Chapter 6: Interview

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Saying I like it is not enough... I love Gabriel! I go over and over in my mind when he took my hand and especially when he offered to take me. He could have just left, but he took me home, I don't understand why after asking me to get away from him, he ended up behind me. Phew! He hadn't had any luck with Mrs. Henderson, but apparently things were worse for him; the guards had pushed him out of the party. I wanted to ask him what had happened, but I didn't dare, I didn't want him to see me as a gossip. I have captured in my mind the beautiful image of him, if only you saw how beautiful he was that night. I thought my heart couldn't withstand so much emotion and here I am, alive and even more in love than before. I would like to know everything about him, what happened between us made my interest increase and I decided to investigate him. I'm falling asleep in front of the cash register, customers are trying to talk to me, but I can barely focus my eyes. At 12 noon they gave me my well-deserved rest and guess what...I went to investigate my love. -Hello Fran, how are you? I greeted the man who I can bet must have worked here since the supermarket opened. -Hello girl... he greeted me and then continued with his activities without giving me importance. -Is he alone today? I ask him and he looks in both directions. -Yes, and I hope it continues that way. -Why? I asked, I really didn't expect that answer. -I am already a grown man, I know very well how to do my job. I don't need them to control what I do, the man complained. I stayed silent trying to understand what he meant, I was about to mention Gabriel, but I think that will be another time. The only good thing about this schedule is that I will be free at two in the afternoon and I won't work on Tuesday. I went back to the checkout, the boss was listening to Marco Antonio's complete discography, I have nothing against his music, but with the dream that I have that doesn't help me. -Have you been to the party? The boss asked me, surely she saw me when my head almost fell off the computer. What a shame! -Yes, I went... I thought before speaking, I know that she knows the owner very well, maybe she will be of help to me. -I went because I wanted to talk to Mrs. Henderson, since I will be working part-time, I wanted to apply for the position she has, but I haven't had any luck. -A job like that would be excellent for you, because with the shortage that you are having in your cash, you will be left bankrupt, mentioning the discount that they will give me. I don't know if her comment was positive or negative, her look... Oh if you saw her, her mouth says one thing, but her eyes look like two blades. -Yes, but apparently the lady doesn't agree, I told her and after saying that she scolded me for not seeing a client who she expected to charge her. I marked my departure time, after that I took my purse to leave and the boss stopped me. -Go to human resources and make an appointment with Mrs. Henderson, I jumped a little for joy. -Tomorrow they are going to do interviews, I will make a recommendation... she said and I swear that at that moment I forgot who she was and I hugged her. I ran out very excited, I have faith that everything will turn out well... I have never worked in a family home, I must admit that it scares me a little, even so, I have no other option. I got home, I was exhausted, I went to bed and slept until the next day. I wake up in an excellent mood, everything has changed after being with my love. I look at the clock and I still have some time, I don't want to be late. I left and headed towards the headquarters, I'm nervous to see the owner again... I don't know why all the negative thoughts take over me. I arrived and sat waiting for them to call me, apparently it hasn't arrived yet. That only prolongs my suffering because I am very nervous for having made a fool of myself on the day of the party. I try to relax by imagining the possibility that he won't recognize me. A black van parks at the entrance, apparently it is the owner, why all the employees started running from one side to the other. I see her go down, and I feel my legs trembling, but if you think that was all, you are wrong. Her driver got out with her... Oh, my God, it's him! What is Gabriel doing with Mrs. Henderson? Is he her driver now? I got very nervous, I wanted to run and hide somewhere, my whole body started to shake, when I see that they are about to cross the door, I stand up and run towards a counter to avoid being seen. I hid behind the chair, hinting that I am looking for something on the floor. Oh my god, have mercy on me! -Anabella Urein, the human resources woman calls. Oh no! What do I do? I must get out of here without anyone seeing me, I told myself. -Miss, they are calling you, says the security guard, I hate it. Red as a tomato I entered the appeal, of course Gabriel has seen me, but I couldn't do it. -You again? said the owner. -Yes, I said with shame, while I regret having come. The lady asked me several questions, after that she told me that they would call me but I have the feeling that I have wasted my time. She took my bag and I head towards the exit and there he is, leaning on the truck talking on the phone and I couldn't help but sigh. Arranged my hair as best I could, I walk, pretending to be distracted, waiting for me to stop... Dreaming costs nothing! and as expected he didn't even see me. I walked discouraged to the bus stop, maybe he's looking for me, I laugh at my witticisms. Lost in my thoughts, a motorcycle stops in front of me and my heart stopped... But...Gabriel is in a van, I looked up and guess who he was... Yes, Marcos. -Hi, beutifull! Phew!, -Shall I take you? He asked me and since I didn't want to wait any longer I accepted. I'm getting on the motorcycle and I see my love's truck leaving. He walked past us slowly, his sky-colored eyes landed on us and I wanted to die. Fuck!
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