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Falling For The Client: Part 7
Ok first off im sorry this one is really bad i just couldnt think of anything. This story is dedicated to my brother Richard James Kelly, who i lost last night. I miss him so much and decided to write this story to keep my mind off everything here at home. He's up there with the best, Michael and my cousin Darren now and i guess thats where he wanted to be. I love you Richie, no words can describe the pain i feel right now.Rest In Peace bro. -Sarah Michael: Patrick? What? (rushing over to me) oh my god what happened? (hugging me) Me: nothing im fine (trying to stand up) Michael: (looking at his hands) Sarah your bleeding....a lot! Me: (touching my head) oh great... Michael: what the hell happened? Me: lets just say im fired... Michael: seriously i wasnâ??t gone for less than 10 minutes and this happens...(looking down) your fatherâ??s right i cant take care of you... Me: Mike i am 23 years old, im not a child.... Michael: yeah but your my girlfriend, im meant to protect you from this stuff... Me: well then take me to the hospital because the bleeding isnâ??t stopping....then thats protecting me (putting on a smile) Michael: it shouldnâ??t of happened in the first place (putting his arm around me as we walk to the car) Me: (stopping) hey listen...arent fatherâ??s supposed to protect their daughters from getting hurt...well look what my father did to me...things dont always work out the way there supposed to so stop please...i want you as my boyfriend not bodyguard... Michael: (holding me) im sorry...now we better get you to the hospital... Me: (getting in the passenger seat) i feel weak you should drive... Michael got in and started the car. I was feeling really dizzy and my vision started to go blurry. I could hear Michael asking me if im ok but i couldnt see anything. I woke up in a hospital bed with Michael sitting next to me. Michael: how are you feeling (grabbing my hand) Me: ok i guess...what happened? Michael: you passed out because you lost a lot of blood...they said you should be ok... Me: oh...jeez didnâ??t think it was that bad... Michael: 9 stitches...it was bad enough... After about an hour or two i was finally allowed to leave. We went back to my place because my clothes were covered in blood and i needed a shower. We stopped off on the way at Michaelâ??s to get some clothes for him and headed to mine. The whole way was silent because all i could think of was how my life was ruined. I loved Michael but i really didnâ??t want to have to depend on him like this. When we got back to my house we got cleaned up and sat down to try and sort out this mess that was my life. We searched through the jobs section in papers but they all said the same thing, qualifications needed. I began feeling more and more useless and depressed as the day turned to night. Finally we found a section that needed no qualifications but it was work that i could never see myself doing, cleaning, housekeeping and that sort of work. How could i go from being a very well known high class accountant to this. I wasnâ??t stuck up or anything but this was still beyond my belief. I could tell Michael wasnâ??t so keen on me working as a maid either. Michael: maybe if we wait for more options...(closing the newspaper) Me: there will never be more options...(looking down) Michael: i have an idea...(smiling) Me: please let it be good, im almost on the verge of giving up... Michael: give me one week and youâ??ll see (smiling) Me: please tell me now i cant wait another week... Michael: just trust me on this one (holding my hand) Me: fine...(yawning) i think its bed time (smiling) Michael: (smirking) oh really (pulling me onto his lap) Me: after the day i just had all im thinking about is sleep (smiling) A week has passed and all that is on my mind is what Michaelâ??s idea is. He wouldnâ??t give me any hints and has been gone a lot trying to bring his idea to life. It is 10 in the morning and my phone rings. Me: hello? Michael: hey sleepy...i need you ready in an hour... Me: for what? Michael: im picking you up for an interview... Me: you got me a job?(smiling) Michael: just get ready and ill see you in an hour.. Me: (excited) ok see you... Michael: i love you bye... Me: love you too... After i hung up i jumped out of bed and hopped into the shower. I got dressed in my usual smart but classy clothes that i would wear to work and went down stairs to get something quick to eat. When i ate i put on some make-up and before i knew it, it was 11am. I heard a beep of a car and left my house locking the door behind me. Michael got out dressed in a suit which was really unusual. He looked like a business man standing there. Me: (kissing him) why are you wearing a suit? (looking curious) Michael: youâ??ll see (smirking) We got into the limo and drove for about 20minutes until we pulled up outside a building. It was very modern looking and had 2 stories which were filled with what seemed offices. We were parked around the side of the building and Michael took my hand and led me out of the limo. Michael: ok now i want you to know i done this because i love you and i want you to be happy. Me: whats going on? Michael: walk with me and ill show you (taking my hand) We walked around to what seemed the front of the building where i looked up to see huge silver letters which said, â??McDonnell&Jacksonâ? i stood there staring with my eyes glued to this sign. I couldnt believe it. Me: you did this? (still staring) Michael: (putting his arms around my waist from behind) yep... Me: (turning and kissing him) i love you so much! Michael: i love you so much more (smiling) Me: wait...you said i had an interview... Michael: yeah we need to interview your new staff...boss (smiling) Me: well your the boss...you own this... Michael: (taking out a letter from his pocket) actually its all yours (pointing at the name on the deed) Me: (hugging him tight) how can i ever repay you? Michael: seeing your smiling face is all i want.....and maybe i could think of a few other things (smirking) Me: well Mr. Jackson i owe you a lot so anything you want (kissing him) We walk inside this beautiful building and there sat at the main reception was my old secretary Lynn. I couldnt believe she moved here with me. I smiled and just kept looking around. I saw a lot of people waiting to be interviewed and then to my surprise i seen my two brothers standing outside my office. Me: what are you guys doing here? (smiling) Declan: well we heard what happened with Patrick and decided to come here and bring all of our clients to your company... Me: (tearing up) you didnâ??t have to go through all this trouble... Michael: (taking my hand) come on and ill show you your office (smiling) We walked into this huge office which had everything from a pin ball machine to a huge couch beside a fire place made of marble. There was also a bathroom in there with a shower and Jacuzzi. I was in shock. Me: you really didnâ??t have to do this seriously... Michael: yes i did...and plus im still your client and my girlfriend so it all works out....and someday when we get married the name will change to Jacksonâ??s (smiling) Me: (my eyes grew wide) wo...rewind! what did you say? To be continued....
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