| Chapter Two |
| Teresa: I dragged myself to my car, knowing I had to make the long drive to my work. I was not ready for work. Little things still reminded me of my mum. I turned on my radio, trying to get my mind off how annoying Jimmy was and how much I missed my mom. Somehow my radio had got set on some oldies station. A Madonna song screamed through my speakers "...and I am a material girl" I punched the radio back off. It made me sad and angry at the same time. My mom had loved that song. I clutched the wheel trying to think of happy things, like friends or family. I don't have any friends or family. I thought to myself. My mother was the only person left. I grasped the wheel harder and bit my lip, forcing myself not to dwell on it. Right now I had to worry about Jimmy and what he had up that greasy sleeve of his. Jimmy: I smiled at how dishelved Teresa looked when she trounced into my office. I flashed her a smile, "Morning" She just glared in return. "Glad you could make it. See? You're fine" I saw her clench her jaw and she gritted her teeth and she replied, "I didn't really have a choice, now did I Jimmy?" I shook my head, "No, you didn't. But hey! That's life. Why don't you take a seat?" She looked quickly at the chair I had motioned to. "No. Let's just get on with it. What do we need to 'discuss'?" "Lucky you. Today I'm gonna make your dreams come true" She looked lost for about a millisecond then snapped, "Watch what you say, or I could interpret that as sexual harrassment Jim" "Fine, Fine, I'll get to the point. You're going to England. I've transfered you." "What?!?" she screamed. I smiled, "You're going to help organize the tour for a band called 5ive" Teresa: "You cannot send me halfway round the world Jimmy!" He smirked at me, "Oh, but I can" I was scared and furious, "Does Rob know about this?!" Rob was my only hope. "Of course, but it did take quite a lot of convincing to make him see that they needed you in England. He says he'll be bringing you back quite soon. After you help plan out the tour, but who knows. By that time, I may have very well convinced him to keep you there permanantly" So much for Rob. "I can't go to England" I said weakly. "Why not? We all know it's been your dream to go there since you were young." I knew I was losing this arguement. "But..my life is here. My friends...family. I may have wanted to go to England but I belong in America" He gave me a dirty look, "You stay late every day, you never go out. You're family is gone. You have no life here. You don't belong anywhere" The painfully true words stabbed at my heart. "You leave in a 5 days. I'll have my secretary fax you all the information. Oh, and tell you what, consider those 5 days mourning days, no need to come in" his smirk was cold and heartless. I left without a word. Chapter Three... |