When The Sky Falls - Book 2 - N. Y. (love novels in english .txt) 📗

What did I say about smoking, did you forget? I told Mark to keep on eye on you, and has he?"

 

 

She looks off to the side. Which meant she was guilty of smoking again.

 

"Has he?!" I asked.

 

"Yes, he has been keeping an eye on me, a close eye. I haven’t smoked the rest of the this week and it’s been a killer, but lately i’ve been able to breath at night and I don’t have to use my pesky air humidifier."

 

 

I look at her closely, she replies again.

 

"I know, when you look at me like that I know you're killing me. I won’t attempt to smoke at the park again."

 

 

I give her a smile and she smiles back.

 

We eat while I open up my laptop to write. 

 

 

 

"t’s been a long week, but luckily the weekend is here and girl’s night is tonight. I can’t wait to turn it up with the girls and have fun for once. Has it been so long since I blogged properly? I think not, i’ve been up to date on my stories for FARELLE and today there was a showdown with the departments, or as my coworkers would say, a war. There were comebacks and remarks, all that I can't even remember now. I tell you, it was a serious battle. And guess who won? the writers department. It was absolutely the most mind blasting thing i’ve ever seen in a week, and Lauren tons to say towards Vanessa, the opposing team. But she only used two important ones to win the fight, and Vanessa went down. Honestly, I could not stop thinking about it, I could barely focus on my writing. But it was over and things went back to normal, except Vanessa might still have a vendetta against me. She’s still not in tact. But anyways, gotta go my ElleWooders and see ya next time.” - @SummerElleW_86

 

 

 

After lunch, me and Marybella went around the bend to buy ice cream bars since it was such a hot day.

 

Luckily I knew one person, who had an ice cream stand in Central Park. Bratolli.

 

In the distance, he sees me coming and calls out my name.

 

 

"Hey, how's Elle today?"

 

I yell back in the distance.

 

 

"Fine! Go any good ice cream today?"

 

 

I made a run for it to get dibs on the good ice cream, beforeother people do.

 

Marybella follows quick behind me. When I reached Bratolli’s stand, iIwas already huffing and trying to catch my breath.

 

"Hello Elle, nice to see you."

 

 

I reply catching me breath. "You…too...Bratoll— i. "

 

 

Marybella buds in to speak for me when I was slouching from getting a cramp.

 

"Elle says hello back, she’s sort of out of it right now."

 

 

Before Marybella could finish, Bratolli walks over to me and pushes on the side of my torso and the cramps suddenly stops.

 

 

I stop slouching and stood up.

 

"Thanks. Hey, Bartolli you fixed my side cramp. How did you do that?"

 

"I've seen many kids get cramps from running too fast to get to my stand, it's just a trick I know."

 

 

Bratolli smiles then walks back to his ice cream stand. "Ice cream for you Elle and Elle’s friend”

 

"Marybella." I point towards her.

 

"On the house."

 

"Again? Come on, let me pay." I complain.

 

Marybella stops me, with a hand towards my wrist.

 

"Elle, stop. He says it's on the house, and I want the vanilla bar." she says.

 

 

He hands me my favorite chocolate ice cream bar and points to Marybella to choose which ice cream she wanted.

 

Marybella picks out a small ice cream cup with the flavor, mint green ice cream.

 

 

"Okay, Elle let’s get back to work. We have a lot of shopping to do afterwards."

 

 

We run back to FARELLE, and when we reached the glass doors, there was a fight going on.

 

Chaos and bloodshed.

 

And it involved Vanessa and Lauren.

 

 

 

This time it took over the whole building rather then the center entrance from the glass doors.

 

 

Vanessa and Lauren were fighting back and forth in the photoshoot area, while Marcus was throwing around papers like it was the last white christmas.

 

Sara was over in my reception desk area, handing out snacks to the other workers and grabbing some for herself.

 

 

I could see Sara calling the main office in urgency.

 

"Hello Main office, we need back up and I mean back up, now!!!"

