Kristen Gomez

I was sitting in the waiting room of BKB waiting my turn for the interview. It was interview for the post of assistant journalist and I badly wanted this job. Its been three years from the time when I decided to become a journalist. I have worked my ass off since then to archieve this thing. I worked many part time jobs along with my studies, as a waitress in restaurant as well as in bar, in a bakery, as a cashier, as a pole dancer, teacher and god knows what all but I wasn't able to do anything big and this was my chance to success which I didn't wanted to loose at any cost. If I didn't get this job then I would have no option but to take the job of an escort and thats definetly not a job I would prefer in any scenario.

Now you people might be wandering why I am so desperate for jobs? Don't I have someone to support me? So for your answers, I am an orphan. I have no one to support me, my father died when I was only five and then my mother left me to marry someone else. My mother was reculant to help me in any way but her generous husband pursuaded her to give my expense until I am fifteen and from the age of fifteen, I am on my own. I live in my father's house, the only thing he left for me in his will and I am grateful for that, atleast I have a roof over my head and it also saves me the apartment expense. If I get this job, I will be able to stabalise my life and for once live in a little peace.

I was lost in these thoughts until I heard my name, I quickly snapped out of my trance and looked around, I was the only one left. I took a deep breathe and made my way towards the interview room. A girl assisted me to the room and then she knocked on the door. A very soft silky voice answered from the other side of the room and something deep inside my stomach fliped. The girl gave me an encouraging smile and left. I quietly opened the door and entered inside. The inside were nothing like I assumed. I assumed it to be sleek and modern with shades of grey and brown, spotless and clean but it was nothing like that. The walls were painted in cream colour and they were all filled with newspaper aticles, photographs, and notes. It seems that the person is really into journalism not like some of those bastards who are in the job just for the sake of fame.

I quietly made my way towards the desk which was in the middle of the room and stood beside one of the visitor chair. The interviewer has blond hairs, that was the first thing I noticed about him. His hairs were ruffled andvwere looking very smooth and as perverty it may sound but I wanted to touch them. He was wearing spects and looking at some paper works. After a moment or two he gestured me to sit down. The chairs were pretty comfortable and after I was settled, I looked up to analyse him. He didn't look much older, he has a school boy types cute face, his lips were of a light shade of pink and they were looking very kissable, his shoulders weren't broad but he still appears to be muscular. He was wearing a light pink t-shirt which was complimenting his colour and making him look more cute. But I couldn't make out his eyes because he was wearing spects and looking down.

For what seems like ethernity, I sat there waiting for him to speak something. All the while dirty thoughts were rotating in my mind about how good it will be to kiss those damn lips and flushed against that chest all the while sprawling my hands in his hairs. Damn you Kristen! You are here for an interview, for the sake of god, focus!

Finally, he removed his spects and looked up at me. His eyes were light brown with dancing specs of light yellow, there were beautiful. He rubbed his face with his hands and then focused his full attention on me.

"You are Kristen Gomez, am I right?", he asked in a very calm voice, his voice was smooth as velvet and I found myself drowning in its melody but I quickly composed myself and answered a yes.

"So, Ms. Gomez, why are you interested in this job?" And there we go......

Finally, the interview was over and I think it went really well, like really really well. He asked me a lot of questions and they were of wide variety not just those boring questions which are asked in almost all the interviews around the globe. Beside his good looks, he also have a big brain and that just added to my attraction towards him. During the  interview, I finally got to know his name as there were no nameplates. His name is Remo, even his name is so cute. I can't believe that I am talking like those love sick fangirls but what to do, he is cuter than Doraemon. Ok, ok, that was a dumb metaphor but Doraemon is cute and thats all I have got.

Since it was really late and the weather was also not pleasant, Remo insisted to accompany me home. For all the good reason, I assure you people. He asked it with such a gentle smile and even if I wanted to, I couldn't refuse him.

We sat in his car and I waited for him to start driving. Moments passed but he didn't started the car so I turned towards his seat only to find him already staring at me. He has an unreadable expression on his face. Then he did the most unexpected thing I thought he would ever do, he bend towards me and stopped when he was directly infront of me. He was looking in my eyes but I couldn't make out his emotions. My breathe was coming out in short pants and my throat was dry because of our closeness. I could even smell his colongue and people like all of him it was sweet smelling, so sweet smelling that I wanted to sniff it but refrain myself because it would have been hella odd, wouldn't it?

