❁ To admit that some people literally have no conscience is not technically the same as saying that some human beings are evil, but it is disturbingly close. ❁

In my whole life of 24 years, today is the day I took the quickest shower ever. " Breakfast is ready. " Josie informs as I step out of the bathroom.

" No time Joe, I have to go. " I tell without glancing at her, holding my bag, trying to stuff my foot into the shoe.

It's wrong to leave without bidding Goodbye to Mrs Taylor but she is sleeping soundly like a kid, and I think it's more wrong to wake somebody from their beauty sleep.

" Please tell Mrs Taylor I said Goodbye and sorry for leaving like this. " I blab in rush before I leave their house, and thankfully Josie has already ordered me a cab which is waiting right next to me. I quickly slide into it not before making sure if the seat is germs free by wiping it with tissues.

I look into the rear view mirror of the cab as I finger comb my caramel brown hairs and I can feel the cab driver also looking at the mirror to see the gorgeous yet crazy girl sitting on the back seat.

" Never seen a girl combing her hairs, huh? " I cock a brow while he immediately averts his gaze to the road like he was never watching me.

Bloody Creep!

I hide my face's sleepiness and puffiness with some BB cream, concealer, compact and a lifesaver lipstick that I always keep in my bag, which finally makes me look a little presentable.

***

I rush through the staircase of my apartment building as soon as I get out of the cab, I quickly slip myself into my office wear, get my hairs combed with a real comb, grab my Ipad which is provided by the office in case you wonder. And I finally have a look of mine in my mirror before leaving to make sure I don't scare people with the make up I did in hurry.

As I have spent quite a lot of money in travelling from Chicago to Galena and then back to Chicago, I have left just 10 dollars, so now I have to legitimately run to the office.

The only fact that is keeping me sane right now is, today is the day I will get my first salary from this new job, and I've a fully prepared list of how to spend my salary even before receiving it.

But first of all, I've to pay the apartment's rent of 4 months including the past three months before the landlady kicks me out.

I turn my wrist to see the time as I reach the office building, it's two minutes to nine, I'm on time! A message pops on my phone's screen the very moment I sit on my chair beside my desk.

The not so visible frown on my face becomes more invisible as I sneak into the message, it tells that my salary has been deposited to my bank account.

Oh heavens, such a relief!

I place my bag at the corner of my desk, no time to take deep breaths, I mute my cell for no disturbance, turn on the computer and open my mail to find the drafts I made on Mrs Taylor's laptop. However before I could download them Mr. Male Bitch enters the office and I rush to him with my IPad.

" Good Morning Sir, first you have a meeting with the Advertising company MD at 9:30, then a meeting with Tatiana Roman at 10:15, then you have to go for a site visit to... "

" Calm down, love. " Hans cuts me off, " Have you completed all the reports? "

Shit! I didn't, I fell asleep!

" Not yet, but they'll be done within an hour. " I stutter inspite of the fact I've not completed half of it, to which he takes a halt and moves his head to glare at me, " I don't think I need to clear that I hate any kind of delay. "

" But Sir it was too much to complete within the given time. " I argue calmly to which he doesn't give any reaction, just approaches his cabin while I follow him.

" Oh Love, you should've thought this when you left me..."

Hans...

" ...outside the restaurant yesterday. I think I gave you enough freedom. " he rants while leaning on his chair like an alligator.

" Oh that, come on, not everything is about you okay. " I blurt in reflex as I literally roll my eyes. He sometimes just act like a spoiled young brat. " And obviously I had to run because of the bizzare you created. " I give a small smirk and he stares at me like I've asked for his kidney.

" But you know, it was so fun to watch your clueless face when that waiter was about to punch you. " finally cracking up into a laughter fit. " You were like... " I make his impression while his cheeks turns red out of embarrassment.

Confession No. 31- He used to tease me exactly the same way, back in old days.

" What? I was just joking. "

" I'm the boss here, I make jokes. "

" Fine, then go ahead with your joke. "

" It's not time to make jokes. "

Ahhh you're being annoying day by day Hans.

I would've argued further but now I feel no strength in myself to waste my energy on him. I just realised I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning, " Leave the schedule on table and get lost! " he barks.

Place the I pad on the table I whirl to move out of the cabin.

" Listen." he calls me while I look up in his direction with my hand on the door knob, " I don't care if you have to stay all night, I want all the reports on this table before you leave this building." he announces.

I so want to grab his hairs in my fist and then strike his head against the wall, and then snap his neck and rip his heart out. However, I just walk out of the cabin without giving any reaction.

***

How am I still alive?

It's 8:00 in the evening and I have not had a single bite of food, porridge was the last ate since yesterday morning in that Chinese restaurant. A sigh escapes, as I double click the print option on the computer to print the reports that I finally completed after working the whole day.

With my every step towards Hans' cabin, the sound of my heels echoes because of the emptiness in the office. Everyone has left already. I rotate the his cabin's door counterclockwise.

" Sir, the reports are done. " I grumble as I place a bunch of papers on his table and leave without glancing over him as exhaustion is the only word I can feel.

I grab my bag and manage to go downstairs as now I'm started to a feel dizzy. I have no idea how am I even walking, I'm so numb but conscious enough to sign the register as I fill the evening entry at reception.

A cold evening breeze of Chicago strikes my body making me realise I'm finally out of the hell. Holding the strap of my bag tightly I move forward on my tracks, like an alcoholic because I can't walk straight anymore.

Just a few more steps Nora, you can do it.

I repeat to myself although I know there's still a long way to walk, I hold my belly as I somehow manage to look up at a bakery shop on the other edge of the street, hunger, I'm hungry I want food, I'm starving.

I take yet another step and now my vision is betraying me. Why is everything getting darker? Or am I seeing it darker? I try to hold the street light pole beside me for support but can't get my grip on it, I fall down unconsciously in the middle of the street and pass out.

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Dang it! I totally forgot today is Friday and I had to update. If you encounter millions of typos, trust me I can't explain how sleepy I am right now.

Good Night.

Or Good Morning.

Or Good Evening.

I hope you're staying positive and optimistic whatever time it is.

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