????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
✍️ Written by Pinky????
????Chapter Nine [9]????
Subtitle: {A Meeting?}
????Ruby’s Pov????
“The party was….um…fine?”
“You don’t sound sure. Or wasn’t it fine?”
It would have been but that’s if I didn’t get stuck with that heartbreaker.
But funny enough, I was glad that I got stuck with him in the first place. Because trust me, it was so fun.
Dr Vincent was watching me closely expecting an answer from me.
“It was fine.” I finally answered, getting up to my feet. “I want to prepare dinner.”
“Need help in the kitchen?” He asked, getting up to his feet as well.
I smiled before saying. “Do I have any choice to turn down that offer?”
He chuckled de-eply as he moved along with me into the kitchen, few feet away from the living room.
“Honestly, you don’t.”
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“God, that’s so hilarious. How can a patient say that?” Cherry said in between laughter.
“I know right. I tried so ha-rd to hold in the laughter but I just couldn’t. I burst out laughing.” Dr Vincent said in between laughter as well.
“You laughed in front of the patient? what did she say?” I was the one who asked this time around as I managed to stop laughing.
“fu-ckyou.”
We laughed more louder. I even had tears strolling down my face.
Currently, Dr Vincent was telling us about his funny experience with patients.
Whoever says that doctors work are very boring are one heck of a liar.
Because right now, Cherry and I had been laughing over Dr Vincent’s hospital experience. We can’t even stop laughing.
We just finished having dinner while Tyson had gone to bed. So it was just Cherry, Dr Vincent and myself.
We had cups of hot chocolates in our hands as we talked over interesting stuff on our past experience.
“Geez. I can’t stop laughing. Wait, you she mean she told you that?”
“Uh-huh. I had to stop laughing or I lose my job.” He said as he took a sip from his cup. “How about you, Ruby? What was your most funny experience?”
I remained silent for a while as I thought about it.
What was my most funny experience?
Honestly, none.
I gat no fun experience because I have a very boring life.
Last night. At the party was my only funny experience.
“A guy had called me a basketball player,” Cherry made a face at me while Dr Vincent gave me a look that says; *That’s not funny.* “Do you know why he had called me a basketball player?” God, what I was going to say was very embarra-ssing but come on, this guys here needed some funny experience, why don’t i give it to them?
“Please tell us.” Cherry gro-aned out.
“He said It’s because I have a small bre-ast .”
Both Cherry and Dr Vincent gaze came down to my bre-ast .
God, this is so embarra-ssing.
“Ahem,” I cleared my throat. “My face is up here, guys.”
Suddenly, Cherry burst out laughing. She dropped her cup of hot chocolate on the table as she clenched her stomach and kept laughing.
I looked up at Dr Vincent, it was quite obvious that he was trying very ha-rd to hold his laughter.
“He was totally right. Your bre-ast is really small.” Cherry said in between laughter.
“Shut up, Cherry.” I said in a low voice. Cherry gave me a deaf ear as she kept laughing.
“It isn’t that bad.” Dr Vincent said, still trying to hold his laughter.
“You can laugh it out, Dr Vincent.” I said in a dry tone.
Dr Vincent started laughing now. Him and Cherry were both laughing over my embarra-ssing silly joke.
I should be feeling ashamed or Something.
But no. I felt glad. I was happy.
Happy for the fact that I have one, just one interesting thing about my boring life.
And all thanks to him.
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????Malcolm’s Pov????
“You keep making that girl cry whenever she comes over here.” Elvis said as he walked over to me and took a sit by my side. “She loves you.”
“Love isn’t by force.” I said in a cold voice.
“Are you just saying it or it has something to do with your missing girl?” Denise asked as he wriggled his eyebrows.
“You mean his Cinderella?” Johnny added in between laughter.
“Not funny.” I said with a scowl on my face.
“But come on, could you at least show us this girl of yours?” Denise asked.
“I don’t even know this girl myself. I just fell in love with….” I was cut off by the ringtone of my phone.
I grabbed it and answered the call. It was a call from my manager, Joe.
“Yes?”
“Where are you now?” He sounded angry. I guess our director had called and yelled at him for my behavior in making his daughter cry.
“Home.” I simply replied.
“I want to see you in office by noon. Don’t be late.” And with that he hung up the call.
????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
✍️Written By Pinky????
????Chapter Ten [10]????
Subtitle: {Decision}
????Malcolm’s Pov????
