Chapter 29: Good To Be Back
It's ten days after the incident and I'm glad that I'm recovering well. My wound still hurts but I drink painkillers every day so I don't feel too much pain.
I was fixing the flowers in the vase that Summer bought me before she went to school lately. They were very pretty and pleasing to the eyes so I fixed them extra carefully. I was about to cut some of the leaves that are withered when my phone rang.
"Good morning, Mr. Parker," I greeted him on the phone.
"Good morning. So, how's your wound going?" Mr. Parker asked me this like a hundred times now. He calls every day or texts me just to make sure that I'm okay. I'm very lucky to have a boss like him.
"It doesn't hurt that much anymore, thanks to the painkillers." I smiled while moving the flowers to scatter them inside the vase.
"It's good to hear that you're recovering fast, Liv," he told me. If he's happy about it, I'm two times happier because I can go back to work sooner. I miss working, I miss going to the hotel and I miss everyone I'm working with.
"It's all because of your help, Mr. Parker. I know that I can't thank you enough for everything that you've done for me but I'll promise to look after myself more so things like this won't happen anymore. It's such a big hindrance to working." He was the one who paid my hospital bills even I said that I can handle it. He also sends Rowan here to give me my medicines and sometimes, he also buys me fruits or anything that can make me feel well.
"Promise?" He asked teasingly.
"I promise, sir. I'll be back at work on Wednesday," I smiled through those words.
"Okay then, take care," he said before our call ended.
The day is almost done and I'm now cooking our dinner. I invited Dylan for the second time to have dinner with us tonight. Hopefully, there won't be interruptions like what happened last week.
"Liv!" Summer called before running towards me. "You should not be doing that. You might feel pain later."
I chuckled because she overreacting. "I'm fine, Summer. I got this, it's not something I can't handle. What I want you to do is fix the table so everything's settled before Dylan comes," I said, mixing the ingredients on the pan.
"Actually… he's already here," she said before Dylan went inside. He greeted me before walking towards us in the kitchen.
"Good evening, did you two get here together?" I asked and Summer slightly nodded.
"Is it okay?" she whispered, not letting Dylan hear it. "He's driving me home every day, will that be okay with you?"
"Of course, why not? In that way, you'll be safer and I don't have anything against it." I smiled at her and she smiled back.
I finished cooking the buffalo chicken, mashed potatoes, and corn as the side dish. Everything is already on the table so we started eating. They sat facing each other and I'm sitting on the host's sit so I can talk to them easily.
"So, how's the school doing?" I asked them both before I tasted the chicken. This is always what Summer wants me to cook, it's her favorite.
"We have a lot of upcoming projects and tests this month so, we need to maximize our time," Summer answered.
"She's right. We're also the head of the Science club now and we volunteered to teach some juniors in our school," Dylan added.
"Well, that's very impressive. You both should continue what you're doing because doing good and great things will lead you to beautiful success. Me, I'm very proud of Summer. She doesn't fail in making my hard works worthy. And you, I'm sure that your parents are also very proud of you," I said and smiled. They looked at each other and I'm glad that they appreciate what I said.
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Today, I'll be going back to work. I feel relieved is healing very fast these past days and it doesn't even hurt anymore every time I try to touch it.
I happily sat down on my chair before opening the tablet. I glanced at the glass door of his office; I wonder if he's seeing me right now. I stood up and went inside and I saw him leaning on his chair as if he was already expecting me to come inside. Mr. Parker had this small but genuine smile on his face as I walk towards him.
"Good morning, Sir, here's your schedule for today." God, I miss saying that. He got the tablet and handed it back to me right away.
"You look pretty well today," he told me.
"And I feel pretty well too," I said, smiling.
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Mr. Parker asked me to have lunch with him so I called a receptionist for a reservation. We're already here and he wants to talk to me regarding the case of Emily. Even she's behind the bars temporarily, I can't help but worry about what she can do to those important people in my life.
We already ordered our food and they said they'll serve it for about ten minutes.
"I'd like to ask you if it'll be okay for you to go there and file a case on her?" he asked.
Seeing the person who hurt you physically, emotionally, or mentally isn't always easy. The trauma is very hard to handle and it's not easy to forget what that particular person has done. So, yes, I don't think I'll be very comfortable around her on that day because, in my eyes, I'm considering her as a monster who needs to learn from her mistakes. But if I don't go there, it'll be easy for her to pay the price of what she did to me, and I'll never let that happen.
"I'll be there," I simply answered. I won't let my fear overcome as I let that woman see what she truly deserves.