When The Light Falls - Book 3, N. Y. [good beach reads TXT] 📗

 

Elle's P.O.V

 

 

I was getting tired of being in the sewing room with Ryan keeping eyes on me.

 

I was not even interested in fashion that much.

 

I just liked the oufits and certain fashionable things.

 

 

But Ryan insists on letting me know everything about it.

 

 

The history, the future trends...ugh.

 

I only liked what was in my interest with fashion.

 

 

And his lectures on fabrics were starting to feel like I was in a classroom.

 

  

''So, I want you to....?'' Ryan starts.

 

I finish.

 

''Take out the stich with the seam ripper and re-stich the hem of the patent leather. I know...I know. But what does fashion have to do with writing?'' I replied.

 

''Patience Elle, writing will come to you just like how the stich will come together, to form the pants.'' Ryan said.

 

 

I rolled my eyes.

 

Luckily this was my last day here. The last time I saw Ryan he was very helpful with the halloween bash.

 

 

I smiled at the thought. I imagined what happened with the cops that time.

 

It was pretty cool and funny.

 

 

''Now, I have a gift for you, and his name starts with a J.''

 

''What?'' I said getting up.

 

 

''Jeff.'' he says raising his hands.

 

 

Jeff walks into the room.

 

I cup my mouth from the excitement I felt.

 

''Jeff you're....here.'' I said, getting up from my seat.

 

 

I thought i'd never see him again.

 

 

And he's here.

 

We've never talked much, but I always considered him a great friend.

 

 

''I missed you.'' I said pulling away from the quick embrace.

 

''Well, after I got fired from FARELLE, Ryan found me while I was searching for jobs and got me a spot here at KARL magazine.'' he said, smiling.

 

''Well, good to see you again. I thought i'd never see you here.'' I replied, smiling.

 

 

''It's great to see you doing fine, especially since I heard from KARL magazine you were back in the field again. No details, but....what happened earlier in the year?'' he asked.

 

 

I paused.

 

Was I suppose to tell him or let him guess what happened?

 

 

Everyone here at KARL magazine knows, everyone at FARELLE magazine know.

 

Should Jeff know?

 

 

''I,..um. I actually served jail time.'' I said.

 

 

Jeff's expression droppped.

 

 

I look up feeling embarssed.

 

People have been giving me a rough time since I got out, it hasn't been easy to tell everyone.

 

 

But I think Jeff will handle it.

 

 

''Believe me, I wish I wasn't lying. But, I did get arrested.'' I say.

 

''So you were like in jail, like prison?'' he said.

 

''Yep, I was.'' I said.

 

 

Jeff slowly pulls me in for a hug again, tightly.

 

He knew how I felt.

 

At least I thought.

 

 

''I'm so sorry to hear that. You must be under a lot of pressure to be here. And for Lauren to put you down here, I think she's building up your confidence to work harder and better than before.'' Jeff implied.

 

''Really?'' I said pulling back from Jeff.

 

 

''I think the whole reason why she's doing this is to get you back to your normal self. By making you work harder to get your job back.'' Jeff responds.

 

 

I didn't think of that. Maybe because my ego got in the way.

 

I had thought that everyone wanted me gone, but it hadn't occured to me much about the intention.

 

Maybe Jeff was coming on to something.

 

 

Maybe Lauren put me at KARL magazine to learn from last year's mistakes.

 

 

Lauren did this because she cared, and I didn't think to notice at first.

 

I just thought she was denying my ideas and thoughts on things.

 

 

I should be thanking her, not pushing her out because of it.

 

God, sometimes she could be a bitch, but thank you Lauren.

 

 

''I think you're right.'' I replied.

 

''Awww, what a beautiful moment....now back to work!'' Ryan said abruptly.

 

He slaps his hands together lastly.

 

 

I go back to my desk, signalling Jeff to talk later.

 

--

  

''So let me get this straight, you were stuck in the restroom for 1 hour trying to hide from your boss. Only to get promoted later that day. And you made a mistake for nothing?'' I said.

