Amélie Leclerc
Another week without going to work.
I no longer knew where I got tears from because I had cried for about three weeks, almost every day.
But today, finally, had been the day I felt strong enough to face the world without shedding another cry.
Even Monako was feeling fine again.
If I had a good attitude, so did he, so I must be resistant to pain for him.
The night before my mother had come to try to cheer me up for the umpteenth time and in her last attempt she had succeeded.
I had probably fallen asleep on me after crying all afternoon because I didn't hear the thousands of times my apartment doorbell rang.
Until a bark from Monako made me react.
And after that came the sound of my mother yelling, "Amélie Leclerc Mendoza open the damn door and stop crying for once!"
I got up groggily and went straight to the door to see my mother extremely upset.
She passed by like it was her house and petted Monako before coming to hug me.
"Look at you girl, you haven't even showered in days and you're still wearing the clothes I left behind," she spoke the moment she broke away from my arms.
I shrugged my shoulders, dismissing her, and headed to the kitchen to serve Monako food. I could not eat, but he had to because he was in full development.
Although it seemed that he also had lost his appetite a bit because he didn't even demand food from me like before.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and drank a lot of it because I was so dehydrated from crying.
My mother went into the kitchen and took several things out of the pantry to then start cooking them. I didn't even pay attention to it and went to the living room to watch a movie or something, anything that distracted me was worth it.
I had not activated my social networks, since every time he put me into gossip accounts I was tagged. They literally needed something new to talk about because they were already killing me with everything.
Those who thought that because I now have my public life they had the right to throw hate at me through any network were out of their minds. No one in the world, not even a celebrity, deserves to receive death threat messages or insults simply for being related to someone more famous.
A few minutes later Malena put a plate on the table with arepas, which were a bit impossible to resist and my stomach understood by making a loud noise," You haven't eaten anything in days, please eat a little. You're already taking it to an extreme, it's just a breakup and someone better will come along."
"I don't know if someone better than him will come, because even you loved him mom and you know he's almost perfect, but I'll eat" she was worried about me and she didn't want more people to feel sorry for me.
"You will see that yes. Besides, my daughter, you don't have to be with a boy to be happy."
" I was happy with him."
" I know, but you will find that happiness again without having to depend on another person."
We stayed in silence for a long time until he finished eating the arepas and I paused the movie he had put on in the background, "I think I'm going to go back to the psychologist."
I had stopped going since the summer thinking that I had completely overcome anything that could destroy me in an instant, something that wasn't even my fault, and now with this break I had to go back because it hurt a lot.
Ending a relationship that never started is like pausing a song before you get to the best part.
I was broken inside and had to be repaired.
Now that he had accepted that he needed help to get over it, he could return to normal.
I had to.
Luckily, I have done it.
I've tried to get back into the routine of going to the gym, taking Monako out, and then getting ready, but nothing else gave me the strength to walk Monako around just to relieve herself and get dressed in proper clothes.
Obviously, I added a kilo of makeup to my face because of how puffy it was before I went to the building where I was supposed to work.
He hoped they would understand the situation he was going through and not be shit like they usually were.
I entered the tower and went up to the level where I usually worked. By the time I walked in Livvie was almost waiting for me, on the phone she sounded super excited when I told her that she'd be back, but when she saw my face it wasn't any emotion.
"Hello? " I greeted her doubtfully at her attitude, "Is everything alright?"
"Honey, good morning. Uh, yes, only that Will asked you to come to his office."
"Because?"
She shrugged, still looking worried," He said it was something important."
"Should I be afraid?" I asked doubtfully because he was someone a little, quite rough with anyone.
"I couldn't tell you, he just asked me to tell you, but when he did it was like he always does."
That means it was screaming...
And what did I receive?
Screams, yeiy.
I took a deep breath and headed straight for his damn office. I knocked on the door and waited for his "Pass" to enter.
When he saw me he lost the smile he had, who knows what because he was never happy. Well, the last time she'd seen him happy was when Livvie had accepted his date, but she didn't think that would have happened today.
"Did you call me?" I asked a little intimidated.
I always had that gentleman, not so gentleman, because he was barely a few years older than me.