His eyes were fluctuating between my lips and eyes. Next he moved a little more close to me and I thought he was going to kiss me but once again he did the most unexpected thing I thought he will do and pulled my seat belt securing it in the lock. Then he settled back on his seat.

"Safety is important.", he said sweetly with a sweet smile. Oh gosh! I just hope I don't get diabetes.

I gave him a nervous laugh and a thumbs up to which he only chuckled and started driving. I am not blowing my fan girl image here, so let me tell you guys that even his chuckle was soo soothing. I could literally listen to it for the rest of my life.

The car ride was one of the most painfull ride I ever had. It felt like all the cells of my body has come alive. I was feeling emotions, emotions I have never felt before. Butterflies were dancing in my stomach and I was getting the urges to explore my body. Heck! I was having emotions about Remo exploring my body, with his hands, lips---

My perverty irrelivant thoughts were cut down when Remo slammed the break of the cars and we reached our destination that was my house.

"I will drop you to the gate.", Remo said with a cheecky grin and I only nodded in response. We both got out of the car and starting walking towards the door. The weather was cold and it appears that it could rain any time.

We entered in the garden which fall between the main door and entrance of the house. We were halfway towards the door when small droplets of rain started falling. I immediately froze in my place and my hands involuntary raised to feel the droplets of rain. I love rain. For me its like an companion. Being an orphan, I never had someone to take care of me or give me affection and care. I used to feel alone, very alone in this cruel world but then I got her, rain. I still remember that day, when I was crying because of the brutal beating that I got from my mother. She throwed me out of the house that day and I was forced to sleep on garden bench in the nearby park. It was during midnight when it started raining, the fresh drops of rain felt soothing to my burning skin and the smell of wet mud felt like that mediating fragrance and since that day, rain is my only and best friend.

Once again, standing in rain fazed the whole world around me and memories consumed me. The dark memories of the time which I spend with my mother. So, I did that one thing which I always do. I raised up my hands and started jumping and rotating under the rain, trying to enjoy every tiny droplet which was falling on my skin. After a while or so I started dancing. I raised my hands up and started roating my waist and feet laughing all the while. I did all those weird steps which one could think of. I am not an dancer but dancing in rain is my favorite thing to do.

I was so immersed in my own world that I didn't notice Remo standing few feets away from me watching me with a wide smile on his face and with an emotion of adoration in his eyes. It was then I noticed his presence when I felt his hand snske around my waist and pulling me to him. He has a bright smile on his face and then we both started dancing together like those hero-heroines in the vintage movies. We jumped, twirled, shook our booties and most importantly laughed like 5 years old kid. The moment was very special to me, if it were to me, I would have captured it in a bottle and kept it forever.

After all our fun, Remo left and told me that the company will soon email me if I am selected. In all the fun, I had completely forgot about the job and interview, when he told me that, it all came crashing back again and I got extremely scared and nervous about the result. I want this job, no matter what.

It was morning, a new day and a new beginning. I was on my bed, dancing. I have got the job, I have finally got the job and it was my first day today. The email came at 4 in the morning and it states that my shift starts from 9. I was Remo's assistant! I spend a little over one hour in dancing and singing only, then I quickly got dressed and left for work. Today, I gave a little extra effort in getting ready, again one of those fangirls thing I guess.

I was so happy the whole morning unaware of the bomb that was gonna drop on me, or maybe I should say bombs. When I went to the office I get to know that Remo has met an accident and was in serious condition. Tears started pooling from my eyes just by listening about it and I ran to the hospital. I was a complete mess when I reached the hospital and I was getting weird looks from people all around but I didn't care, all I care about at that moment was about Remo.

As I reached the emergency room, a girl was already sitting outside it. She was beautiful with sharp features and good physique. She was wearing all black and her hairs were boy cut but she still looked very beautiful and can even gove competition to Miss Universe. I didn't knew who she was but I desperately wanted to know. Before I could approach her, the doctor came out of the room and all my questions were answered. She was his girlfriend and well what could I say, she is amazing and I am.....I am nothing infront of her beauty and grace.

I quickly came out of the hospital crying more than ever. My story ended before it could even begun.

___(END OF CHAPTER)___

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