 

''Yep, worst day ever. And thank you for listening.'' Jeff replied.

 

''Any time, don't forget that i'll be visiting you from now on at KARL magazine.'' I replied with a smile.

 

''Of course.'' Jeff says, pulling me in for a hug.

 

 

Me and Jeff walk off towards the writers and design department, and as small silence grew.

 

I could tell everything felt right again.

 

 

A little love from Lauren was mistaken as a rude illusion to me. 

 

I was just glad I had Jeff back, I missed him so much.

 

 

As we step off of the elevator, me and Jeff walk our way nearing my work environment.

 

I could see in the corner of my eye that Jeff missed this place.

 

 

I smiled as my lasting thoughts are interuppted by my words.

 

 

''Well this is me.'' I said pointing to the glass doors.

 

''Well then, goodbye. I guess i'll see you around.'' Jeff said.

 

 

He smile overtakes his face and I return a grin.

 

 

He gives a small wave before leaving. I watch him exit to the elevators before I turn back to the glass doors.

 

There was something about seeing him back in FARELLE that lifted up my soul up.

 

 

A part of me wished he worked here again, but things happen. 

 

 

I pushed the thought aside and entered through the glass doors.

 

I looked to my left, to see Sara helping Walt with an assignment.

 

Lauren approaches me.

 

 

''Ah, Elle. You're back, I hope you had fun wiith Ryan at KARL magazine. And a little surprise from Jeff.'' she exclaims.

 

 "You did suprise me with Jeff." I said to her.

 

''You went to KARL magazine!!'' Walt shouted. 

 

Me and Lauren's attention was brought to him.

 

 

He brushed off his last words and went back to talking with Sara. 

 

Lauren turns back to me.

 

''Anyways, like I promised, you're no longer working with Ryan and can come back here again. No more early morning sewing skills.'' she responds.

 

 

''Oh thank god.'' I said with relief.

 

''Yes, now you really have to get to work. The brazil trip is coming up fast, I want you to right a story on how the experience it going to be for our company.'' Lauren said.

 

''I'll get right on it.'' I said with a huge grin.

 

  

It took long enough for people to gain my trust again and now it's worth it.

 

 

But before Lauren left, I called her name.

 

 

''Lauren...I wanna say thank you for everything. Giving me the chance to come back and work here. You don't know how pleased I am to have you believe in me.'' I said.

 

Lauren rushes over to me.

 

''In all ir's worth Elle. I will always believe in you. I only made you do the morning internship at KARL magazine with Ryan to teach you to believe in yourself and if you can put up with any assignment with back tracking rumors, you can do anything again.'' she says.

 

Lauren gives one last smile before she walks back to her office.

 

 

''Elle, guess what, guess what. Guess what!'' Rikki said distracting me with her notebook.

 

''What?'' I said excidedly.

 

 

''I'm going on a retreat.'' Rikki smiles widely.

 

 

My face slightly dropped.

 

This was a great....but also a disaster. I'm happy for Rikki.

 

But I planned a girls night in for us including Marybella just this week.

 

 

I faked smiled.

 

''Great, when are you leaving?'' I asked.

 

''Today, i'll be back before next week in time for the big Brazil trip coming up.'' Rikki said.

 

''Wow, great. I'll see you then.'' I say.

 

 

''I know since I divorced Jason, i've really been on and off. Things have been wild and freeing of course, you know, no more commitment. So I thought why don't I relax before we go on this big stress trip to Brazil for the Annual Magazine Company Face Off.'' she said excidedly.

 

''Well, I could use that. But I actually kinda planned for us to have a girls night in this weekend before the trip, and you're leaving.'' I said.

 

''No, we can still have girls night in. On our trip tp Brazil, we'll have plenty of long hour breaks before competition time. So we'll have girls night in then.'' Rikki replied sounding happy.

 

 

''It's so nice to see you happy again. With Jason you were-'' I started

 

''Upset? I know but i'm over it now. I've found my new calling to be free and experience everything.'' Rikki replied.

