Want to Play A Game

I am not really sure what’s going on with Matt; it has been days since I have talked to him; I tried texting him, but he does not respond, I even was so desperate that I went to his apartment and knocked on the door, but he did not answer. I miss him, but he doesn’t give me any opportunity to even see him. Which is definitely confusing to me, I really though he liked me, I mean as a friend of course I know that he didn’t want anything which has been fine?NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I’ve been trying to keep myself busy, so I don’t think about him all the time I’ve been applying for more jobs. I have gotten a few calls, but I got one job interview excited about my interview. It’s still super early so not really concerned about it yet hoping that I get hired somewhere. Knowing I have plenty of time makes me more relaxed. The company’s probably all know what happened to Kendra, and she employed a lot So there really may not be that many jobs that are offered.

While I am sitting at my laptop, I jump up at every noise I am starting to feel like his little stalker every time I hear a noise in the hallway a jump up and go to look out the peak to see if it is him, but it’s never him. Not really sure what changed so much I just a couple of days ago to now why he’s not talking to me, it’s making me crazy. I decide to go get dressed since I have an interview it about 45 minutes. It’s for a marketing position, I have little experience, but it’s something I have always wanted to try. I want to look professional, but I don’t want to look too dressy dress if that makes any sense at all. As I look at my body in the mirror, I love what all I have to offer I get dressed I decide to put a couple of curls in my hair just for something different.

I go to look for my cell phone and my purse, so I can leave I don’t want to forget anything I take a deep breath I tell myself I can do this, and I go to walk out the door as I am locking my door to leave I see Matt my heart skips a beat it seems like it has been forever since I put my eyes on him. I smile at him to get ready to say something, but my words stop and don’t come out once I see the blonde that’s heading out of his apartment. My happy expression disappears, I say nothing to him, I just walk right past I hold my tears back I know there’s no reason to cry he wasn’t mine. I already knew that he didn’t care about me that he just wanted to fuck me he got all that he wanted until he was done and decided just to go on to the next female that he desired. I don’t have the right to be hurt, I already knew what was coming, but I guess I just wanted to believe he was different.

I get to the bottom of the stairs I can finally breathe now knowing that he’s not their tears start to stream down my face even though I didn’t want to cry, but I was still hurt. Feelings were never supposed to be involved, but I couldn’t help but to feel for him, It was almost like he was a part of my soul I can’t even explain it as a catch my breath I walked out of the building. I need to compose myself for my interview, focus all my frustration on this interview and kill it. I need to hide the pain that is in my eyes and turn it into determination, I just wish that I didn’t see them together until after but it is what it is. My heart is broken and more disappointed in me from being hurt.  It was like I set myself up for this, knowing that this would always be the possibility of what would happen.

As I begin to walk into the building where my interview is I have the confidence knowing that I can do this, and I will get this job. There is no better person for this job than me. Matt Is never going to speak to me again I need this job I can’t be stuck at my apartment now that I know the truth. All this time about me being concerned for him, he was fine, it is what it is, I guess. As I sit and wait in the waiting Room for them to call my name I see other people that must be interviewing for the same position. For some reason I don’t get nervous because I know I am good enough for this job, and they would be an idiot not to hire me. I have the confidence that I need to get this job I am not afraid I hear my name be called I stand up, and I walk in to the office to get interviewed.