Fate

Since I was sick, I couldn’t really go to work. Since my best friend convinced our manager that I’ve been working so hard and that I wouldn’t go home until I finished everything that had been assigned to me. I, am a programmer .my job is to block any cyber threat that may cause the company bankruptcy.

A lot may think that this job really isn’t a big if a deal. I am mostly classified as the company’s hacker. Including my best friend the biggest nerd I’ve ever come across

About a month ago, I was sent an anonymous massage that read:

The secrets of the company will get out. The reputation of CP Corporation will be made public.

Ever since I got this massage, I’ve been on my computer 24/7 trying to figure out who would try to destroy CP cop. I have insomnia so being awake the whole night isn’t really a problem. The real challenge is getting rid of the bags under my eyes every night.

Have I told anyone about the company’s threat? No, no I have not. It’s properly bad that I decided to keep this to myself but I get the sense that that massage was for my eyes only. And not to mention that some weird things have been occurring at the company. I have to find out the truth about everything before it’s too late. But I cannot do anything if I am stuck in this bed, and time is running out.

Lost in deep thought, I didn’t realize that Sam way outside my bedroom door with his arms crossed.

“You look like you’re in wonderland Charlie, you’ve been staring into space again and that means that something is bothering you” He said still at the door. How does he do that? If it wasn’t impossible, I’d say that he could read my mind.

“What is that, which you’re holding?” I quickly changed the subject. But my little action never went unnoticed by him. But what was I thinking? Sam is everything but stupid.

“I bought lunch and I bought a new Video game. It was just released, so I waited 2 hours in a line filled with different people all shapes and sizes. So you owe me!” he said in a winy voice which made me laugh. I could just picture Sam waiting on a very long line with a lot of people who obviously have different personality. Sam gestured me to follow him to the living room where we always game and not to mention eat different kinds of candies; okay the candies are all me, I am addicted to candies and its properly not good for one’s health. But to hack with all that. I don’t drink coffee, so I stuff myself with candies to have that extra strength of endurance.

Sam and I have been chilling on the couch eating pizza and playing video games. This is our little tradition, we do this as often as we could.

And we are close friends we understand each other. Sam and I went to the same collage and later on became roommates; his mother kicked him out so he had no place to stay, that’s when I said we can be roomies as long as we split the bill. We both struggled to find a job so it was very difficult. I used to be a barmaid at the bar down town, while Sam on the other hand he used to… well he…, um… Okay so same used to be a bum, he wouldn’t even do anything so I tolerated that because he was my best friend.

Sometimes being friends with a guy has its benefits. No constant gossiping, no petty fights and especially no back stabbing. Yep. I prefer that.

“She’s been around me lately” He mumbled while holding the controller. I knew who he was talking about.

“I think Emily is a sweet girl. And it’s obvious that since that incident months ago, she has develop a crush, over the years” I said while stuffing myself with pizza.

“It’s painfully obvious that she has the case of puppy love. But unfortunately I have someone I already love.” He looked at me for a second, then continued to play.

He knew how I felt about is, and I never approved his feelings for this ’girl’. I blame myself for this. We all have rivals and enemies, but first we must have some type of relationship with our former loved ones. In my case this girl that Sam is talking about, her name is Rebecca. She works with Sam in the same department on the 6th floor while I work on the 1st floor.

Sam on his department works focuses on marketing. And he works with both Rebecca and Emily. Whereas I on the other hand work at the 1st floor. Everyone there is dead serious, properly because the CEO is on the first floor and that no one has ever seen him. I’ve heard rumors about how your career would be over if he called you to his office.

“That someone will be the death of you!” I said in a serious tone so that he gets my massage loud and clear. I never liked that witch to begin with…

Sam and I spent the whole night playing video games. As I took out my phone it said 23:59 pm. I started to yawn and Sam told me to get some rest. “The fact that I yawned does not necessarily mean that I am sleepy. Got it!” I protested, but only for him to scoff. “Well your eyes tell a different story.” He switched off the console. “I am going to my room.”

I eyed him suspiciously. “Since when did you go to bed early? And what about our Project?” he sighed then waved me off. I guess I might as well head off to bed.

Sometimes I wonder why we are even friends!