He Hired the Girl Who Bull!ed Him in College Just to Make Her Life Hell…Then….. – Ty

Hello guys, it’s your girl Shayla. I’m back again with another beautiful movie for you. Guess who is the star of the movie?  Amy!  [laughter]  I’m so excited for you guys to see this movie.  Guess who Mr. Hope made me act with.  Let me guess. Oh, no way. Is it Josh?  not saying anything. Mr.

Hope might fire me if I do. So, let’s go and watch it.  Amy, don’t start without me.  Excuse me, sir. Is this position still open?  Yeah. Just drop your resume in the box up front. But, fair warning, miss, this ain’t no easy gig.  Thank you so much. I really hope I get this.  Don’t get your hopes up, kid.

The boss here is a workaholic, a real tyrant. He’ll run you into the ground if he hires you. We’ve had three secretaries quit this month alone.  I can handle it. I’m used to hard work. I grew up working at my grandmother’s market stall. This can’t be worse than hauling crates of vegetables at 5:00 in the morning.  Suit yourself. Drop it in the box.

Please, God. Just one last chance.   Lord, I’m begging you. Please give my son Victor a girlfriend. All he does is work, work, work. He’s forgotten how to live. He’s 28 years old. And I’ve never even seen him look at a woman. Please, Lord. Send someone, anyone.  Mom.

Are you home?  Victor, come here. Sit down. We need to talk.  If this is about one of your friends’ daughters again, let’s not even start. I’m not in the mood, Mom. I had three board meetings today.  at yourself. You’re handsome, you’re successful, you’re a billionaire before 30. But, doesn’t your heart beat for anyone anymore?  It beats every day, Mom.

That is why I am still talking to you.  That’s not what I mean, and you know it. What I mean is, hasn’t your heart fallen in love yet? Don’t you want someone to come home to? Someone to share your life with?  Well, I love you, Mom. Isn’t that enough?  You’re raising my blood pressure, son. What do you want from me? I’m your mother.

I WANT GRANDCHILDREN BEFORE I DIE.  What do you want, Mom? Just say it.  I want you to have a girlfriend, a wife. I used to pray you wouldn’t be a playboy, but now now I think I prefer it if you were one. At least then I know YOU LIKE WOMEN. VICTOR, ARE YOU OKAY? Are you into men?  Mom, where did you get that idea?  It’s because you’re 28 and you haven’t had a single girlfriend, not one.

My friends say maybe you’re modern now. Maybe you’re just waiting to come out of the closet. Son, I need to know. Are you gay?  Mom, I’m not gay. I’m 100% straight. I’ve told you a hundred times.  Are you sure? Because Sandra, your secretary, she said you’ve never once looked at a woman in this building, not once in three years.

You will die alone, AND I WON’T be there to save you.  Yes, I’m sure. I just misspoke because you’re stressing me out. I like women. I love women. I just haven’t found the right one.  Oh, see? Even your tongue is confused. One minute you love women, the next you’re not sure. I’m telling you, Victor, I’m going to hold auditions for your girlfriend.

Woman or man, I don’t care anymore, as long as you have a love life. I want proof.  Do whatever you want, Mom. But make sure they don’t block traffic outside my building, or I’ll run them over.  I’m going upstairs to take my blood pressure medication. You give me a headache.  Mom’s impossible. Absolutely impossible.   to you.

Why do I have to choose these myself? Isn’t this what HR is for?  Because sir, every candidate we pick for you gets rejected within 5 minutes. Mrs. Cole decided that since you’re so picky, you should choose your own new secretary. And frankly sir, I’m leaving in 2 weeks. I need to train my replacement.

Mom is way too nosy. She needs a hobby. Sandra, why do you have to resign? Can’t you just work until you’re 8 months along?  Because I’m pregnant, sir. And my doctor said I need to rest. My husband wants me home.  What’s it feel like to be pregnant? It seems interesting. Like carrying a secret project inside you.

Do you want to be pregnant, Mr. Cole?  [laughter] [gasps]  Well, I’ll leave that miracle to you. But I still don’t understand why I have to read 50 resumes before breakfast.  Sir, is there a secret you’re trying to tell me? Something about why none of these women interest you?  What are you talking about?  Nothing, sir. Maybe you know.

Maybe you’re waiting for someone specific.  Get out, Sandra. I can’t understand your cryptic talk anymore.  Yes, sir. I’ll be at my desk.  Overqualified.   Boring. No experience. Can’t spell professional. Terrible photo. She looks so familiar.   Stephanie Sandoval. Stephanie the bully.

[laughter] [gasps]  Small world. Very small world. Sandra, get back in here. Now.  Yes, sir.  Call this woman, Stephanie Sandoval. I have a meeting at 10:00, so cancel it. Tell her the interview is right now. If she can’t get here in 30 minutes, don’t bother calling her back. I want her here immediately.

Yes, sir. Right away.   Hello, this is Stephanie Sandoval.  Ms. Sandoval, this is Sandra from Cole Industries. Mr. Victor Cole would like to interview you right now. Can you be at the VJ Tower in 30 minutes?  An interview right now? Yes, yes, I’m on my way. PLEASE DON’T GIVE THIS LOT TO ANYONE ELSE. I’m running out the door.

Sorry.   Ms. Sandoval, you’re 1 minute late, but the CEO is waiting. Go in.  Thank you. Just a second, let me fix my hair.  There’s no time for that. Get inside. He’s not a patient man.   Long time no see.