 

 

She slams to phone on my desk and crawls out the doorway from the desk to the ground.

 

Marybella saw Jeff on the ground rocking back and forth with his knees to his chest.

 

 

Everything went crazy.

 

Just as things got crazy, Marybella pointed behind me.

 

 

Apparently, the director was here and everyone still continued to fight. 

 

After all the stress and things i’ve been through, I had to stop it.

 

I took a deep breath and yelled as loud as my voice could shout.

 

 

"STOP!!"

 

Everyone looked towards me. Even Lauren and Vanessa looked at me crazy.

 

Jeff stopped rocking and stood up.

 

Marcus stopped throwing paper and hid behind the photoshoot camera.

 

 

Without hesitating, I spoke again, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

 

"Okay, listen up today’s fight earlier had gone too far and this now is just childish. We need to stop. Lauren and Vanessa stop acting like children and get along for once!"

 

 

Everyone stopped moving and walked towards me slowly as I continued talking.

 

 

"This isn’t the time now to be fighting, we need to act like mature adults. Look, we all work here because we want a future in doing a job for a magazine and FARELLE was the last, only, better if you will, compared to others. You could find a job here and now you need to act like you know what you're doing."

 

 

"And we need to get things done before our September magazine releases in a few days, now please give each other a chance."

 

 

Everyone had their full attention on me.

 

"We're all here for one reason, because we love FARELLE and if we continue working like we're kids, then we'll never change and get things done. And the silly fight we had earlier over a person, me, it’s not gonna help any of us. I sewed back together a dress, a dress, that was ruined. Vanessa, Lauren you knew better. Why would you think that either of you could run this building by yourselves without the other. Let’s work together and get things done, no more fighting and no more excuses."

 

 

The director, who turned out to be behind me the whole time clapped. 

 

"Wonderful, just wonderful. Elle, you have a real need here and i’m glad to say you’ve put everyone in their places toda. Iive been waiting a long time for someone like you to come and work for FARELLE magazine and get control over everyone’s fits and bickers."

 

 

Really?

 

He points towards his work posse and walks towards the door. "Come on, let’s go boys."

 

He leaves the premises without another word.

 

 

As soon as things were cleared up with everyone, everyone's mouths had dropped at the though: the director of FARELLE just came to their department building.

 

 

Vanessa speaks.

 

"Did, the director…"

 

Lauren buds in. "Just come in…"

 

Marcus buds in. "The company hasn’t seen him…"

 

"For years, and now…" Jeff finishes.

 

 

Marybella starts. "Did that just…"

 

"Just happen." I say.

 

 

We all closed our mouth’s.

 

Just thinking that the director of FARELLE came into our building, was enough to silence us. 

 

"Wow." It was all Sara could say after he left. 

 

 

Suddenly everyone looked around at the mess and we all immediately started cleaning.

 

 

We helped each other and cleaned up by the time everyone had left.

 

Marybella came from her office to my desk, saying ''hi' to Sara first.

 

"Hey,"

 

Sara replied back nervously. "Hey, Mary…bella."

 

 

I looked back to Sara, who was working again.

 

"Hey, we're going shopping for girls night, right?" Marybella asked.

 

"Yes, wait a minute." I say to her.

 

 

Sara’s head bopped at the word girls night.

 

She replied nervously, trying not to get anyone’s attention.

 

"Hey, did you say…girls n-night?"

 

 

Marybella turned to Sara.

 

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

 

"I just love...the thought…of girls night."

 

 

Marybella smiled at her, as I continued to close down my laptop and looked up from putting it in my bag.

 

Marybella continued asking.

 

"You love girls night, huh?" 

 

"Yeah, only the most important thing in a girls life! I...never..had…one before, just saying."

 

 

Marybella smiled, she whispered to me.

 

"We should totally invite her to our girls night!"

 

"No, Marybella. We only planned for 3 girls tonight. You, me and Rikki."

 

 I sighed heavily.

 

"We're not inviting Sara to our girls night."