“Before you start talking, I know exactly what you want to say. Look Mr Manager, this is making no sense no more. I can’t be forced to do love someone that I don’t love. Kars is a beautiful girl no offence but I don’t see her as a woman.” I start to explain before Joe could start talking.
He shook his head as he got up to his feet.
“This isn’t about you, Mal…”
I cut him off before he could continue with whatever shit he was going to say.
If this isn’t about me then who is it about?
Kara?
“You’ve said that almost everyday but I have feelings also. I have the right to love whomever my heart choose to.”
“Is that why you ki-ssed a girl you were just meeting for the first time? Because your heart chose her?”
I didn’t say anything.
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“You know the director and your father are close buddies, right?”
I knitted my brows at him. What does my father being close buddies with the director have to do with this?
Oh, you guys may not know. But yeah, unfortunately, my dad and the director are one heck of close friends.
That was one of the reason why Mr Winifred, the director had chosen to take me in.
“What does that have to do with this?” I asked, voicing out my thought.
“Exactly. What does that have to do with all of this! i will tell you….” He was standing very close to me now. “Your dad and the director had agreed on an arranged marriage between you and Kara.”
“What?!?”
My eyes were wide open as I heard that.
Holy fu-cking shit!
My dad agreed on this union?
I don’t get.
Why would he do that? I didn’t even know about this…So why didn’t anyone tell me?
“No one was meant to tell you that. I just had to tell you so you wouldn’t think that no one is supporting the director over you and Kara’s union.” He said.
I was still in so much shock to even utter a word.
“And as for that girl of yours….I would advice that you forget about her.”
“I can’t.” I said in a whisper.
“I know you are in love. I can see it clear in your eyes. But if you really care about this girl then you would forget about her. It’s what’s best for her.” He sighed. “But I hope it’s not too late already.” He muttered under his breath.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked him, referring to his last statement.
He scratched the nape of his neck, looking at everywhere but my face.
What was he hiding?
What are they planning?
Does this have anything to do with mask girl?
Is that why Joe is asking me to forget about her?
Those thought were making my head spin in circles.
“Speak up, Joe. What do you mean by that?” I asked again.
“Well….I was asked to find this mystery girl. The director wants to meet with her in person… and you know what that means.” He finally said.
“What? What exactly is wrong with that man? Why is he getting involve with my personal life?!? Who I mingle with, who I speak to, who I ki-ss… is none of his damn business!”
I was angry.
This was getting more crazy day after day.
Why will man do something as cheap as this just because of the happiness of his daughter.
What about the other child’s happiness?
What about my happiness?!
“Nothing must happen to her, Joe.” I warned.
“Yeah. Nothing will but that’s if you promise to forget about her, Mal. It’s up to your decision that will tell on whether I should give her information to the director or not.”
“Her information?” That called my attention.
“I might know some information about her but that doesn’t mean I know her face or what she looks lile exactly.” He clarified.
I really wanted to see this girl’s face and know what she looks like.
“Tsk, tsk. It was curiosity that killed the cat, Mal. Forget about this girl because that’s what’s best for her.”
He was right.
I should forget about her.
That’s what best.
Besides I had lived my life without her so I guess I could still go on with my life.
And with that thought I made my decision.
“Fine.”
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????Ruby’s Pov????
⏱️ONE YEAR LATER⏱️
“Yeah, I will be right there…okay… thanks.” I hung up the call and hurriedly left the room.
Cherry and Tyson were downstairs making breakfast when I came down from the stairs.
Cherry, Tyson and myself have been living under the same room ever since Cherry got kicked out of her apartment.
“Going somewhere?” She asked as she saw me.
“You know it, girl.” That was my reply.
I had gotten fired from my place of work as a waitress just because of one stupid, idiotic man.
I had slapped a man who dared smack me on my bu-tt.
I mean, who does that?
How can a man be so foolish and shameless to do something as crazy as that?
I lost control and slapped him.
Our manager had fired me because the man was one of the best customer in the restaurant.
And guess what, I had no regret in slapping that fool.
He deserved more than just a slap. trust me.
But de-ep down, I had my regrets.
Because ever since that day… I’ve been looking for job.
I just take in to some part time jobs and all that.
It’s been one year and my life still su-ck.
“Could you at least have breakfast before leaving for this job hunt?” She asked again, setting the table.
I stared down at the wrist watch on my slender wrist.
Gosh, I can’t even spend a minute in here or I would be late for the interview.
