BITTERSWEET MEMORIES

CHAPTER NINE

My day was quite tiresome as I finished some work at the office. I dealt with a few clients and attended meetings which was quite tiresome but that did not wipe the goofy smile off my face. I could not get Kira out of my mind and had to be startled when I was asked about my thoughts on the presentation. Most of the people in the meetings had annoyed looks on their faces but even that did not dull my brightness. After all I was the boss at the end of the day. I did not realize that the day had ended and most people gone home until my PA came in to tell me that she was leaving.

She was a tall model-like blonde could be described as beautiful. Sometimes I even wondered why she never became a model or a hostess because she had all it took. She had always tried to get my attention like every other lady I had an encounter with. She wore short skimpy that hang tightly onto her body and always left a few buttons on her shirts undone. I had tried countless times to tell her to dress appropriately but it fell on deaf ears.

Despite her behavior I did not find her attractive enough to capture my attention. In fact I thought she was slutty. I had made some mistakes of dating all the model-like girls for the majority of my life but they no longer excited me. All they ever did for me was giving me headaches. I always shuddered at the thought of getting into a serious relationship.

Most people thought that I stopped going around with ladies because I had settled down but they were wrong. I had a situation right after I joined college that I would never with to have again. Melisa my high school girlfriend went on with our relationship for a few more weeks after graduation but I broke it off. I thought that maybe now was the right time to go after Kira and ask her out. I wanted a new start, a happy start. Melisa went mad after the break up but I had expected her to respect my decision.

She stayed away from me for some time and college was approaching. Melisa came knocking at my doorstep with tears in her eyes. Her face was tomato red and her eyes were swollen. I let her in and allowed her to sit on my couch and listen to her cry. It was an awkward moment, since I didn't know how to comfort a crying girl. When her crying had reduced, she told me all that was happening to her at home. Her parents were getting a divorce and they were fighting all the time. She jumped into my arms and continued crying. This was uncomfortable since she was somehow sitting on my lap. I did not even realize it was happening until it already had. Something we had done a million times before but that one time lead to so many bad consequences and memories.

I had sex with Melisa many times before in our relationship. She was very good at it and I always enjoyed it. We had sex that night and she spent the night in my room. I could not sleep comfortably that night since all I thought about was how I had told my friends that I was going to ask Kira out before we went to college. I had not even thought about the fact that she might have been going away to a different college. I looked at the sleeping girl besides me, with her curves showing under the covers and her soft snores the only sound in the room. I felt sorry for her since I was going to break her heart again.

She always knew that my heart belonged to Kira but she ignored it long enough in our relationship. She would always try to ignore the pain whenever she would say the L – word and never get back a response. This was the last time I was ever going to interact with her, both physical or emotionally. Or at least that was what I told my-self.

Melisa woke up without a fuss and headed to her parent's house. I was quite confused since I had expected her to put up a fight when I would ask her to leave. She didn't even wait for me to tell her to leave. My best friends and I were planning a party that night at my house. I always had the house to myself so it was not a problem to do whatever I wanted whenever. I just had to convince my nanny to go home for the rest of the night. I even told her not to bother coming in early in the morning. I told her to come in the mid-afternoon which made her happy. She was always the one who brought me up since my parents were too busy travelling to raise a child, their child.

Age had done quite a number on my nanny and she found it difficult to do most easy tasks. I did not want the party to tire her at all so my friends would help me arrange it and help clean up after. Since we didn't know how to cook, we had to order take-out. The party was full to the bloom despite my big house. Everyone showed up with someone and with time people swarmed my house. Late in the night the party was over and the boy stayed over as it was late. We decided that cleaning was going to be done in the morning.

What I didn't expect was the surprise awaiting me a few weeks after the party. I had not seen most of my friends since that day since everyone was busy preparing for college. I was also arranging my things without any hurry since I had two more weeks left. I had expected that my parents would at least be around until I left but I was wrong, just like always. They had attended my graduation which came as a surprise but as soon as we got home, they packed and left to a business trip. I was rather disappointed than sad that they cared the least about me but it lowered my expectations about them even more.