"Yes, Amelie. Sit down, please," he requested in a serious tone.
I noticed how on his desk was my resume and confidential matters of my person, as was the newspaper where it was announced that I am a Leclerc next to the photo that Walter had taken and sent of Lando and me having sex.
"I think everyone in the office knows why you've been absent, even so, it's not an excuse and we didn't get any notice about it either," his speech began.
I felt like I knew where this was going, but I was in complete denial to admit what was coming.
"I'm sorry, there were things that I couldn't comment on until it was public and I am fully entitled to keep my personal information only for myself," I spoke to him as the lawyer, without an official title, that I was.
"The problem is not that you've hidden it, but how it affects the reputation of the firm," he demanded more seriously than before.
" It doesn't affect them at all that I'm the daughter of someone with a well-known surname. It even benefits them to attract clients who wouldn't even give them to me with the excuse that I don't have the title yet."
"You know absolutely nothing about marketing to talk to me about these things. It is not your company and must be handled with the established rules. And yes, it would have been beneficial if you weren't in as much trouble as you are now."
Did it bother him more that I had been with a Formula One driver or that one of my best friends was also involved in the world for me?
"It has nothing to do with who you are either, more so, the actions you do with it" he read my thoughts.
"They didn't do it with my consent," I tried to justify myself.
"Anyway, you have exposed yourself by being a family of who you are. And maybe we could have helped you if you'd talked, but now all you're bringing us is trouble."
My voice instantly went weak.
He wasn't the only person who caused problems...
"What do you mean?" I spoke with a trembling voice.
"We have to fire you, Amélie."
And he said it.
What I didn't want to hear, he finally brought up.
"Why?" I felt a lump in my throat that no matter how hard I swallowed it wouldn't go away.
"First of all, you don't have a degree that says you're a lawyer. Second, in the last year you have been on vacation more than working and you still get paid. And last but not least, you're involved in multiple scandals and we can't be tied to you every time they do an article on your life."
I was silent for several seconds, trying to take it all in.
I had assumed the last name because of Walter, thanks to this I lost Lando and now also my job.
Who was I now?
Damn, nobody.
More than a girl with a last name that was of no use to me.
What the fuck did I do?
I reacted to the minutes and tried not to get fired for that," But my diploma will be given to me in a few weeks. The work thing is false, if I have traveled, but I was still online. And regarding scandals, it's not something I can control, but I promise not to get into more" my voice was that of a girl who was about to shed a tear down her cheeks, however, I contained it on my eyelid so as not to be humiliated.
"I'm sorry, Amelie. The thing has been decided a few days ago and there is nothing more to do."
Old jerk.
He talks as if several people decided for my dismissal, but only he did.
"Well, now that I'm not part of your firm, let me tell you a few things" the lump in my throat had turned into hate. "Being the boss doesn't give you the damn right to harass your workers just because they're hot. NO MEANS NO. Have some dignity and work ethic from him. He believes the big shit and nothing else coordinates that everything goes perfectly, but in his life he has won a case. He puts down any woman or person who doesn't have a college degree, but you know what, a role doesn't define me as a person, let alone being a different gender" all that came out of my mouth after this was rudeness with insults towards the shit from my ex boss.
And everything I said to him was for me, for Livvie, and for any girl who will work at this firm, where they only hired you if you were pretty enough.
The last thing I said before slamming his office door and leaving was, "Let me tell you that if he thinks he's just getting rid of me by just firing me, he's dead wrong." The power I have now is far greater than his in this little office and I'm going to use it to bring down his fucking shitty firm.
However, the moment I was outside, my anger left and the sadness of everything returned.
I said I wasn't going to cry anymore, but here I was crying again in front of several lawyers who were watching me intently.
Will's secretary came up to me and handed me a box with my few belongings and a letter of resignation.
He wanted him to sign as if I had resigned and not him firing me. All to save himself trouble, but he wasn't going to make it easy for him.
"I'm not going to sign that," I commented a little angrily to the secretary, that it wasn't her fault, but she had to pay for her boss's broken dishes.
"You can't leave the building without signing it." She handed me the box and waited for her to bring me a pen to leave my stamp.
