Almost Broken Down (1)

The black screen lit up and the chubby face of the acting director was on the screen. "Where have you gone do you know we have been worried since you just up and left after.." Zoning out for a moment I reply, "School technically I never graduated gotta at least do that Mr. Chesterfield." That's right after establishing my own business and rising it up I left in a flurry causing massive panic for a week. "Miss that may be true but are you going to disappear again someone already got ahold of that man." His sturn face was red with aggression until I told him it's not going to happen again, I mean I lost a chunk of money doing that anyhow.

"So we are building in Jenshuan next month huh...that's not far from my current residence. Who will be there to check it or is it something I could do myself, " inquiring nonchalantly to the man who happened to be smiling at this point. "Oh nono the son of our partner company is going to be there, if you would like you could still go it will give an opportunity to broaden your knowledge. I know you are good at running a company but you have to also know about the construction and things of that nature as well to keep up with others and not fall behind." I knew next was going to a a rant about my behavior but I still listened. "Really when we were all wondering who you were you seemed so rash I was worried for you a little girl handling things by themselves. Although the Watson Company was left for you by your father your mother insisted on you even having her last name. Women and their strange pride.You know I was almost your god uncle," he sighed I guess remembering what happened a few months ago when I revealed myself in a fit of anger after seeing the company almost go under. "Yes, yes next time I see you would you like me to call you Uncle Chesterfield," laughing slightly not waiting for him to answer seeing the brim of light bubble over in his eyes. " I will go to the site just to take a peek, you said there was someone else there what's their name and background if you have it. Really don't like not knowing people especially people who could help with business, what if he's a creep." Suddenly I shuddered and thought of that woman and Ryu making me upset a bit. Really what's wrong with me it was just a joke between him and a child when I was younger, things like that mean nothing now.

"Are you listening, ayia just like your father you don't listen you should just change your last name to his already with this attitude of yours," a humph heard from the computer and registering that apparently I've been absentminded for at least 5 minutes! "What was that you said Uncle," a sly smile on my face making him calm down slightly. "Ahem, I said all we know is that he was an illegitimate child of the Smith family and his mother lived in a rural area and she herself just like your full of surprises mither decided he would have her last name. This is also his final year being able to use it because next year he will be having his debut into our society. His last name is to be changed and you don't have to worry just do not offend him. Apparently it took a lot to find him his mother just disappeared one day and came knocking when she sick, so his father gives in to his demands without a second thought. He seems to be responsible and reliable according to our sources when it comes to building and designing a residential area." The dower look on my newly made uncle's face made it seem this person wasn't to be messed with at all and with my actual temper I would be made to fall back to the depths.

"Then I will go at the end of the month on Caturday, I won't run into whoever this soon to be Mr. Smith then...."Looking at my clock. Quizzically Unce Chesterfield asked what I meant. "Saturday, I have to go to bed send me the blueprints and things I need to the second email address I gave you. I shall look through it later goodnight." I close the laptop and lay down to slumber, after trying for thirty minutes finally my eyelids felt heavy. I had a very unsavory dream that night and so when waking up my eyes were bloodshot and had deep bags. Washing in threw bathroom inwardly I sigh. So does he likes that type of body its not able to become mine. Staring at my curves and plumpness compared to that slender woman's I sigh. "I just like eating whatever," mumbling to myself heading downstairs after getting dressed and wearing light makeup to hide my bags. Apparently I didn't sleep that well and still woke early to check the homework I already did and ate breakfast a bit in silence. Suddenly a yawn was heard and Cordelia was coming down the stairs. "You don't have to get up so early your highschool is right next to my college and they aren't far. Plus you're eating without me!" Her pouting was just to annoying so early in the morning but unsurprisingly she stopped when looking at my face. "Bad dream," her concern made my heart ache a bit. "Nah not that bad just an upsetting because of a situation I saw by accident...indecent." As this was all she heard from me as I pulled her into a chair placing food in a bowl that was already prepared for her.

Since it was indeed early only about 6 am and neither schools open until 7:30 to start letting people in their buildings. So I decided to look through some of the details sent by my newly claimed uncle and for some reason an exasperated noise came out of my mouth. Why did this seem to be very much to my aesthetic in the design its weird. Yet I'm not going to say anything aloud. When I went into school though I saw the person I use to like the most, who is now my teacher my eyes instinctively looked away and I hurried to my first class my chest hurting profusely. The pain in my face evident to the guy sitting next to me and they ask if they should tell the teacher. "No I shall be fine in a second," slowly saying I start taking deep breaths and class starts a few seconds later. Why did the time seem have to go by so fast today at school! Soon it was time for my class with my two people I really didn't want to see today. Heading to my seat and doing my work with a perfunctory attitude keeping my anger inside. I wasn't mad at Marcellus I was mad at myself. Without knowing who he was having him kiss me and thinking of him on occasion isn't right especially if he has a female. Also technically it was a forced kiss but its just a fact there was enjoyment and something stirring inside when he did so.

While self deprecation wasn't the norm I just got upset even more thinking about it and bang Edgar Allen Poe's book of stories and poems upon the neat desk and just walk out. "I should just not come to this class," I mumble to myself and start to quicken my pace when hearing someone walking fast behind me. "Hey....its me stop a moment," pausing my steps to turn around and see Sam another human that disgusts me but not too much today. "What do you want did you know I loathe you," hissing at him my hands trembling. "Ah are you sure you're mad at me right now or someone else.....say your favorite" before he could finish I throw my fist intending on hitting him to relieve some stress. Pak! This slender palm grabbing my fist made me even more upset especially when I already figured who's hand it was. "Mr. Kurosawa please stay out of my business neither of you should be stopping me you have a class to teach," I stretch these words out for him. "Sam I'm in a bad mood don't talk to me." Leaving the building after he let go the both of them looked at each other from the corner of my eye seeing this sneering inside.

Walking home after I gave Cordelia a text telling her I wasn't feeling well and left. This was just a precaution even though I'm highly upset right now I can't let her just not finish class because of me. Humming and finally calming down at the grave site near the house swearing I hear a voice calling me. "Don't look back," ran through my head so I just kept walking. "He's toying with you don't take anything that man does seriously," since already hearing the voice again I glance back. Its that woman from yesterday! Her tone the f*ckin same. Ignoring her I keep walking and enter the apartment my heart seething and push down the negative emotions racking through me. As I write a poem inspiration harbouring from my own feelings and sadness.

-----Entry XXX----

Restoration of the soul,

Can never be bold,

My thoughts run rampant yet I know,

That the bleeding river flows,

Desolate..

Fields that once were lush now baren,

The world seems to have fallen,

Is there anyone I should put care in,

No people anywhere,

Just a chained door no one could pry open,

Nothing to do but stay sullen...