“I gat to go. Bye Tyson.” I ki-ssed him on his forehead while Cherry and I did our best friends shake before I left.
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I ran out of the compound and was heading for the main road when a car pulled up in front of me.
“What the…?”
The window slide down and that was when I got a better view of the person in the car.
“Vincent?”
“Hop in, babe.” He said with a grin.
I chuckled before getting into the car.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, putting on the seatbelt.
“Taking you out for your job-hunt?”
“Don’t you have any thing better to do than to waste your time on me?”
He laughed over that.
“Believe it or not. you are one important person in my life.” He said.
I tried very ha-rd not to blus-h over that statement.
I used my hair to cover the side of my face as a smile appeared on my face.
“Are…Are you blus-hing?”
I slapped him in his shoulder playfully.
“Oh, shut up.” I said.
Vincent and I kind of became close buddies.
He was very nice and friendly.
I won’t deny the fact that I like him.
But hey, not that kind of like.
“So…where is this interview taking place?” He asked after a long silence.
“At a entertainment company.”
“An entertainment company?”
I nodded my head yes.
Vincent was going to say a word when we arrived at the place I was going to have my interview.
“Here we are. I better go now. I don’t want to be late for my interview. God…I feel so nervous…But I can do this….Woah, I can do this! Say good luck to me, V.”
He laughed then flic-ked me on my forehead.
“Ow! I said wish me luck not flic-k my forehead.” I said as i rub at the spot.
“That was my good luck charm, babe. Hurry and go in. Make me proud, okay? I have to get to the hospital before my break time become over.”
“Alright. Thanks for the lift.” I leaned over to him and dropped a ki-ss on his right cheek. “Bye. And thanks for the good luck charm.”
He laughed.
“You’re welcome.”
I got out of the car and walked down to the entrance of the building.
Paparazzi were everywhere. They were all standing at the entrance of the building.
I slowly made my way to the back door and walked In.
The person who had given me a call to tell me about this interview had asked me to pas-sthrou-ghthe back door when I arrive.
I look around my surroundings.
Holy fu-cking shit!
This place was heaven.
It was heaven on earth.
I wonder who owns a place as big and beautiful as this place.
I took in some de-ep breath and walked over to the receptionist who was handling a phone call.
“Hey…I…” She put up her hand, indicating for me to stop talking. “Oh. sorry.” I muttered and start to wait.
“…..yeah…thank you.” She finally hung up the call.
What the…? What kind of person speak on the phone for that long?
She looks up at me.
“What can I do for you, please?”
I cleared my throat and moistened my li-ps with my we-t tongue.
“I’m here to see the manager of this place.”
“Do you have any appointment with him?”
“Yeah. An interview. I have an interview with him.”
“Interview…Oh…you must be Ms Ruby Darlings, right?”
“Well….yeah.”
“The manger had told me about the interview. So sorry I didn’t recognize you at first. Anyway, you just need to go to floor Nine. His office is over there.”
“His office? Just his office?”
She smiled warmly at me.
“His secretary will take you over to his office.”
“Okay…thanks.”
I headed to the elevator and walked into it.
The door was already shutting g down when a hand appeared in between the door and prevented it from closing.
Five guys on mask walk into the elevator and that was when the door closed.
“God, this mask is killing.” One of the guys with brown hair said as he pulled the mask.
“It’s frustrating. I wonder why Joe wants to see us.” Another guy with black curly hair said now then look over at me. “Hey, tiny girl.”
Oh my God.
The guy is so cute.
Damn!
“Hi.” I said shyly in a low voice.
I am not a girl to get shy easily but I won’t deny the fact that this guys made me shy.
And intimidated.
“I’m Johnny by the way.” He stretched out his hand.
“Ruby.” I introduced as I put my hand into his.
“Wow. Your hand is so tiny but soft.” He complimented.
Did he just say that my hand was soft?
Oh my…!
I’m going to go crazy due to over excitement.
“i’m Elvis. And I’m also known as ladies man.” The one with the golden hair said.
“oh.” He was cute as well.
“Denise.” The one with the brown hair said now with a smile on his face.
I do think know why this guys are introducing themselves to me but I was glad to be having this conversation with them.
“What are you doing here anyway?”
“Could you guys stop this? You’re making the girl feel so uncomfortable and embarra-ssed….” One of the guys whose mask was still on said.
“I thought I was the only one with that thought.”
Wait. That voice.
That sounded so much like….
Nah. That can’t be.
Right?
He couldn’t be around here…
Right?
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#TBC.