THE GAY BARTENDER

Eighty six

let's skid for a while..

"if she had just declined his offer of sitting down and kept to it . She would have still been washing dishes at Willies by now. Although the thought of not washing dishes made her slightly joyful. She couldn’t stop being angry. It almost felt as though she was obliged to it, judging from the fact that she had been emotionless for the past few minutes , and she was clinging to the first reflex that made its way to her mind.

She reached in her purse , pulling out his card, Luckily she hadn’t forgotten it back at Willies . she ran her fingers across the card. The thought of calling him and accepting he offer went through her mind, but she immediately brushed it off .That was the devil speaking to her.She thought inwardly, placing te card back in her purse.

She thought she overcame the temptation but that was a wrong assumption, she found herself reaching in her purse and pulling out the card once more. Furthermore, she looked at the card for a while but couldn’t do it. She couldn’t call him.Her paranoid and desperate selves were having a fight in her head and the confusion was killing her.

She groaned loudly , todding the card on the floor, rummaging her hands through her hair , making it rougher than it already was.she was aware of the fact that she was acting like a psycho and people were staring at her, but she didn’t care.Likewise she was just about to make a decision that would change her life for good or not.

She sighed and walked over to the card that laid on the floor, picking it back up.It was as though the card kept pulling her to itself .Almost as if she didn’t have free will and a plastic was having its way through her thoughts.

Hr paranoid self gave up, and her desperate self gave in as she reached for her phone in her pocket, bringing it out with her hands literally shaking .Swallowing hard , she proceeded in dialing the number written on the card and held her phone to the ear as her heartbeat became rapid, intense and loud.

Laura looked down at her worn-out jean trousers as his peering eyes were boring holes into her .She never really ceased to amaze herself .A couple of days back, she had been screaming negatively regarding the whole deal , but here she was waiting. Patiently for her supposed interview. She hadn’t told anyone about it . Scratch that , she didn’t have anybody to tell. Apart from her best friend –chums-who still didn’t know anything about it.

No family member to take advice from and no one to give her a motherly view regarding the contract, judging from the fact that her mother died in an accident that occurred 10 years ago. Laura acted okay , but deep down , she still felt the sting that the deep wound in her heart emitted .The memory was still fresh in her head because she was in the car when the accident happened. It was raining heavily that day and her mum wasn’t with her glasses , and that was partly Laura’s fault.

‘’Laura, please grab my glasses on your way down’’ her mother’s voice kept ringing in her head as the memories begun to flood back.

The windshield wipers of the car for some reason refused to do their job that day and the glass became too cloudy to see a thing .

Laura who had a perfect sight couldn’t see a thing and the situation was more awful for Mrs riley who at the time had myopia. The only thing Mrs Riley could see were flashes from the trees they passed by.

The car suddenly went off track and none of them had any idea where the car was heading to , as a result of how clouded the view was.

Laura remembered crossing her hands at he bac seat off the car , mumbling a little prayer begging to get through it.

Suddenly it became dark and the next place Laura found herself was at the hospital. They broke the news of her mothers death to her and it was at that moment her life changed drastically , she was taken to an orphanage home, and also developed a strong omrophobia. Spring officially beame her most dreaded season.

‘’Miss Wilson.’’ She heard and that snapped her into reality as she looked at the gentleman inforont of her.It was then she remembered that se was supposed to be answering some question rather than sitting down,lost in thought. She took a look at him ,it was supposed to be just a glance , but it went from just a glance to a long stare. For some reason , she couldn’t take hereyes off him. His model like physique was too astonishing, ranging from perfect jawline to his symmetrical face and his strong ahnd that was filled with a glass of wine . His brunette hair was groomed and trimmed into taper fade and that highlighted his facial details.In other wors, he was the rason the word perfection was created .

She had just spent 5 minutes and his beauty already optimized her.She feared what would happen in a year.

‘’When is the interview, Miss Wilson .Get ready we are getting married .’’

She was taken aback by his statement .They had