Behind Closed Doors

Jane
I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off, signaling I need to wake up for work. Slowly, I lift myself out of bed and quickly hop in the shower. Once I am out, I put on my favorite blue dress with a black jacket over it. I hear my phone vibrate, and see it Cale calling me.
“Hello?” I say answering the phone
“What up little sis?” Cale replies
“I am kinda running to work, what do you want?” I ask
“Can’t a brother call his disowned sister just to say hello?”
“Yes. But not you. Cale, you call me every other day just to check up on me. It would be okay of I just moved here, but but it has been three years.” I say sternly
“Look, I still hate what dad did to you. As your brother, I think it is my job to make sure you are okay and don’t need anything. Also, I am just confirming my trip down to the big apple in a few weeks.”
“Right…… I totally forgot. I have been really busy with work lately and somehow it slipped my mind. Um, of course you are coming. I will get the chance to introduce you to my friends and show you around the city.”
“Great! Just to clarify, you don’t have any guy friends, right? Cause if you do, I might have to have a stern talk with them.” He said sarcastically
“I am a grown girl Cale, I can defend my self with guys, and of course their are no guys, I am too busy with work.”
“Speaking of work, how is that book coming along?” He asked suspiciously
“Its not. I don’t even have an idea yet. I feel as if all of my imagination has been drained from me. I am lacking a muse, a reason to write, a reason to do anything.”
“It will come to you, it always does. How else are you going to prove dad wrong?”
“I don’t know Cale, maybe dad was right. I probably should have just gone to Notre Dame like he wanted. I am alone in New York, all out of ideas, all out of time, and most of all, out of family.”
“Don’t say that Jane! You still have me. Besides, I took the path that dad wanted, and I am nothing but tired and sad I did not follow my dreams. Even if you fail, you can at least say you tried and not feel regret for not attempting you love so much.”
“Maybe, I don’t know anymore. I gotta go. Talk to you later?” I said walking into the building I work in
“Of course.”
I step through the halls of the large stone building, holding my normal coffee in one hand, and a new possible bestseller in the other. As I make my way to my office I am stopped by my assistant, Haylee.
“Jane! Why are you here so early this morning?” She asks as I walk into my office
I dont even look at her before I shut my glass door that reads Vice President. Every morning I look at those letters, and wonder why on earth they decided to put a twenty one year old as such a major role of a company. But, who am I to complain?
I throw the manuscript on my desk, and contemplate the possibility of calling up the writers agent to make this a published book. After months and months of sending it back for revision, I believe it is finally ready to hit the shelves.
I pick up my coffee and sit down at my desk. While I sit in silence, I hear footsteps in front of my office doors, and see Isabella, a good friend of mine, run past my doors, hoping I don’t notice her coming in late.

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