His Obsession

Chapter X-Dress

I received a text message from Taylor asking me out this afternoon, during my working hour. I wanted to go, but I was hesitant to ask permission to go out early. Though I worked at home I am almost monitored. Not really time monitored, but you know I’m flooded with emails that I have to answer from time to time, so it’s almost the same as checking me.

But, I also don’t know how to turn down Taylor as I was rooting for him since what happened the last time he visited our home when he fled as soon as he had time. I miss the guy, but I’m not sure if it was merely because we haven’t seen each other for a while, or might be because I have a list of question for him. Anyhow, I’m not sure how to handle it. So instead I texted him, to wait until I’m done with my work.

And as if on cue, I received an email from my superior telling me to meet with Taylor. Of course, silly me, he wants to meet with me for work purpose, what else could it be?

I drop the dress I pick for me to wear, supposedly. Just before I open the mail, I was actually running on my drawer checking which dress fits me the most. Now I have to settle with formal attire.

I felt like my shoulder drop.

Then my phone rang.

“Hey Tee, sorry about that, I was not thinking straight. Please see me as you please.” I said apologetically.

“It’s okay. Jayson will pick you up at your place, I know you know him. His the Jayson from back then.” He said in a monotone.

“Wow, Jayson is still with you. That’s great to hear, at least I would have someone I know with me.” I said while smiling.

“Wait, let’s change that, Clint will pick you up sorry. I remember Jayson have to fetch something for me. Exactly 1 P.M. Clint will pick you up, so please be prepare by then. And oh, 5,4,3,2,1.”

Ding Dong. Someone’s at the door, I open the door, and there was a delivery man who is holding a large tote bag and a box.

“I’m looking for Esmeralda Dwayne.” He said smiling, the delivery man himself look gorgeous, he looks like a model. He has a perfect jawline and he has flawless skin.

“I am Esmeralda Dwayne.” He handed me the tote and a sheet of paper to sign. After I led him inside to put the box on the center table. He left after.

“So, it arrived. Please wear those.”

I open the tote and saw a red bag on it, and on the box lay a red dress, with a flower embroidered on the top left of it, the garment looks high class, the fabric speaks of its value.

“Taylor, what is this for? These are very expensive, you don’t have to do this. You see I know that you’re from a good family, but Tee, you should not spend your family fortune for such a trivial thing.”

I put the dress back, ready to return it.

“Why would I? Those are from the company. They send it to make sure you won’t embarrass the brand you’re carrying.” He said. And all I could answer was okay.

I don’t know what happen to him, but it seems as though he's the same guy I meet the first time, distant and prideful. But, I know this guy. After all, he is my best friend.

Behind the facade of his “I don’t care” an attitude is a good man, so though he won’t admit it. I know he was the one who sent the dress, the color was my favorite, not to mention the design it was the same as one of my doodles.

My heartbeat runs like that, I might be low class, but I know clues when I see one. And this dress in front of me could be the answer to my every question.

+++++Flasback+++++

“Hey milady, what are you doing here?” Greet Tee.

I was sitting under a fig tree while doodling, I’m used to doing this after class. I have this spot in a park near the school where I usually stay to do some doodling.

“Same as usual Tee.” I show him my new creation, it’s a color red dress, with a ruffle flower on the top left. It’s a knee-high dress composed of two-layer. The inner layer is made of georgette silk fabric, and the outer layer is made of chiffon silk fabric. Making it lightweight and perfect for a skinny girl like me.

“This is nice. But it will be nicer if you first learn how to draw.” He smirks at that, so I grab my drawing pad and hid it in my envelope.

“Whatever!” I said as I put my hand up, for him to grab so he can help me stand up.

++++++End of flashback+++++++++