I am currently getting ready for my job interview at Aiden corps. Aiden corps is one of the biggest architect company so im very excited about this interview. I got fired from my last job at the café because, well, let's just say there were a pervert and some slapping. I'm interviewing for the post of assistant of Mr.knight. He is known for his arrogant personality and his womanizing ways. He is on the news every day these days. I'm having my interview at 9:00 so I better need to hurry up. I was rummaging through my drawer to found my hairbrush when I saw my gun. I was halted to my place. I wish my parents were here to see me all grown up. After years I still miss them. I still remembered my mother's words.
Ella dear promise me! promise me! that you will never use this gun.
Tears began to cloud my vision. I really miss her. She was my friend, the person who knew me more than myself. I checked the time on my watch and it was 8:20. I need to hurry up. I wiped my tears and take out my dress for today and laid it flat on the bed.
I decided to wear a full-sleeved white shirt and knee-length black skirt with net leggings. I tied my dark brown hair in a ponytail. I looked quite decent in my eyes. It's been 3 years since I had left home. My father had made sure that I had enough money, so he bought me this apartment when I was 16 and no one knew about it, not even my mother. I have enough money in my bank but I still got a part-time job at a café while I finished college just to keep myself busy.
I grabbed my car keys from the key rack and went towards my car. I started it and drove towards Aiden corps. I still have 10 minutes to spare so I went to Starbucks and got a latte as you know what they say A coffee a day keeps a grumpy away. I parked my car at the front and then went inside the Aiden Corps. It has grey and white walls with white marble floors. I find myself admiring the building when suddenly a voice interrupted me.
“Umm...miss how can I help you?” said the woman sitting at the counter she appears to be in her early thirties. She has light brown hairs with dark green eyes.
“I'm here for the interview for the post of personal assistant” I replied kindly. All the people here were dressed very elegantly. Now I was nervous and self-conscious.
“Ohh can you tell me your name?” she inquired.
“Ella Mathew,” I replied.
“Ohh miss Mathews my name is Olivia Brown but you can just call me Olivia. You can take that elevator to the 35th floor. It was nice meeting you and good luck.” she said while giving me a genuine smile.
“Thanks, Olivia and just call me Ella. Please.” I smiled at her which she returned.
I went to the elevator and pressed the button to the 35th floor. I stand there with my back towards the elevator wall. As the elevator ride drove on, my mind began to wonder. Thoughts of my brother filled my head. Of how he hates me and even how he forced me to commit horrid acts. He didn't even send people to look out for me for which I'm glad but still... he hated me that's why he made me kill our parents. I was forced to kill my parents by my so-called brother. He forcefully gripped my hand and pulled the trigger. I was shocked to do anything so I just sat there and watched them die. Life is all about choices and it depends on you whether you make the right choices and I made a wrong choice so now I will have to live with the consequences. I still remembered my parent's last words.
Three years back
"Ella...dear run and never come back...leave this life...i... don't believe in your brother anymore and I don't know what he will do with you...so...run and never come back...and I'm sorry for everything that I put you through...but never use this gun on anyone especially..your brother...promise me... A family doesn't kill family..." He said while coughing.
“No father you are not leaving me alone...no father stay with me....mother please stay with me”, I said while sobbing
“No...dear.you can't do anything we love you...no matter what...” my mother said.
“I love you too mother and...father.....and I promise that I won't use this gun again.now stop talking I will take you to the hospital”, I said while trying to pick my mother up
But I was too late they had already died. I went near my father and tried to wake him up but his eyes were closed. I pick my self up and looked at their lifeless bodies. They really are gone. Pain...pain was the only thing that I can feel. My mother is still wearing her heart pendant. It was my grandmothers she had given it to my mother on her wedding day. Reaching over I unclasped my mother's pendant and put it in my pocket. I glance over and see my father still has his family ring on his finger. This ring was passed from my grandfather to my father and he was about to give it to me as I was in the line to become the head. I reached over and slip it out of his finger and put it in my pocket. I went to my room and packed some important things and then I ran away.
Time doesn't heal anything, it just teaches us how to live with the pain. The elevator dings pulling me out of my thoughts and indicating that I have reached my floor I quickly wiped my tears and walk outside.
There was a girl sitting at the reception. I went towards her, "Hi my name is Ella Matthews.I'm here for the interview” I said while giving her a small smile. She looked at me from my head to toe. She looked in her early twenties. She had dark brown hairs with light brown eyes.
“Hi, my name is Stella Arnold. You can wait there with the other candidates”, she said while pointing me towards the waiting room. She leaned in to whisper.
“I really hope you get the job. I don't want another bimbo walking around here in her slutty dresses,” she said while smiling.
“Umm...thank you?”I said but it sounds more like a question.
“You will see what I'm talking about just go in the waiting room.”, she said while winking.
I went inside and looked around for a place to sit. There was only one chair at the end of the room. I walked towards it and sat down. I looked around myself and believe me all the girls were wearing tight clothes and their buttons were open. I don't know if they were here for the job or to seduce someone. Now I know what Stella was saying.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked politely from the girl sitting beside me. She looked at me with those judgy eyes.
"My name is Camilla," she said.
"Tell me one thing. Have you seen the boss? Oh my God, he is so hot." She asked me excitedly after a while. She showed me her phone.
"Who is this?" I asked.
"Are you serious. He is Aiden knight. The owner of this company and many more." She said while looking at his photo. He had dark brown hairs with light brown eyes. He looked like a Greek God.
"Yeah he is handsome," I said while clearing my throat.
"If I only can get one night with him," she said while biting her lips. I looked at her with shock evident in my eyes. I just gave her a small smile and start looking at the interior of the room. The door burst open, a girl crying as she ran away. Her make up was all ruined. What the hell had happened to her.
After a while, Stella came"Um...Ella,u can go inside. ”she said. I thanked her then walked towards the door. I was freaking out after the little incident that happened. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in," he said in his deep voice. I gulped in nervousness but went inside and closed the door behind me.