 

''Well, i'm happy for you Rikki. Really I am.'' I replied.

 

 

''Great, i'll see you later.'' Rikki says running off.

 

 

I walk over to where Walt and Sara are talking over an assignent.

 

''So what are you guys doing?'' I asked leaning on the desk.

 

''Oh, i'm just explaining to Walt about his story needed for the hot topics column on the next magazine cover.'' Sara replied.

 

''Well that's good, if you need any help just tell me. I'm here.'' I said.

 

 

I turn to my desk feeling anticpated for Walt to call me.

 

 

We haven't talked since when I introduced him to his desk.

 

I mean all we ever said to each other is.

 

''Hmm...'' ''No comment.'' ''No thank you.'' ''Bye.''

 

 

I was really looking forward to the conversations.

 

But when Lauren and Vanessa said Sara was going to help Walt, I knew the talking between us would go down hill.

 

 

''Um actually Elle, I need your help for something.'' Walt says, as he grabs my attention.

 

I turn to him coming from my desk.

 

''Yes?''

 

 

''Can you tell me what it's like to be a writer here in FARELLE?''

 

I smiled, and looked over to Sara.

 

She must have told him about the requests and errands I put on her from her internship.

 

 

''Walk with me.'' I said.

 

 

Walt stands up, which was unusual to me.

 

Whenever I see him, he's always sitting down.

 

 

And he's quite tall.

 

 

''We'll be back in 15 minutes. With a story.'' I said towards Sara.

 

She nods her head. 

 

 

''Ready to go?'' I say to Walt.

 

''Yes.'' he said.

 

 --

 

''So how was your job, the first time you had it?'' Walt asks.

 

''It was simple, nothing too complicated. Until Lauren gave me the title to be Writer and Editor of FARELLE magazine later on. A big commitment.'' I replied.

 

''So do you think i'll be a good writer?'' Walt says.

 

 

I look up at him with my eyes staring back into his.

 

''Yes, I believe you're going to be a great writer. Just look at me. I still hold the title for Writer and Editor of FARELLE magazine.'' I said.

 

 

We walk a couple yards coming to a crosswalk.

 

 

''Walt are you familar with AP Writing?'' I asked as we crossed the street.

 

''Yes, i've taken several classes in the past.'' he responds.

 

 

''And did you graduate?'' I said, as we reached the starbucks entrance.

 

''Yes. With flying colors.'' he replied.

 

''Good, because I never graduated. And for a young writer like you to complete college is a good thing, even now. I may have got into FARELLE because I wanted to be a writer, but you're different, and I like that.'' I said.

 

 

Walt smiles to me then looks down as his notes. He wrote in as we talked from exiting FARELLE.

 

I looked at him, as he wrote down my words.

 

''Keep writing Walt, we need someone like you at FARELLE.'' I said back.

 

 

 

After we got coffee, we started our way back to FARELLE.

 

Walt kept asking questions and I answered.

 

I had to admit. It was kind of nice to have an actual writer question me on real things about writing that I barely remember.

 

Or learned in college.

 

 

''So how do you like FARELLE so far, is it good? Comfortable? Do you feel at home?'' I ask.

 

''Yes, I definitely see myself working for FARELLE in the future. But can you tell me about your first cover story?'' he asks.

 

  

''Yes, I remember going to a party and interviewing Marybella, my best friend. I somehow later convinced her to come work for FARELLE and we been close since.'' I said.

 

''Wow. I wish I had that type of connection with the interns here. All of them are girls, and they ignore me since I work for you.'' Walt says.

 

 

He's quiet for a second as we continued to walk.

 

I sip on my coffee in silence.

 

 

Those stupid interns don't know do they?

 

But although I was a kind of an intern to Lauren, I felt what Walt was feeling.

 

 

''Well you have Ruby, I know her from last year. But since I got back to working at FARELLE,... she's kind of ignoring me.'' I