One Shorts

remember pt.1

I walked into an office,

Ready for my job interview.

I knocked on the door, with an uneasy feeling, some seconds later I heard a "Come in"

till then, I didn't know it would change my whole life.

As I walked into the room, I saw him. My high school crush.

He sat there, looking down on some work paper.

I slowly walked infront infrotn of him.

"Sit down" he just said and looked up.

His eyes were cold. They always had been cold.

They never showed warmth nor happiness.

I thought his eyes would light up seeing me,

I was his first kiss.

He was my first kiss.

But he didn't recognize me.

It hit me hard, I really loved him.

I always was by his side when he had problems,

I always was there for him when his girlfriends broke up with him.

I always was there when he needed advise.

And now?

He is sitting there, not paying attention to me.

"Are you going to talk now, miss Williams?" He said and got me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, sir" I quickly said.

The interview went by,

I eventually got the job.

Was that good?

Was that bad?

I didn't know.

I started working for him.

The first day went by.

Then the second.

The third.

Then, weeks,

After that months.

Nothing changed.

He was still cold,

I once asked him if he recognizes me,

"Why would I recognize you? I haven't seen you before." He said.

It hit me deeply.

It cut into my heart.

Why wasn't he recognizing me?

Was I that unnoticeable to him?

The day came, I accidentally spilled some coffee on him.

I apologized.

But he did not take my apology.

He cursed.

He was mad.

"Really!? Are you kidding me? Who are you to spill coffee on me! Huh? You are fired!" He screamed.

I apologized again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

"Stop apologizing! Now go! I can't believe I hired someone like you! A piece of shit!"

I went out.

Out of the room.

Out of the building.

Inside my car.

And drove.

I drove as fast as I could.

Why the hell wasn't he recognizing me?

I loved him in high school.

I still do.

And I tried everything I could to make him remember me.

I asked him about his high school years.

His answers were cold.

I put a picture of him and me on my desk.

He didn't even ask about it.

Tears flew down my face.

They didn't stop.

Not even once.

I couldn't see clearly anymore.

I drove faster.

And faster.

I heard the cars around me honk.

I heard a way louder honk from the front.

It got louder every second.

Then, there was loud crash.

I didn't hear anything anymore.

My eyes stopped watering.

And my breath stopped.