7. I got the Job!!!...

"Let's watch a movie, I can't sleep... Isla called out to Jerry who already said he wanted to go crash himself on his bed because he had a long day off hard work...

" I love you buttercup but I really really want to go to sleep right now. I don't think I can watch a movie this night, it's already past one. You should try and get some rest...

" Yeah, you're right... she said turning to face the television... I'll just sit here by myself and watch a movie and think of my life because I probably might not find sleep anyways., I wonder if I'll ever be able to go to sleep like normal people do... She was saying all this intentionally to make him feel bad., and it was working well...

"Ahhh... Okay, alright I'll sit with you and watch a movie, enough with the self-pity... He said coming back to the living room and taking his position next to her making her smile like a child who had just received a lot of extra candy on Halloween..." I swear to God Isla Moore, you'll definitely be the death of me...

"Don't worry, you have longer years to live I assure you... She said placing her head on his shoulder...

As her head laid upon his shoulder, and they watched the movie... Well at least she was watching it, he was watching her the whole time... Her eyes, her eyebrows., counting her lashes in his head, drawing a picture of her arched nose., then as she smiled and laughed, he watched her mouth open and close, her lips parting slightly, for years he had longed to take those lips., just crash his over them... Suckle on them for minutes nonstop...

In his head, he had studied the anatomy of her body over and over again a couple hundred times... He just wished he could study it physically... He wished to love her, and show her what love was.

Unconsciously, he was slowly leaning in closer to her face., those slightly parted lips were calling his name... They were making him go crazy... He had no idea what he was doing until her little delicate palm covered his face and pushed him away...

"Are you sleeping already, Mr. Fancy... She said raising her head up slightly to look at him. He could only chuckle at both his actions and her naivety...

" Don't call me that... He said giving her a light nudge on the head, then placing it back on his shoulder...

" Why, isn't that what the girls used to call you back in college... She said raising her eyebrows playfully...

"Just shut up and watch the movie, or I'll go and sleep right this instant... He threatened and it worked. She kept quiet and continued watching the movie...

She ended up falling asleep first., and he didn't want to wake her up so he slowly and gently moved her head from his shoulder to his lap... Plus he also liked the feeling of her head on his lap, it made him have the feeling that they were a couple... Tenderly he stroke her hair back and forth., moving strands of hair that escaped to her face... He did that till he also fell asleep...

He woke up in the morning and she was not on his lap anymore...

He looked around, then he saw her sitting on the small dining table, with her laptop in hand... Even with a disheveled hair and messy appearance in the morning, she still captures his mind every single time. He was completely doomed, their was no escaping for him... He had fallen, fallen deep into her pit. There was no way he could dig himself out of it... He just hoped and prayed that one day she would get over her trauma and free herself from the bondage of those nightmares... Then maybe, just maybe he might have a chance...

Then it suddenly came to his head... "Therapist"... They were supposed to go looking for a therapist.. She should do it as quick as possible... He stood up and walked over to her.

"Morning... He said, and she just nodded her head and kept on looking at her laptop... I just remembered, you don't have any plans today right.? He asked but didn't wait for a response... I'm also free today, well am not free but no customer needs to collect their clothes today... So how about we go in search of the therapist today...

"Jerry... She finally spoke but her eyes were still glued to her laptop... I don't think I can do that today, I think I'm seeing things...

" What do you mean., what's wrong, are you not feeling well?? He asked and she just turned the laptop to him. He looked from her face to the laptop, then he read what was written there..

" Congratulations you have been given the position of the assistant fashion designer... His mouth went woah...

" oh my God Isla, you got the job... You passed the interview, you got the job... You really got the job... He kept on repeating...

"that's what it says right.., I'm not dreaming right... She said still in a dazed state... Then Jerry gives her a knock on the head...

" Ahhh that hurts... She squealed..

"Soooo... He said expecting her reaction...

" It hurts., so it's not a dream... I'm not dreaming... I really got the job... I really passed... I got the job... I GOT THE JOB!!!... she screamed jumping on him and then the two of them continued jumping and jumping and screaming their heads off...

"Wait... Isla suddenly says... If this is not a dream then it says there that I'm to resume first thing Tuesday morning...

" What??... Isla today's Tuesday., and this is already past six!!...

"Ahhhhhhhh... She screamed... I'll be late on my first day of work... Oh my God this is so not good... This is not good at all...

" Well what are you waiting for huh., go get dressed... He pushed her...

"oh my God., oh my God., what am I going to wear... She said walking back and forth...

" just go take a shower, I'll help you pick out something nice... He said then pushed her into the bathroom..

He went to her closet... Brought out everything there, it was her first day of work, and she was already late. If she went looking rough and untidy, she would definitely loose the job. So he had to pick up something elegant that spelled 'I am a great assistant even if I'm late'...

"Nothing beats a simple white and black costume... He said to himself picking out a white shirt and a black knee-length pencil skirt... He picked out a pair of not so high black-heels to go...

She came running into the room all wet with a towel round her chest, reaching just her thighs... Damn she was sexy.. The water dripping from her whole body., her wet hair clung to her skin... Her pale skin as smooth as an apple.. He wished he could just place kisses on every wet part of her body right now.. And that would be her whole body...

"did you pick something... She said, snapping him out of his racy thoughts...

" yeah., yeah... Yeah I picked this once... And these shoes to go... He said handing her the shoes...

"oh thank you Jerry... What in the world will I do without you... She said placing a sharp kiss on his face...

He walks out of the room with hands on his face and chest... She was like a slow poison killing him gradually... She didn't know this but he was dying slowly... "you'll definitely be the end of me" he muttered to himself.

"How do I look"... She asked as soon as she came out her door...

"You look Beautiful and LATE... You're so late.., get going...

" Wish me luck and pray they don't fire me...

"Break a leg...