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The secret relationship
CHAPTER 1:THE BEGINNING
Brielle's POV:
Even if you can't introduce me to others as your boyfriend, I'm happy to be by your side even though sometimes I feel like your world doesn't revolve around me. I just got used to it that even when I'm hurt I can still hide it in a way that Stanley doesn't notice it. Before we had a sweet relationship with my so called sweet boss. I went through a lot at his hands..
I will start my story of how I fell into the hands of the SPOILED BRATT CEO of DELA CRUZ magazines and how by pretending to be his assistant and lover, our relationship became real....
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"Brielle, son, do you have extra money? My mother asked me me with a weak voice, she was still in bed that time because she had just recovered from the flu..
"yes, mom! Don't be stubborn, and dont stress yourself Take medicine and don't starve yourself. I've cooked your favorite food if your hungry just eat it, Eat before papa comes back because i knew he Will beat you up again." i said.
When I was young, I knew how to stretch a bone and help my mom to work so we could have extra money for our evwryday living.. Ive got used to it because my father was a drunkard and a gambler. My mom is martyr because even though papa hurts her, she still doesn't leave us . I often get beaten up especially if dad loses in gambling. Sometimes I want to kill and cooked his chickens because that's more important than us, it doesn't matter if we're hungry,he doesn't care about it and it doesn't matter if we don't have vitamins as long as the chicken could eat. My father is a soldier and my mother is a nurse. That's why mom stopped working for a long time because that's what my dad said. Our life is very difficult because even if we are hungry, my father doesnt care at all but that's fine.. I promised myself that one day I would be able to get my family out of trouble and I would keep them away from my father who was so abusive and doesnt care about how we feel. I'm jealous of other people because their father loves them so much but ours can't even afford money for our schooling, I studied cloth designing and I really impressed my teachers with the design I made. I studied business management even though I was studying cloth design.. because it has become my habby..
Until one day when I caught my father with another woman in the bed next to me, I reported it to my mother and showed her.. Do you know, what happened next to us was traumatic because dad almost killed us, I blocked my body when dad was about to fire his caliber 45 at mom.. When my sister in Manila found out about it, he immediately sent us money to pick us up.. I thought that our life would be okay there, but it wasn't easy for me to go to different part time jobs. And my own boss tried to molest me so I'm afraid it might happen to me again.. My sister's friend let me into the gaybar, I thought I was only a waiter, so they took me to a dark room and made me party there... I've been through all the pain but I hid it from mom because I didn't want her to worry...
Until the day came when I couldn't take it anymore and I was stunned because they didn't know the reason...
"BRIELLE HAS A SMILING DEPRESSION The doctor told my mother. My mother knows that because she is a nurse.. That's why she really cried when she found out about my condition.. That feeling that you just want everyone to be happy but you gradually crushing.. That's how I feel. And I feel like everyone in the world can hurt me...
S M I L I N G D E P R E S S I O N
Smiling depression is what's known as an oxymoron-two words that don't seem to make sense together. Unfortunately, smiling depression is real. It's a form of depression in which a person appears to be happy and even thriving on the outside, while suffering on the inside. A teen with smiling depression may get good grades, do lots of extracurricular activities, and have a large circle of friends, all while hiding their true feelings even from those who are closest to them.
Smiling depression is especially dangerous because it's more difficult to detect than other types of depression, so teens don't get the support and treatment they need. In addition, people with smiling depression may be at a higher risk of suicide. Because they're accustomed to powering through the pain, they may have more energy and focus to make a suicide plan and follow through with the attempt.
that's how dangerous it is to have depression like mine.. You can plan how to end your life because of your feelings..
But mom did all this..
There are many things people can do to help someone who is experiencing smiling depression.
The first thing is to encourage the person with smiling depression or any other type of depression to see a doctor, mental health professional, or other healthcare providers. Other ways to help include:
going with the person to a medical appointment or helping arrange their transportation
offering nonjudgmental acceptance, support, and encouragement
never downplaying comments about suicide, but instead helping contact a treatment provider if they are feeling suicidal
bringing a meal, offering childcare services, helping clean their house, or keeping them company
watching for changes in behavior or routines.
If someone with smiling depression or any depression cancels plans or does not answer their phone, it is important to reach out to them.
It is helpful to let a person with smiling depression know that they are not alone, and reminding them that with treatment and time, they will get better.
He didn't leave me and forsake me.. Until I got up again, my vigor returned. And I am very thankful that the people who love me did not give up on me.. Untill I decided to go abroad. To take a risk, mom went back to being a nurse because of my treatment, she was afraid that my illness would end me up being BIPOLAR or if I didn't hurt myself but I can handle my emotions now and I know that I will succeed in the path that I will follow ..
I needed a placement fee so that I could fly to Canada.. The case is that my savings were not enough so when I saw a gown design contest, I entered and I did not expect that my work would win.. So I used that for my placement fee do you know.. Mom didn't want to allow me then because she was worried that my depression might attack and no one would look after me.. I told mom that I can handle myself and I'm happy with what I'm doing so I convinced her too..
In short, we were flying but we didn't know that it was a scam and all our documents were fake to make matters worse. We only have a tourist visa and it will only last for three months.. We don't have employees.. And we had almost nothing to live at that time, luckily I had money with me.. Even if it was just a little bit, it was able to keep me alive for a few weeks until my roommate and I found a racket in a hotel.. We also had Filipinos with us there and they kept quiet too... Our salary was high even part time part we are just house keepers... We also have tips and if you're lucky.. They'll even leave some money right when you clean..
And this is where I will meet this irritating Stanley Dela Cruz..
Ivan and I were assigned to his suit to clean his room wow!! As in wow because of its size and I didn't know that the hotel where I work is owned by him..
It's beautiful and you'll be overwhelmed by its size, you can even see the whole of Calgary from its terrace. And the unfairness of the size of the swimming pool mesmerized me .. Until later Stanley came..
"is this my suit? Did you make sure that they cleaned every corner of my suit well? I don't want to... When he suddenly sneezed because he smelled DUST..
"WHAT THE HELL!! I JUST SAID WHO WAS CLEANING IT? until he sneezes one after another, he doesn't like dust because he's allergic to it..
That's why Ivan and I approached slowly.
" There are two of you!! It's a lazy job! Do that again and I want it cleaned okay! What the hell where is my room. He asked.
I know that I cleaned his room properly. But still he continue sneezing
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"He's scary," Ivan said to me
"That's really how he looks like a VIP.. Let's hurry up and clean up, I said to Ivan until we're done.. You will be really impressed with what he gave because it was triple of our normal salary, ivan, so when we were leaving and we were far away from the hotel, I remembered that I left my wallet in Mr. Sungit's room. Omg, my visa was there and the big problem was that it is expiring, what should I do, maybe he'll see that?
I said as I worried about the consequences of my mistake.
And this is the beginning of my SECRET RELATIONSHIP
TO BE CONTINUED