Genesis looked into the storage room just beside the dining room where she was seated, confusion stamped on her face as she watched her parents argue intensely.
"no! no! no!" Sarah screamed at her husband, "...we can't afford to lose everything, no." she said with an heavy sigh.
"my dear" papa said, drawing close to her. he stroked her face tenderly "at this point it is beyond me, we have lost everything, I can't fight again. I'm tried darling and no one is willing to help, no one" he cleaned her tears.
"at least Gen's Master degree tuition has been paid for her last year" he said as he smiled at her as he cleaned her tears away.
Seated on the plush dinning chair, Gen stared at her parents, marveled at the tenderness that was between them at this stage of their marriage. She wondered if she will ever find that type of love.
Gen has always been bad with interpersonal relationships. She only has two best friend and you can say that they are her only friends in her university. Her peers do not see her as a threat even when she comes from new money. Gen was an ordinary girl of 5ft6 but still a girl you will not always come across on the street with her snow white hair with few streaks of blond.
Her parents walked up to her slowly, dreading how to tell her the decision they made about the future.
Vincent's aging handsome face was flushed as he informed her "Your mom has an apartment in New York, you will stay there through your masters year, then decide what you will do about your future when you are done with school."
Gen did not like this conversation. "What about the both of you?" Gen asked confusingly, looking at both her mom and dad simultaneously.
"This house in Boston is not ours anymore, the bank will take full charge of it anytime from now. your mom and I will go down to Massachusetts, the town just outside Boston. There is a cottage there that is owned by your grandfather, we will stay there till we can get back on our feet."
"Right darling." He asked mama, squeezing her hand in a reassuring manner.
Gen stared at them, not blinking at all, as she wondered why this tenderness between them is never extended to her. It seemed they only cared for themselves and no one else. she also wanted to be hugged too.
"it's okay" Gen said dismissively.
"I'm sorry this happen to you papa, you do not need to worry about me, NYU is going to be close to where I live so I won't have troubles" she stood up gradually from the chair and went to hug them.
Gen looked out the widow of her apartment on the fourth floor, overlooking the busy New York streets with all sort of shops and restaurants. The New Yorkers were always busy in their numbers with different types of wears, kicks and style and she loved it. She could not get tired of this city no matter how long she has been here for her studies. She loved the apartment, it was basically a simple kitchen, sitting room, two bedroom apartment, painted with mint color.
A loud persistent knock on the door disrupted her blatant fascination with the city.
"Coming." she called out.
"Wha" Gen blurted out as she opened the door.
"Come here!" Carol cried out in her high pitched voice as she dashed passes the door and pounced on her, ruffling Gen's hair in her hands intentionally.
She stopped for some minute to have a good look at Gen's face, pushing Gen's cheeks together with her palms. With a wide grin on her lovely face she said excitedly "Ha!! you added weight b, welcome back, I've been so lonely and Randall did not make things any better."
Carol finally released her face.
"I'm sorry about what happed to your parents business" she said, hugging Gen
Gen melted in her arms, this was the hug she always wanted from her parents and Carol gives the best hugs.
"Groceries here" Randell walked past us with two big bag of groceries, "my house warming gift to you. "
"That is true" Carol quickly entangled her arms around me and jogged to the kitchen to help Randall arrange the products.
Closing the door, Gen stared gratefully at her two friends in her kitchen. They were not only friends but were a family to her. She and Carol were exact opposite, in fashion styles, while Gen goes for the cute and comfortable looks, Carol is more of a goth and dark person, but her hair must always be different shade of colors. Monochrome is her go to color for clothes and any other thing but her hair is like her personality. Today her natural hazel brown hair was dyed black at the top, hot pink at the bottom half and hints of purple strands all over. Even with the ridiculous mixture of colors, she pulled it off, looking as lovely as ever. Randall is an athlete, he has been an athlete for as long as Gen has known him. Tall with lean muscles and a confidence about him, he was like the daddy of the group.
"Gen do you know how this last session in school is going to be like?" Carol asked, seated on the white sofa with chocolate bar in her hand.
"nahh I thought Mr Maxwell said that we would all be excused this session to work in any company of our choice for our last project." Gen stated.
"Yeahh yeah, how did I forget that" she palmed her forehead, "that means this year is going to be fun" she celebrated by dancing stupidly on the chair, making Gen laugh out loud.
"It sure is, I won't be seeing you guys much, the season is going to take off few month for now and that means intense training." Randall said as he walked to where they were seated and kissed their forehead.
"Bye girls." and he swaggered out the door.
"What company are you planning o..." Gen turned to Carol who sat by her side only to see her passed out. She rolled her eyes in amusement as she fell back on the couch with her eyes closed too.
***
Gen walked into the massive tall corporate building, this is the biggest she has ever entered into, Macspell Capital was the investment company she decided to do her internship. It was one of the best investment banks in the country and she could not wait to start. She walked up to the reception desk, her nerves making her nauseous, she can imagine herself with a blue face and a head of white mass approaching the receptionist. The image in her head of how she looks made her want to burst out laughing, the young receptionist might even run for the hills.
She was used to corporate environments but there was something about this particular space that makes her shiver. The interior was a contrasting color of white and grey, It took her breath away.
"How may I help you today," the receptionist asked politely. She was dress in a chiffon purple shirt and a white skirt that reached a few inches above her knees and a white stiletto heels. She made Gen feel underdressed, she put on a black blazer, a nude spaghetti straps tops and a white high waist trousers with sneakers.
"The name is Genesis Yota. I'm here for an interview, I got a mail yesterday night from HR to report here for my interview" she rushed her statement.
"You can have a sit, I'll get back to you in few seconds" she pointed to the official couch by her left.
From where she was seated Gen watched the lady go through a list and immediately made a call on the telephone. "Okay you are expected, go to the 5th floor and on your right is the interview room" she called out.
Gen quickly rushed to the staff elevator when she saw a good number of people heading there at that moment, she got in first and before she could blink twice, they were rushing in and before she knew what was happening, she found her ass on the floor. She could not bring herself to look up cause she hates quiet attention, neither did she attempt to stand up, there was not a single space to move.
She noticed the elevator clearing out, relieved no one will notice how embarrassed she was. Gen ran her hand through her white-blond tresses, removing it from her line of vision when her honey colored eyes came in contact with steel grey ones.
A fierce shiver rocked her body, her nipples tightened as she looked blatantly at him. This was no boy, this was a MAN and he was one hell 6'7'' tall piece of meat.
He was not one of those pretty boy, his face was hard, with jet black hair , sharp features and full bottom lips that makes her want to suck on forever, He was so huge with muscles she was can see through the outline of his suit. He had a scar on the right side of his cheeks, just next to his lips, but not a single female of whatever age would deny he is handsome. The type of handsome that comes with a rawness. He is the type of male that will not only take you to heaven but will drag you seductively to hell.
With the way he carried himself with authority and the other staff at following him at his back, a woman and two other men, they look like they were waiting for his orders. She knew immediately that he was not an average employee but one of the executives.
He approached her, preventing the elevator doors from sliding shut. Gen bent her head back to the floor. Praying for the ground to split open and swallow her.
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