, so, please .."
"My decision is final! You are— "
"Wait, I'll sing your favorite song, or I'll carry your belongings, treat me like a slave or whatever just don't—"
"Will you just shut up? Can you just listen to me first?" he said. So, I zipped my mouth. I heard him sigh. "You are—"
But before he could speak again, I quickly unzipped my mouth to stop him from saying I am fired! "No way sir! Please! "
I was wounded with the way he stared at me because I always cut out what he was going to say.
"If you don't stop cutting out, I will really fire you!" I heard him say. It echoed in my ear a few times. I couldn't understand what he said, but when I realized, I quickly rose from my knees and held his hands, but he quickly withdrawed.
"You mean .." I snorted and felt like crying. "You're not going to fire me?" I said out loud.
"But because of your bullheadedness, I changed my mind." He shook his head.
Waaah, no... "I promise, You'll never regret hiring me in your company and I'm really really sorry for everything .." I bit my lower lip to calm myself from crying. Because i look uglier when i cry, someone said.
"Now, I want to ask you a question. Do you know who is your Boss now?" He asked me. So, I nodded several times. "Do you ever regret that you didn't believe me right away?" I nodded about thirty times. Stupid me. "And maybe you wouldn't blame me again being a coffee thief, right?" I nodded again and again and raising my hands in promise. "Okay, get back to your work."
"Am I not really gonna quit my job, Sir?" I said again.
Oh, my gosh! God is really so good for giving me this wonderful second chance. It made me dance in my mind like crazy. I'm just happy. I thought this was the end for me. The lumps of thorns earlier in my chest all of a sudden disappeared. Now, I can fully breathe.
"Why? Do you really want to be fired, well, I can fire you right away—"
"No. Of course not! Thank you so much!" Then I bowed like a Japanese in front of him.
"What are you waiting for, get back to work!" He exclaimed.
I was startled! But I just followed immediately with a smiling face. I even saluted him before I left his office.
"ARE you close with the Boss? Tell us, what is your relationship with him?" Evelyn asked me, as I reached my table.
Wait! What? What is my relationship with our Boss? I laughed. As if he would like someone like me, or he didn't even seemed attracted to his gorgeous secretary. Wait! I smelled something. OMG! Was he a part of the LGBTQ family? I shook my head. Naaah, it's impossible because he looked so manly and very handsome.
"We're not close, I was about to be fired and I just pleaded him for a second chance.."
Fortunately, my boss still has a heart, if I hadn't been here today, I would not have had the chance to save money to study masters degree in France and help my family.
"Amazing! You are the only person who beat the head of the Boss, pulled her suit and necktie but still not fired." Evelyn said.
"And since you were not fired, why don't we celebrate?" Tanya suggested.
"Celebrate? Oh my! I'm sorry, but I'm saving money. "I replied. I still owe a lot to my mother and I haven't been able to buy my groceries.
"We will take care of everything, Chinky, and think that this will be your welcome party." Tanya said.
So, this is free? I smiled and nodded immediately. Aww! I never thought that they were thoughtful.
"That's fun!" Said everyone. After work we went to a bar to celebrate.
CHRYSLER's POV
I heaved a sigh. "Am I crazy or stressed? I'm crazy or Stressed? Crazy or stressed? "As I drew one by one the petals of a rose laid in the flower vase in front of me.
First, I didn't fire Chinky from work. Second, I listened to her full explanation, while I hated long explanations. Third, I didn't even explode a little when he pulled on my suit and necktie. Tsk.
Or maybe I'm just kind and merciful to poor people like her. Yeah that's it! While I was in my monologue, I was surprised when my cellphone rang.
"Who's this?" I answered. The phone number was not registered in my cell phone book.
"Hello! Chrys, is that you?"A woman's voice was on the other line. She sounded so familiar. Suddenly my heart was pounding. But I didn't want to expect because it might just hurt me eventually. "Hey, it's me, Angela! Hey, Chrys are you still there?" She said. I almost loosen the grip on my cell phone. After so many years of no communications, finally, she called me. Well, I tried to call her old number before but it didn't work. "Hey, I'm coming home, soon,, aren't you happy to hear that?" She screamed happily.
I remained silent, still analyzing and sinking the words in my brain. "Angela?" And I am back. I can't even believe I'm talking to her today. "Are you really coming home?" I asked again with a wide smile on my lips. I heard her chuckled. She seemed excited to go home.
"Yeah, see you soon, babe. I miss you. Take care for me." She said before she finally dropped the call because her photographer has arrived.
I was stunned for a moment. But gradually I started to smile again as everything was sinking in my mind. The love of my life is coming home, soon. I feel like it's raining with hearts all over my office, I feel like dancing now.
I got up from sitting in my swivel chair and then I danced while singing the song Say you like me by We the Kings.
"'Cause I'm never going down, I'm never giving up. I'm never gonna leave, so put your hands up. If you like me, then say you like me. Whoa. Oh, oh, oh. Wuhoo! She's coming home! "I said excitedly.
I was dancing in my office but suddenly stopped when I felt a pair of eyes were staring at me, it was Bianca who was already inside. I was shocked. I didn't even hear her knock.
"I-I'm sorry to bother you, Sir. I just wanna ask if you need more because I'll be going home."
She tried to hide her smiles, but I knew that she wanted to laugh at my crazy dance groove. God! Alright, I didn't know how to dance and my dance step was that of a macho dancer. My two cheeks kept warm because of the shame.
"Aherm," as I recovered from the embarrassment. "No, go ahead!" I dismissed her immediately. I shook my head.
Wait, I'm not dreaming, right? Angela is really going home, soon! She didn't say the date but soon and that means she'll just surprise me and maybe it's one of these days.
"I want to celebrate!" To my great delight I joined my feet together for a clap.