"Not another date, please no!!!!"i thought repeatedly as my bestie, Claire Sanders entered my office

"I've got good news

... you're going on a date"she exclaimed with joy.

"WHAT!!!"I screamed mortified.

i guess I cannot escape Claire

"Hey, what's wrong,i thought you would be excited "Claire asked pouting

i took a deep breath and smiled

"who's my date "

Claire looked at me weirdly and shrugged

"he's a delivery guy but is super cu...."Claire stopped midway when she began to get chills on her spine

"ERM...Beauty, it's not what you think...."she said shaking

I knew exactly how I looked at the moment cos I could barely feel my heart beat

"GET. OUT"i said through clenched teeth.My mind started becoming foggy

Claire looked at me in fright and half run out of the office

I felt bad but I could not believe she would stoop so low

...I tried to gather my thoughts and leaned back...

...I definitely got to get a ******* life...

I thought to myself.A ping from my phone got my attention.I turned to see the caller and my heart skipped a beat

"Hello "I said in a neutral voice

"Beatrice, I hope you have not forgotten my birthday which is in eight days time " The voice said

"Of course not, how could I "Beatrice stated

"I could care less if you forgot "The voice spat in disdain

I took a deep breath and laughed

The voice snorted"Remember to present your boyfriend there "The voice said with finality

"But...."

"Do you wish to argue?"The voice taunted

"No... mother "

"Great!!!"Mother said and ended the call.No goodbye or love you, just plain coldness

I sighed 'what did i expect ', I laughed and placed my head down to caught some sleep and forget my worries.After a few minutes of sleep my eyes opened in fright, I remembered my dreams, my past. I knew I needed to leave the office at the moment because I felt suffocated. My brain was fuzzy and my mind was not in the game as I remembered the death of my father and my kidnapping. This had happened years ago but the memory still haunts me. I walked out of the office with poise and an intimidating aura. Everyone met my gaze but turned when they met my cold stare. They feared me,they hated me but I could care less. Life was not handed to me on a silver platter and they weren't my success . They were not my problem.

I passed by three of my workers and caught a whiff of their conversation

"Heard her bestie set up with a delivery guy,how pathetic" The blonde one said .

"How do you know"

"I heard it though"

"Could be a rumor"one defended

"Ain't a rumor,heard it with my own ears"

"hmmm... whatever"

I left and made straight for my car.Alfred , my chaffeur asked if I was okay.I replied affirmative and the car sped off.