Honestly, Love?

Josephine Berry, 29 years old, Personal Assistant –the too good to be true girl- from Long Island, New York. April 8 Friday:

It’s 7:32 am in the heart of New York, mean while Joe walks in Steve’s apartment (Steven Wright, 37 years old, great wealth thanks to Grandma –only grandchild known- and also become the new Hugh Grant) to check his schedule, make coffee for both and leave the Tuxedo she picked up on her way.

The shower is running and Steve always takes long showers, so Joe decide to check on her mail in Steve’s laptop –‘He does not mind’.
Ten minutes and Steve is still in the shower. Joe opens Microsoft Word and starts tipping in all the things she wanted to tell Steve.

“Dear Mr Wright, I would like to express myself as how I feel in this very moment. Since the moment I begun working as you personal assistant, I haven’t been quite honest with you and for somehow it leads me into a ‘distraction’.
Would you like to know?

Hmmm ... If only you could help me…

You see, I can’t remember the last time I confessed to someone. It must have been when I was innocent of all kind, back then when I was 12 years.

heard- and as for me, I Wait! have you ever confessed?, if you have, can you remember how it feels like?, don’t you feel like having a cigarette and say ‘finally, this is way much better than sex!’. I guess not, because you’re the expert, you’re always bringing new girls, every night we all know that it isn’t better than sex –well, as I’vequited smoking about 2 weeks from now, it’s been so hard.

OK so, what about love? Do you ever think about love?, do you know what it means and the consequences that may cause?. You know, I’ve thought about this over and over on ‘how I’m going to say this’, but every time I try to spit it out, I panic. It’s not fair.Thing is that it’s crucial, you know, something that it’s needed in life and no one is free of this... you know... ‘Thingy’.

The only thing that I’m pretty sure of saying is that I need a raise, because the other day I stayed until 3:30 in the morning to run through the next day’s schedule before your flight to Miami meanwhile you were still partying out and also I really want that Chanel coat!.

Sorry, back to you
I should calm down, I mean, we do trust each other, I’ve been working here for the last 6 years and I’ve always been there whenever you needed me, even though sometimes you could make yourself dinner, but no Sir! He wanted the home maid enchiladas when you could afford for 100000 enchiladas from that yummy restaurant and there I was, I had to rush through New York just to make you MY enchiladas. But I was always there. So we are good friends, right? God it’s difficult.

Fine, I’ll just... you ready? 1... 2... 3... I think I love you...”
Joe freaking out inside her, ‘Oh my God what the hell did I just do?!’
Steve in his towel had been standing behind her for almost 5 minutes and didn’t say a word until Joe saw his reflection from the mirror next to her.

Joe quickly stands up
“Shit!, I’m so sorry, I was just checking my e-mails and I got bored and I started writing and one thing lead to another and I’m always talking crap!!... You know what? I’m quitting! And as soon as I walk out that door you have to forget what just happened AND I’ll find another job or else I’ll jump Brooklyn Bridge cause it seam’s to be much easier to forget everything”.
(Deep inside thinking) ‘What the hell Josephine, what was that?!!’
Quickly she grabs her bag, opens the door and leaves.


Written by Paula P.