A Killer CEO

Sitting there I began to feel impatient. Why couldn't it just be over with? I hate job interviews. I hate that I am in this situation. Why couldn't everything just work out for once. I pull down my sleeves farther trying to hide my tattoos. Reminding myself that this is for the best. A lady comes out from behind the door. Looking like a model she smiles and calls out "Ariya Rose'' I panic. I can do this. I stand silently cursing at myself for wearing high heels. I grab my resume and follow the goddess of a woman. Smiling to myself thinking how much plastic surgery she had to have to look like that. Then I see her stop in front of a door. Her hand knocked silently on the large door. A voice from inside deeply affirming to enter. A larger white room appeared after the door. I step inside and a fear begins to pool in my stomach. A large brown desk with a man and a woman standing behind it both leaning over the desk looking at the screen. The man straightens. "Ariya Rose'' he states. "Yes sir" I began to walk towards the desk. He hands me a badge and then leads me down a hall. Finally ahead of me I see the door. Why is this so complicated? What kind of company is this? I look at the door it reads. The Offices of Michael Tobias. My heart stops. Like DEAD. What am I doing here? I sigh deeply, putting on my best smiling face and I enter the large bright room. I hear a deep husky voice and a shudder begins deep in my body. “Hello Ms. Rose, I am Michael Tobias and welcome to Tobais enterprises. I heard you wanted to be my new assistant” he smiles and it doesn't quite reach his eyes. “Yes” I stutter. God Ariya, what is your problem? Pull it together. “Well I am happy that you are here, please take a seat and we will get started.” He walks around to the other side of his massive desk and unbuttons his jacket as he takes a seat. I can see his muscles moving through his jacket. My breathing hitches. You got this. “Alright let's begin. What makes you think that you have what it takes to work here for this company?” “Well, as you can tell I have held some experience in business and taking care of things that need to be taken care of. I have no problem with focusing all of my attention on one thing” I smile. “Nicely said'' he jots down and turns the page “Are you able to handle stressful situations” he tilts his head and crosses his arms. “I have always been able to handle stress well, I have nothing else going on in my life” “that's hard to believe” he smiles and returns to his demeanor. Who does he think he is, saying something like that. I pull down my sleeves again. I don't need any questions about my tattoos. “Alright Ariya, is there anything that you think that I ( As Your Boss) would need to know about you” “Well like I said I have no life, I am a hard worker and have been wrongly judged in the past” I got this. “For what may I ask?” He brings his hands together in front of him on the desk. I pull up my sleeves slightly and his attention focuses on my now showing tattoos. “Ah, I understand. Well I would like you to know that I appreciate you coming in today and as soon as we have our decision then I will personally give you a call. Probably by the end of the day” he smiles. What? It's over? I screwed up. I pull my sleeves back down. Why does everyone do this? I look down at my hands and try to keep it together. “Well thank you for your time” I rise and begin to walk through the large office. He meets me at the door and opens it for me holding out his hand. I smile cautiously and begin my walk of shame. A silent tear runs down my face and Michael calls out “Hey Ariya, have a nice day!” “Thank you” I murmur as I look back at him and a look of confusion sweeps over his face at my sad demeanor. I just want to go home and watch sad movies and hate the world. I pull out my keys and open the door to my dodge, flustered and upset. Turning on music I try to get lost in the music and watch as people are walking down the street as I'm driving. I see families and couples and I see lonely people. Everywhere. I'm right there with them just trying to find myself and where I belong. I pull into my parking spot and have never been more relieved to see the door to my house. As I open the door and throw my stuff on the floor, my puppy whines at my feet begging for attention. I sit on the floor and just pray that Tobias really wants to hire me and doesn't judge me based on my tattoos. They are a part of me. I rip off my shirt and trace the lines of ink. These have gotten me through some of the worst times of my life and it doesn’t matter that no one understands. I trace my memorial tattoo for my mom. The flowers circling my wrist and up to my elbow, Lilies, her favorite flower, have been planted permanently on my arm just like she is planted permanently in my heart. Tears begin to swell into my eyes and pour out of me. Bella licks my face not understanding why her mommy is sad. I feed Bella and check my messages. “You have one unheard message. To play press one” I breathe deeply then press one. “Hello Ms. Rose, I am calling from the offices of Michael Tobias, I am calling to see when you would like to come in for formal training” I pause, losing my breath. “Please give me a call back so we can see when it would work for you to come in, thank you for your time. Have a pleasant day” I click the end button. Standing there staring at my machine. Is this for real? I'm probably just asleep or in a coma or something. No way did that just happen. Trying to calm myself I dial the number and get the secretary. She confirms my dreams and I am set to go in a few days later. I do a little happy dance in my kitchen while eating a very healthy bowl of ice cream with fruity pebbles sprinkled on top, it's my favorite weakness. I lay in bed unable to sleep because of how pumped I am. To finally have a job. To finally be going somewhere. These past few months have been hell without my mom. I wish she was here. I imagine she would be sitting on my bed rubbing my head while I talked on and on about all my problems. I sigh and hug the teddy bear she gave me as a young child. I nod off into a comfortable sleep….