"Well, I'm not going! He's the one who wants me to leave as soon as possible, so I don't mind being here at all."
I was so upset that the girl looked at herself with fear.
Livvie came over to me to try and calm me down because she was snapping at the poor secretary for just following orders.
"I know you don't want to, but I assure you it's the easiest thing now," the blonde spoke with her typical soft voice, which sometimes calmed me down, but this time it wasn't.
I shook my head. "I'll call my family's lawyer to figure this out."
The secretary got more than nervous and ran to my former boss's office. Within minutes, he showed up, while I was on a call with Lorenzo because Charles was working.
"Could you send the guy who handled our case? " I asked the eldest of my half brothers between tears.
"What happened?" he asked alarmed.
"They have fired me and they want me to sign as if I will resign."
"I'm going there, on the way I'll call him. Pass me the address" I heard that he was looking for the car keys and left his hotel room hastily.
He was so thankful that he had decided to stay longer in Miami for whatever reason.
"Thank you," I said in a whisper between sobs.
I hung up the call and did as he asked.
By the time I finished talking to Lorenzo, Will was already in front of me.
"I won't let anyone enter this building," he demanded furiously. "Stop complicating things."
"Damn, you're taking away a right. Obviously, I'm going to act on it, asshole."
Every eye on the floor was on us.
"With that way you talk to me and with all the false accusations you've made in there, believe me, it's easier for you to leave just by signing this and your name won't even appear in the press again because of a complaint."
I glared at him before ignoring him and going to sit where my work place used to be. I waited about an hour for Lorenzo to arrive, but he didn't.
I guess Will was right in saying that he wouldn't let him in and despite this she was hopeful that he would make it through being him.
I received a message after a while from his person.
[09:23] Lorenzo: Millie, honey, they won't let me in and the media is already here because of the discussion that has arisen between the security guys and us. Try to sneak out of the building and then we'll work it out, I promise.
I listened to him, hoping that it would be so, and managed to escape with the help of Livvie.
It was my only option for her to do it and I felt bad for abusing him being infatuated with my friend, but she still calmly did it to help me.
I got to the last level and there was Lorenzo, waiting to save me.
He was such a good older brother and he was just starting to be with me.
We got out as best we could in the crowd, however, I managed to hear thousands of comments from journalists and fans about me. They all wanted statements and all I wanted was for them to stop harassing me for all this.
There was one thing that stopped me completely, but Lorenzo's bodyguard forced me forward. I was away from the outside when I heard that from paparazzi and how he showed me the proof.
"What do you think about how Lando Norris deeply denies any relationship with you and is already involved with another girl?
I took the sheet he showed me and my eyes filled with tears when I saw it.
All the cameras were on me and my frustrated face when I saw that, absolutely each one of those present recorded and lived how I crumpled that damn page with all my soul in it.
The title of the photo was "Luisa Oliveira, model, and Lando Norris, Formula One driver, in a love encounter"
Not even a month had passed since I finished it and he was already with someone else.
The worst was not that, but seeing how I was replaced by a model.
Again a model...
And you want to know what is the strongest pain a person can feel?
Being hurt by someone to whom you have told and explained your pain.
Being hurt by someone who knows your past and knows how broken and vulnerable you are and still does the exact same thing they said they would never do.
That completely broke my heart.
Love is so blind that I never thought he would do something like that, because I thought he was perfect, but it looks like he's not and he really knows how to hurt me.
A/N:
Thanks for the 100K, you guys are awesome!
I heard this phrase today in my literature class: "Love is blind" and the only thing that made me think and reflect is that it is so, so true.
We are seeing literary figures, but it should be emphasized that it seems to me that absolutely all of us have experienced the blindness that love leaves behind.
And my literature teacher, whom I'm very fond of, gave us a great example that made my whole class think: "When people are in love they see every flaw in that person as something perfect and we don't realize all the evil I had until we let ourselves open our eyes"
I hope that it has also made you reflect, since I believe that love should not be like this if it is really love.
Well, someone who has never even fallen in love and only writes love novels HAHAHAHAHAHA it's telling you this, so you better ignore me.
With nothing more to say, I say goodbye.
-Mar