Mr president, please love me

it's not what you think

I can’t believe yester night was the last time I was to see my father alive. The way he talked to me I knew he was saying goodbye.

He has left the company’s responsibility to me. He made me promise to take care of the company and protect it with all I have. I didn’t want to anger him so I accepted.

It's a very hard time for me. My mum needs me at this time and I’m also very broken. The media is announcing his demise. Sometimes they don’t consider the feelings of the loved ones when they announce death without remorse.

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JANE'S P.O.V

It’s been a month since the death of my boss. It’s was a blow to the company and to all employees. He was a caring man who paid attention to his workers needs.

He was like a father to us all. I personally loved Him. For the shortest time I have worked with him I grew close to him and his wife . They were like my parents here in new yolk.

Rumor has it that his son will take over. Although the company is running smoothly there must be a leader. The vice president has been running things very well.

I can’t help remembering the gossip going around the office. I eavesdropped some girls talking at the canteen yesterday.

(Flash back)

“ Have you heard the new president is reporting on Monday?” one of them claimed.

“Yeah, I wonder if we will be safe with our jobs. He is arrogant unlike his father. I have read about him on the internet and the guy is arrogant. And a playboy. In every story he has a different woman accompanying him. I wonder what they see in him even after knowing he is a womanizer.” The other responded.

“I saw his photos and he is handsome. If he shows interest in me I could do the same. Who doesn’t want to be associated with the richest bachelor anyway.”

“you are sick in the head. How can you want to get involved with someone you know you don’t have a future with. They say he doesn’t sleep with a lady twice. Just once and he is done with you. If you like go throw yourself at him because I know you can. But don’t come crying.” she warned.

“Whatever. You are such a joy kill. I don’t know why I’m friends with you.” I didn’t wait for there conversation to end . I walked away thinking about my boyfriend Jack. He has been ignoring my calls and texts. He only calls back when he feels like, claiming he is busy.

I take my phone and search about my soon to be boss. The first photo I see made me melt. His blue eyes looked directly as if looking in to mine. I blushed. “you are crazy Jane. It’s just a photo. Stop dreaming girl. He can never like a plain girl like you.” I told my self.

What I’m I even thinking? I smack my head.

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It’s Sunday. Yesterday I called my boyfriend and he didn’t answer my calls and neither did he call back.

“Hi Jane. Good morning”. Stacy greets me as she sits on the couch opposite mine. She welcomed me to her apartment when I relocated here looking for a job. And even when I got my job it became hard for us to separate. So we decided to continue with the arrangement.

“Hi, you woke up late today. Aren’t you going to your boyfriend? It’s a miracle to see you around on weekends.” I taunted giving her a all knowing smile.

She throws a cushion at me and I caught it winking at her. Which made her laugh.

“you are talking like that because you don’t have any Idea how it feels to love someone Jane. You say you love jack but you never had s*x with him. If a guy shows no interest in your body he either doesn’t love you ,or he is having an affair.” She tells me and I think about mine and jacks relationship.

When we started dating he was all over the place. He used to blow my phone with calls and messages. But gradually everything is changing.

“must I sleep with a guy to show my love for him? If he loves me he wouldn’t mind waiting until we are married. I can’t give my body to a guy who isn’t yet my husband.” I defended.

“Oh girl. You don’t know what you are missing. s*x is so sweet. The feeling of his hands on your body is so enticing. When he penetra….” I didn’t wait for her to finish.

“ Spare me your sick details Stacy. Who wants to hear what you do with your boyfriend? Who told you rolling your waist for him will prevent him from cheating.? I asked her rolling my eyes.

“ Well, I don’t care. If he is making me happy then why care about the rest. If he wasn’t out of town I would be entangled with him right now I’m telling you. This will be the longest weekend for me.” She says making a sad face.

She seemed to think of something. she narrowed her eyes with wrinkled forehead at me. “ Tell me truth. How are things between you and Jack? I rarely see him around these days and you don’t talk about him like before.” She asks with concern.

