The sun is already up. I took the phone and checked. the sound of the waves seems to have wakened me up. It was 7 in the morning. Tightly packed in the couch under the blanket, my writer girl seems to be sound asleep. I couldn't help but smile watching her sleep and I felt really happy. 'i have flirted before a lot but Have I ever felt like this before, no not sure, no.' I thought. Lying down facing her, I gave a peck on her lips and forehead without moving a bit afraid of waking her up. 'I wonder how I will face her. I wonder what her reaction would be. I'm so much looking forward to it. it's going to be fun.' I thought as I lay there slowly falling asleep again. Sometimes later I was woken up by John. The room looked arranged, the wine kept in the chair, tin cans disposed and clothes folded and kept in the table, standing shirtless in front of dad, the first thing I did was to search for her. She was nowhere to be found. I hurried and put on my clothes. "Dad," I said. he came towards me and slapped me hard across my face. "25 and still not ashamed. Unemployed and still irresponsible sleeping and playing around with women. Did you not sleep with one here?"
It made me sure that the girl had left own her on even before dad and John reached here. They should have tracked the GPS in my car and followed me here. I was relieved that she was not caught by father but aching inside that she really ran away. I realized that I don't even know her real name. I didn't say a word to dad and followed him back to home. I didn't realize until I reached home that she has left her bag behind. I took them and went straight to my room.
A week later, John came for me and began training me to take over dad's entertainment business. My brother was given his own shares since he didn't want business and John filled me with sentiments of me being the only hope of father. He taught me everything for three months and that became a new addiction to me. Business, pride, and greed. Within one year I bought the L Broadcast Station to avenge for my dreams, for all of ours. I kicked the entire team out and began a new era here with my team and became the director of the DS Group.
I took the books I have kept in the table in front of me. all stories are written with a sad and tragic touch to it. deep quotes and poems hard to crack. I tried to guess what kind of life she was living, and trying to understand what tragedy is she living in, every single time I read the book "I will show you once I get hold of you writer." I murmured and sat down to continue my work.