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My Life is a Perfect Lie ep 15
Episode 15
I sit in front of the last wall to be painted. Every now and then me and Kabir look at each other and smile, remembering what happened last night. Teena and Mr.Carter walk in together. Kabir's smile fades. I can tell from his face he doesn't like to see them together. I can feel how he feels because I feel the same.
"Hey Teena", Kabir waves at her.
"Hi Kabir, hey Candace", she says.
"Hi", I say, my eyes on Teena shifts to Mr. Carter's face.
He gives me a fake smile. I know how he smiles. I smile back a forced smile.
Silence spreads in the room.
Teena keeps he backpack in the table. Mr. Carter almost sits and stands up. He squeezes his eyes, presses his nose bridge with his index finger and thumb.
"I have to go. I'll see you guys later", he says.
"Okay", Teena nods.
He leaves. Probably, he doesn't want to see me, he is finding my presence disturbing. But whatever happened that night wasn't my fault. It's the spirit.
I don't even remember the whole thing about that night. Teena comes to me.
"Hey Candace. How are you feeling now? ", she asks.
"I am good", I smile.
Her phones rings. She looks at the unknown number.
"I have to go. I'll see you guys after sometime", she says and walks back to the table.
"But where? and why? ", Kabir asks.
"None of your business, teeny"
Kabir looks down at the floor. He has begun to feel the sting in her speech.
"It's okay, Kabir ", I try to console him. "Might be it's urgent and personal"
"yeah", Kabir almost whispers with heavy throat.
Just then Mr. Peter walks out of the elevator. Teena gets in the elevator.
"Hello Miss", he walks up-to us.
"Hello Mr. Peter "
"There are some changes in the project"
"Changes? We are almost done"
"Yeah there are some last minute changes"
"But..."
"Mr. Carter has changed his mind"
"What? Why? "
"I am just doing what he asked me to do"
"Okay. Tell me what are the changes? "
"He wants to make the walls colorful. He wants it to be repainted with new designs and various colors besides black and white"
"Are you serious, Mr. Peter? "
"Do I look like I am kidding, Miss Candace", he raises his eyebrows.
"How could he?"
"I think you are getting paid for it, so just do as he says"
"Paid? I.... ", I grit my teeth.
"You make designs and paint like whatever you want. Just make it colorful, that's the only requirement"
"Okay", I take a deep breath and exhale.
"I think he should rethink about it. This is so unfair. She has worked so hard on it. scrapping it and starting all over again is not a joke", Kabir says.
"She is getting paid for it. Sir has already paid for all the hours she has worked ", says Mr. Peter staring dead at Kabir.
"It's not about money only if he knew. Does he think his money can do anything for him? "
"Stop it, Kabir ", I grab his arm.
"But... "
"Get started with your work Miss"
I nod. He walks to table and take a seat.
I grab my backpack and take out my tablet. I start thinking of designs. I search a little for reference and inspiration. I couldn't concentrate.
Kabir sits by my side witnessing all the drama.
"You can't do this because you don't want to", he says.
"You are right", I agree.
"You can't force yourself to do something you don't want to"
"Yeah. I am unable to. It's frustrating "
"I can see that"
I get up and throw the bucket full of paint on the white wall. I need to find answers. He can't simply command me to change something I have worked so hard on. Kabir and Mr. Peter look at me in surprise. I take my bag and look at Kabir. He gets up quickly.
"Where is Mr. Carter? ", I ask.
"You ask him", Mr. Peter smirks.
"Alright I'll do", I stamp my foot on the floor.
"You know what you are getting yourself into, right? ", he asks with all the calmness in the world.
I don't answer. I walk away. Kabir follows me to the elevator.
We get to the ground floor. The old man stands there as if waiting for us.
"You are done early today? ", he asks
I smile, "No. we aren't done"
"Okay. shall I call the driver? "
"Yes please. I would like to go where Mr. Carter is"
"May be in his office"
"Yeah pefect"
"Okay. You wait outside I'll call the driver"
"Thanks so much"
We go out and wait. It wasn't a proper wait because the car arrived in no time. We sat in and car pulled away.
