Chapter 3: Chapter 1
2 years later.
Life has definitely take the turn for the better. Life no longer consists of bruises and busted lips. I ran from a life that would have one day put me in an early grave. After the what happened with Connor I ran home, to Winnfield Louisiana. I told my parents everything, I mean what choice did I really have. I showed up out of the blue, bruised and covered in dried blood. They help me get back on my feet, they help me really reclaim my life after a year and a half.
Now I live in the small town of Stardust Hills, South Carolina.
I will not lie to you, I still have not looked back to see what else transpired that night after I ran. I promised myself that I wouldn't because I deserve to move on and live a better life.
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Sometimes in life, I just feel like Monday is an asshole to wake up to. Monday means that I have to change out of my black boxers and white V neck that I have been wearing since Friday night. It also means that I have to take my hair out of my messy bun and actually attempt to curl or straighten it.
I quickly hurry out of bed and get into the shower. I mean, you would think it was needed after not taking one since Friday night and it now being Monday morning. After my shower, I pick out my normal business attire, but I try to spruce it up a tad today. I work at Johnson Inc. as a reader. My job is basically reading every manuscript that comes in for publishing, so I pretty much get paid to read all day criticizing story lines, characters, climaxes, etc. This is what I have always dreamed of doing, my ultimate dream job. I really have my Dad to thank for this amazing opportunity. He went to collage with the CEO of Johnson Inc. so he told me that he "called in a favor".
I arrive just in time for my before meeting starts. "Kelly can you please retrieve all of my manuscripts and bring them to the conference room," I greet my assistant.
"Yes ma'am. Would you like some coffee or breakfast?" she responds, quickly standing up from her seat.
"No thank you, I will grab a coffee on the way to the conference room," I dismiss her. I watch as she disappears into my office before I make my way to the break room for my morning coffee.
"Good morning Miss Petrova" Kevin from the mail room greets me, filling his plate with a variety of doughnuts.
"Why, good morning to you to Kevin. Are you taking doughnuts for the whole crew, or is all of that just a snack for you?" I jokingly ask.
"Nope this is just for me. You know I have to feed all my demons that live in my fat rolls." He chuckles. I can't believe that he would even think about referring to himself as fat, because he is literally a twig that might snap at any moment.
"Well I hope the doughnuts are good, but, as you know, some of us have to work around here." I giggle.
"Oh! Speaking of work, I have more manuscripts for you down in the mail room. I'll bring them up to you after your meeting."
"Thank you! You know, you don't have to always bring them to me personally. I could always go and grab them myself after my meeting." I inform him.
"No, no it's fine. The reason I bring them personally is because I like to flirt with Kelly. You, yourself, know this. It has been going on since the beginning," he grins cheekily.
"I know, I know. I'm just making sure nothing has changed and you haven't gotten tired of rejection" I say as I walk out of the door.
"I will not quit until I get her to say yes to me!" He yells after me.
I make it through the long and drawn out meeting, which has lasted most of my day. Because of this, I really don't have anytime to read any of the new comers. I decide before I clock out that I should sort through all the manuscripts and make note to call all the authors that we were not able to publish. That way they can start looking for someone else to publish them.
Making it home by 8:30 P.M. is a breath of fresh air. Normally on the days we have the meetings, I am super whipped and ready to go to bed by nine. Dinner is normally take out because I get home so late, so I really just want something that is quick and easy, so after I am I can take a shower and go to bed.
After dinner and my shower, I'm restless. My normal schedule of dinner, shower, and bed, seems to be ruined because I feel so restless. The memories still haunt me, sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night filled with paranoia thinking that there is someone in my house. The worst nights are when I imagine that Connor is standing at the end of my bed, getting ready to pounce at me.
I grab my phone and plug up my head phones to blast my music until sleep takes me.
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