Akira
“I'm sorry Akira but I have no other choice than to fire you” Mr Andrew said to me avoiding eye contact and gathering his stuff for his next meeting.
“Please Andrew, I'll do my best from now on, I won't do what I'm not asked to do or what I'm not supposed to do whether it feels right to me or not” I pleaded with him. I could see that he wasn't doing this out of his will, he was forced to do it. I'm a very good staff member of this company and everyone knows that, so why am I getting fired?
“Akira, I expect your desk to be cleared when I'm back from my meeting,” he said as he walked out of the office.
With a sigh I walked out of his office citing Gloria on a mini black skirt and blue blouse in front of my desk grinning at me, her deep red lipstick, very obvious even from the distance I was coming from.
“So.. I saw Andrew walking out, looking sad. what was it about?” she asked. She is obviously the reason I'm getting fired, but I'm in no mood to entertain her anymore.
“Oh Gloria please for goodness sake drop the act, I know you are the cause of this. I just hope you are very much satisfied now that the entire workload would be on you” I said with an angry smile plastered on my face as I packed my belongings into a box and exited the company building.
Hailing a cab, I get in instructing the driver to take me to a place I can clear my head.
Getting comfortable in the cab, I rested my head on the car window letting the cool breeze of New York blow my hair into a mess.
“Ma’am, I have gotten to your destination” I heard the driver say as I opened my eyes and realized we were in front of a clubhouse, how did I fall asleep? And wait, a club house?
“I'm sorry, why did you drive me here?” I asked the driver.
“This is where I recommend,” he replied, smiling at me.
Giving up and deciding to try the place, I paid the cab and walked into the building.
Squeezing through the crowd on the ground floor, I make my way to the second floor of the building and get settled in front of a bar lust in how nice the setting was.
“What would you like, young lady?” I heard a voice say in front of me. The bartender! Damn, do all the handsome men work in a bar? If so then …. My thoughts trailed off as my ringing tone came to hearing.
“Sorry, please excuse me. '' I excused myself from the bar and went to a more secluded part of the building to answer the call.
“ Hey babe” I voiced out immediately I answered the phone .
“Where are you?” Rick asks from the other side of the phone .
“ Well I just…
“ Doesn't matter, I called to tell you that it's over between us. I can't be with you anymore” he cut in.
“ Rick what's going on why.. my sentence was cut short as I heard the call end .
Seriously? Just like that? What the hell has gotten in to Rick? I thought as I redialed his number. Voice mail! Great!
Can this day get any worse!?
Walking back to the bar I ordered for two shots of tequila, I am not letting any stupid break up ruined my already ruined evening. s**t is this how alcohol tastes? I squeeze my face as the burning sensation descends my throat.
I was on my ninth shot and completely wasted when I realized I was pressed.
“Where can I find the restroom sweetie?” I asked the bartender. He smiled and pointed out the direction.
Staggering towards the restroom I meet a long que of ladies waiting to use the restroom. I didn't know I was a light weight since I haven't drank before, God my head feels so heavy. I dragged myself to another direction as I searched for another restroom.
Reaching a thick double door, I opened it. Obviously this won't be a restroom but I hope it leads me to one.I regret my action immediately as the door opened revealing a group of men sitting at every corner of the room, each with at least two women beside them except one.
He sat in the room with no woman. Why is he without a woman? I thought. “ Who are you?” a voice cut my thought, I looked beside me to see a huge guy with scary things tattooed on his arm, Eww! First off, I'm not a fan of tattoos.
“Why do you have so many tattoos?” I asked out of nowhere, causing the whole room to go silent. Oh God, I'm wasted.
“Who are you?” He asked again and this time I realized we were the only people talking in the room and all eyes were on us, great Akira!.
“I'm his girl for the night” I voiced out as that was the best excuse I could come up with as to why I was there. After my sentence I looked back at the guy with no woman around and noticed that he had a smirk on his face.
“His girl in an office shirt and a blouse? This is surely not the dressing that impresses the boss” the huge guy said.
Boss!? Oh jeez
“ I get to decide what impresses me, Damon,” a firm but soft deep voice said from the end of the room.
“Sorry boss” the huge guy apologized
“Come here princess” the voice said again.
Smirking at Damon, I walked to the handsome boss at the end of the room. Really Akira? You are being proud and bold right now? Alcohol definitely turns you into someone else.
Coming closer I get a closer view of him. He has a well chiseled jaw, perfect kissable lips, gray eyes with a black outline. His hair, he has thick short black hair combed all back.
“Sit” he commands, and I do so. Studying my reaction he smiles and says “you are drunk”
Yeah, like that isn't very obvious I thought as I rolled my eyes.
Now that I get a close look at the room, I look around and my reaction changes as I notice that the women in the room are not just sitting around, they are either working down the men's pants or dancing or kissing them.
“Any problem princess?” He asks as he notices my change of reaction.
“No Mr …. I trailed wan
ting to know his name
“Raymond” he filled in “Raymond Walker” he added.