"Don't you think this old man looks some what like Mr. Peter? ", Kabir breaks the silence.
"Are you mad? ", I say.
" I mean when Mr. Peter will get older, he'll look like that old man, some what"
"Kabir, not now, okay"
We pulled in front of the office. I step out.
"Kabir, you stay here"
"Why? let me come"
"No, please. I want to talk to him alone"
"I'll wait outside his cabin"
"No, please. Don't argue. I'll need you when I come back. I don't want you to be witness or participant of the drama. Please"
"Okay, okay. I'll wait in the lobby, not in the car"
"Okay as you wish "
I climb the steps and step inside the building. I take the elevator and reach the floor.
I step out. I go to the receptionist's desk.
"Is Mr. Carter inside? ", I ask.
"Yes. But Today's all appointments are cancelled", the receptionist says.
"I didn't ask that", I say and walk towards his cabin.
"Excuse me miss, you can't go", she shouts at me.
I won't listen and keep walking.
I stand outside his cabin and take a deep breath. I hold the knob and turn. I push the door open to see Mr. Carter hugging Teena.
Tears roll down his cheeks. They both turn to see me.
"Miss Candace", he wipes his tears with his cuff.
"I am sorry", tears well up in my eyes.
I shut the door and turn away.
"Wait", Mr Carter's voice gets suppressed my the door.
I stride towards the elevator. Mr. Carter follows me.
I press the button. I feel wetness of tears on my cheeks. elevator arrives.
"Let me explain ", he says with heavy voice.
I keep my one foot in the elevator, Mr. Carter holds my hand. I try to get rid of the grip. I turn around to see Teena holding Mr. Carter's arm.
"Let her go", she says.
I look at Teena. Mr. Carter releases my hand. The doors close.
Hey guy! THANKS FOR READING.
Do let me know if you like it.
check out other episodes use #mlpl
thanks for being with me through this.
love
© All Rights Reserved
I sit in front of the last wall to be painted. Every now and then me and Kabir look at each other and smile, remembering what happened last night. Teena and Mr.Carter walk in together. Kabir's smile fades. I can tell from his face he doesn't like to see them together. I can feel how he feels because I feel the same.
"Hey Teena", Kabir waves at her.
"Hi Kabir, hey Candace", she says.
"Hi", I say, my eyes on Teena shifts to Mr. Carter's face.
He gives me a fake smile. I know how he smiles. I smile back a forced smile.
Silence spreads in the room.
Teena keeps he backpack in the table. Mr. Carter almost sits and stands up. He squeezes his eyes, presses his nose bridge with his index finger and thumb.
"I have to go. I'll see you guys later", he says.
"Okay", Teena nods.
He leaves. Probably, he doesn't want to see me, he is finding my presence disturbing. But whatever happened that night wasn't my fault. It's the spirit.
I don't even remember the whole thing about that night. Teena comes to me.
"Hey Candace. How are you feeling now? ", she asks.
"I am good", I smile.
Her phones rings. She looks at the unknown number.
"I have to go. I'll see you guys after sometime", she says and walks back to the table.
"But where? and why? ", Kabir asks.
"None of your business, teeny"
Kabir looks down at the floor. He has begun to feel the sting in her speech.
"It's okay, Kabir ", I try to console him. "Might be it's urgent and personal"
"yeah", Kabir almost whispers with heavy throat.
Just then Mr. Peter walks out of the elevator. Teena gets in the elevator.
"Hello Miss", he walks up-to us.
"Hello Mr. Peter "
"There are some changes in the project"
"Changes? We are almost done"
"Yeah there are some last minute changes"
"But..."
"Mr. Carter has changed his mind"
"What? Why? "
"I am just doing what he asked me to do"
"Okay. Tell me what are the changes? "
"He wants to make the walls colorful. He wants it to be repainted with new designs and various colors besides black and white"
"Are you serious, Mr. Peter? "
"Do I look like I am kidding, Miss Candace", he raises his eyebrows.