 

 

Marybella looks over to Sara and smiles, Sara smiles back.

 

Marybella turned back to me with a serious face.

 

 

"Alright listen, we totally need another girl in our groupand other than Lauren. I mean, she’s fun and all, but this is our girl's night. Remember when we promised we’d have a forth girl in our group when Lauren quits on us?" 

 

"And she hasn’t yet."

 

"So we should invite Sara, so she could feel and joined in. She hasn't made much friends since she started, let's be real. Not with these attitdues, will anyone be friends with her at work. Besides, she’ll tell us what’s in and what’s out, because she’s younger than us."

 

 

I looked at Marybella crazy.

 

"Marybella?"

 

"Yeah?"

 

"We're 20, well except me until 2 weeks from now. I bet you she’s only 2 years younger than us." I say.

 

 

"Yeah, I know but were only 3 years older than her and we look like 36 year old women."

 

"Who said tha? We are not old!" I say.

 

"Yes, exactly. She can help us look and feel younger." Marybella exclaimed.

 

"We're no that old Marybella."

 

"Working here, makes us feel like it." she says.

 

 

"Really Marybella, are you kidding right now?"

 

"Oh come on, just this one time, please?" she pleads.

 

 

I sigh, angry for a moment.

 

"I’ll buy all the snacks for us." she said, giving the puppy dog face.

 

 

She does this when she wants something badly. 

 

"Oh fine, you know I can’t resist your puppy dog face. Invite her all you want."

 

"Yes." Marybella says louldy.

 

 

She walks over to Sara, saying she could join us tonight.

 

As Marybella and Sara talk, they meet up with me at the elevators.

 

 

"Come on, Sara you can ride me." I said taking out my keys from my purse.

 

 

Marybella walks with Sara all the way from the elevator to the parking lot.

 

Sara says something before she gets into my car.

 

"Uh, Elle is there someone else whose coming too?"

 

 

"Yes, Rikki’s joining us as well. But we need to get snacks." I say.

 

Sara rides in the front passenger seat.

 

Marybella follows me from behind in her car, as we exit the parking building.

 

 

We drive down a few roads down until we make it to the nearest grocery store.

 

Sara seemed to be amazed when we walked inside the store, like she’s never seen a one this big before.

 

 

Marybella rushes to the cookie aisle to find her favorite package biscuits, she told me she used to eat it all the time back when she lived in Russia.

 

Sara heads for the frozen food aisle to search for salad.

 

And I head over to the baking aisle, because I couldn't get enough of cake and brownie mix.

 

 

As I reached for the last cookie dough roll, someone grabbed it and handed it to me.

 

"Here, can’t believe it’s all the way on top."

 

 

I looked up, and it was Marybella's boyfriend, Mark.

 

I could tell by what he had in his shopping basket, that he was cooking dinner.

 

 

"Bet your cooking up something tonight huh? Your basket’s filled with Chinese food."

 

He looks down.

 

"Yeah, i’m cooking dinner tonight for when Marybella comes home, possibly drunk from your girls' night. And just to let you know, if she does get drunk off of anything, make some dinner for her in the morning. It’s the only thing she’ll eat for breakfast."

 

 

We both laugh, and just then Marybella walked down the aisle and yelled at Mark silently.

 

"Mark!! what are you doing here? Go home!"

 

 

Mark smiles and kisses Marybella on the cheek, before heading for the checkout line.

 

Marybella smiles then turns to me

 

"Why the hell did you talk to Mark? He would have left already if you hadn’t thought of talking!"

 

 

"Okay, Marybella for your info, he helped me when I couldn’t reach the cookie dough, so i’m obviously obligated to say something and talk to him."

 

"No, you're not." she says, clear as day.

 

 

Sara suddenly comes towards the aisle we were in and suggests we buy something healthy to eat for girls night. 

 

Marybella looks at Sara curiously.

 

"Why are you suggesting this now?"

 

 

Sara replies nervously. "Well, i’m a vegatarian and