“Jack has changed. He doesn’t talk to me much recently. The last time we talked was the day before yesterday . He told me he would be out of town. Since then he hasn’t picked my calls or replied to my texts. I wonder if he is well.” I truthfully told her.

She sighs and slams back to the couch. “ I hate to break your heart sweetheart but your boyfriend is seeing someone else. No one is so busy to lack time for the one they love.” She looked at me pitifully

“ Why don’t you go to his place and check for yourself. He might be around. He knows you always call before going to his place. Just go and if you don’t find him then your doubts would be cleared that he is indeed busy.” She suggests and her Idea is good.

“I’ll go after taking breakfast” I stand and walk to the kitchen to prepare something for us.

She follows me to the kitchen and talks from behind me. “ Why don’t you give him your body? surprise him one of these days, just walk to his place dressed all sexy and give it to him. You have been dating for almost two years.”

“ Well, I was planning on that until he started changing. I’m afraid he is not into me anymore and i may end up embarrassing myself.” I say depressed from all that has been happening.

“You are so beautiful for any guy to reject you. Trust me because I envy your looks girl. If i was a guy I would make sure I marry you. I feel like turning lesbian for you baby”. She says slapping my butt.

“Ouch… that hurts. Stop messing with me or I’ll struggle you to death.” I pretend to be irritated.

She sticks her tongue out on me and walks out of the kitchen. “Trust me, if your guy smacks your butt like that you’ll be moaning with pleasure. Try it and you’ll see.” She shouts from the other side.

“your thoughts are rotting by the day. You don’t think of anything else except getting laid.” I taunt her.

“ I can’t help it. It’s my weakness. I love good things and d**k’s are.” I just shake my head. She doesn’t filter whatever she says. And doesn’t shy away from who she is. It’s one reason I love her. She is a straight forward person and doesn’t pretend.

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I’m on my way to my boyfriends house. I’m anxious and I feel as if a bad thing is going to happen. I just feel like alighting from the taxi and walking back home. But I just want to feed my curiosity.

When I get there ,his front door is slightly open meaning he is inside. I knock and I get no response so I crack open the door and walk in.

The living room messy. Clothes are scattered on the floor. His clothes and a lady’s cloth including the innermost one. My heart skips and I find my legs taking me to his bedroom.

My breathing accelerates. It better not be what I’m thinking. As I get close it’s clear that whoever are inside are having s*x.

I halt on my track contemplating whether to continue going or just turn around and leave. I stand there for some minutes and decide to walk in and see for myself.

They were too carried away not to lock the front door let alone the bedroom one. I pushed open the door and entered. And the man I have dated for almost two years was busy shoving his d**k in another woman. They didn't even notice the intrusion.

The girl noticed me first and moaned even louder. “ f**k me harder baby… yesssss. Like that.. don’t stop I’m Cumming. I love you so much.” She continued shouting taunting my ears and it’s like I was glued to the place. I stood like a robot and watched.

“You so tight…. Your p***y feels so good… I can’t have enough of you honey. I love you more. So very much.” Jack said as he aggressively plunged in to her. He was enjoying himself not to think of anything else.

The clutch bag I was holding left my grip and cluttered on the floor. He opened his eyes and our eyes locked. The tears I was so much holding flowed down my cheeks.

He pulled out of her and looked around as if to be sure where he was. He gaze from me and to the girl he was f*****g and murmured some curses. The girl wore a cunning smile on her face.

“Holy f**k… what are you doing here? It’s not what you think… I.. III..” he stuttered. “ I can explain… it’s …. It’s not what it looks like”. The audacity with this guy. What is there to explain after everything I have witnessed?.

I turn around and walk out. When I get to the living area I remember my bag and I walk back to pick it. I’m heartbroken beyond measure because I really love him. But I can’t forgive him for what he has just done to me. The betrayal.