"How could he?"
"I think you are getting paid for it, so just do as he says"
"Paid? I.... ", I grit my teeth.
"You make designs and paint like whatever you want. Just make it colorful, that's the only requirement"
"Okay", I take a deep breath and exhale.
"I think he should rethink about it. This is so unfair. She has worked so hard on it. scrapping it and starting all over again is not a joke", Kabir says.
"She is getting paid for it. Sir has already paid for all the hours she has worked ", says Mr. Peter staring dead at Kabir.
"It's not about money only if he knew. Does he think his money can do anything for him? "
"Stop it, Kabir ", I grab his arm.
"But... "
"Get started with your work Miss"
I nod. He walks to table and take a seat.
I grab my backpack and take out my tablet. I start thinking of designs. I search a little for reference and inspiration. I couldn't concentrate.
Kabir sits by my side witnessing all the drama.
"You can't do this because you don't want to", he says.
"You are right", I agree.
"You can't force yourself to do something you don't want to"
"Yeah. I am unable to. It's frustrating "
"I can see that"
I get up and throw the bucket full of paint on the white wall. I need to find answers. He can't simply command me to change something I have worked so hard on. Kabir and Mr. Peter look at me in surprise. I take my bag and look at Kabir. He gets up quickly.
"Where is Mr. Carter? ", I ask.
"You ask him", Mr. Peter smirks.
"Alright I'll do", I stamp my foot on the floor.
"You know what you are getting yourself into, right? ", he asks with all the calmness in the world.
I don't answer. I walk away. Kabir follows me to the elevator.
We get to the ground floor. The old man stands there as if waiting for us.
"You are done early today? ", he asks
I smile, "No. we aren't done"
"Okay. shall I call the driver? "
"Yes please. I would like to go where Mr. Carter is"
"May be in his office"
"Yeah pefect"
"Okay. You wait outside I'll call the driver"
"Thanks so much"
We go out and wait. It wasn't a proper wait because the car arrived in no time. We sat in and car pulled away.
"Don't you think this old man looks some what like Mr. Peter? ", Kabir breaks the silence.
"Are you mad? ", I say.
" I mean when Mr. Peter will get older, he'll look like that old man, some what"
"Kabir, not now, okay"
We pulled in front of the office. I step out.
"Kabir, you stay here"
"Why? let me come"
"No, please. I want to talk to him alone"
"I'll wait outside his cabin"
"No, please. Don't argue. I'll need you when I come back. I don't want you to be witness or participant of the drama. Please"
"Okay, okay. I'll wait in the lobby, not in the car"
"Okay as you wish "
I climb the steps and step inside the building. I take the elevator and reach the floor.
I step out. I go to the receptionist's desk.
"Is Mr. Carter inside? ", I ask.
"Yes. But Today's all appointments are cancelled", the receptionist says.
"I didn't ask that", I say and walk towards his cabin.
"Excuse me miss, you can't go", she shouts at me.
I won't listen and keep walking.
I stand outside his cabin and take a deep breath. I hold the knob and turn. I push the door open to see Mr. Carter hugging Teena.
Tears roll down his cheeks. They both turn to see me.
"Miss Candace", he wipes his tears with his cuff.
"I am sorry", tears well up in my eyes.
I shut the door and turn away.
"Wait", Mr Carter's voice gets suppressed my the door.
I stride towards the elevator. Mr. Carter follows me.
I press the button. I feel wetness of tears on my cheeks. elevator arrives.
"Let me explain ", he says with heavy voice.
I keep my one foot in the elevator, Mr. Carter holds my hand. I try to get rid of the grip. I turn around to see Teena holding Mr. Carter's arm.
"Let her go", she says.
I look at Teena. Mr. Carter releases my hand. The doors close.
Hey guy! THANKS FOR READING.
Do let me know if you like it.
check out other episodes use #mlpl
thanks for being with me through this.
love
© All Rights Reserved
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