Vic? Vic Porter? It’s It’s really you?  Yes. I’m your CEO now, but don’t call me Vic. Call me Mr. Cole. Sit.  Is this still the interview? Does that mean I’m hired?  Don’t you want a job?  I do. Of course I do. I need this job more than anything.  Are you single?  Single? Yes, I’m single. Completely single.

Good. I don’t like married employees. Too many excuses. My kid is sick. I have to do something for my wife. I was late because I had to drop someone at school. Ms. Sandoval, you’re hired. You can start tomorrow, 7:00 a.m. sharp. Don’t be late.  You’re really hiring me? Just like that? Thank you.

Thank you so much. Sorry. It broke. It’s been hanging on for dear life since this morning.  Can you please buy a new pair of sandals tomorrow? I don’t like mess in my office. And I don’t want your footwear scattered everywhere like breadcrumbs.  Yes, sir. I’ll buy new ones tonight if I can.  You can go now.  Thank you again, Mr. Cole.

Too clean. She needs to suffer. Just like I suffered.  [panting]  Stephanie, Stephanie, you made my life hell back then. So, maybe it’s not wrong if I return the favor just a little. Let’s see how tough you really are. There. Much more challenging for her first day. Let’s see what she looks like when she walks into this disaster.

Come in.  Good morning, Mr. Cole. I’m ready for my first   Clean it. All of it. I want this office spotless in 20 minutes.  But, cleaning isn’t in my job description. I’m your secretary, not your maid.  I want you to clean it or you’re fired. It’s that simple. Do you want this job or not?  Yes, sir.

What are you thinking about, Ms. Sandoval?  Nothing, sir. I’m just cleaning.  You were thinking something. I know you were. Your face gives you away. What is it?  I was just thinking, sir, that you’re very productive at making messes. It’s impressive, really.  Excuse me?  I mean, I was admiring your work ethic, sir.

I know you only hired me here to get revenge on me for college.  Well, your nose is sharp. However, this company offers a high-paying salary more than you make in 5 years at that market stall. If you can’t handle a little mess, you can walk out that door right now, and I’ll hire someone who actually wants to work.  I’ll stay, Mr. Cole.

I’ll clean your mess. I’ll do whatever you want.  Good. Just one question. Why do you think I shouldn’t throw you out of this building right now?  Because if you did, sir, you’d lose the only employee willing to tolerate your attitude. Everyone else quits. I’m too desperate to quit.  Are you telling me I’m a bad person?  Not necessarily.

Just you’re only like this with me, which means it’s personal, which means I can handle it.  Then welcome to your hell, Ms. Sandoval. Get back to cleaning. And when you’re done, bring me my coffee. Not too hot, not too cold, not bitter, not sweet. Make it quick.  Yes, sir.   What are you doing, Ms. Sandoval? Don’t you have anything faster than that snail pace?  I’ll speed up, sir.

Just a second. I’m so sorry. Oh my god, I’m so sorry.  Ms. Sandoval, how clumsy are you? Yesterday, you left your sandal behind. Today, your skirt rips in half. Tomorrow, you’ll probably leave your underwear on my desk.  Oh, come on. I wear underwear in the middle, sir. I don’t have money to buy new ones, so I sewed the old ones.

They might peek through, but they’re there. Can I get a cash advance?  God, what else will you break next? My patience?  Why are you smiling like that?  Nothing, sir. I was just thinking that I didn’t realize this building was as tall as your horns.  Are you trying to play with me?  Sorry.

I just meant that you’re not as devilish as I thought. You covered me up. That was kind.  Am I interrupting  No, Mom. I’m just helping her. Her skirt tore. That’s all.  Stop. Go change your skirt, Ms. Sandoval. Is that clear?  Yes. Excuse me, ma’am.  Son, did you rip your new secretary’s skirt?  What? No, of course not.

Are you sure about that?  Oh God, of course not, Mom. I’m not that kind of man.  Really? Then what kind of man are you? What do you want to rip?  Mom, please.  Son, your secretary is beautiful and I’m worried because you’re 28 and you haven’t had a single woman in your life. Maybe my prayer backfired.

Now I want to change my prayers. I want proof that you’re normal.  Mom, the right woman just hasn’t come along yet. That’s the only reason. I’m busy.  I know you’re busy, son, but give yourself time to fall in love. We’ll reach that point someday. Just don’t make me wait until I’m in a wheelchair.  Not today, Mom. I have three conference calls.

I hope you find a woman. And I hope you don’t reach 50 before you fall in love or I’ll be dead before I hold my grandchild.  Okay, Mom. I’ll try to fall in love by next Tuesday.  Come in. Madam.  Sweetheart, relax. I just have a few things to ask you. Sit down.  What is it, ma’am?  You know, sweetheart, you’re the only woman my son has ever held that close and that tight.

It gives me hope that maybe he really does like women. So, tell me honestly, do you think my son is gay?  Is your son gay?   I don’t think so. He just seems really busy with the company and he is very focused.  I can’t be satisfied with that reason alone, sweetheart. I need proof. Stephanie, help me.

Help me uncover my son’s secret if he has one. I feel like my son might be gay. What kind of man reaches 28 without a single girlfriend? Women chase after my son. They flirt with him, but he has no interest. So, help me, please.  Madam, what kind of help do you want from me?  Two kinds of help, sweetheart. First, seduce Victor.

I can’t do that, ma’am. He might get angry and fire me. And I really need this job.  That won’t happen. I’ll handle it. And I’m confident you won’t actually succeed in seducing him because maybe he likes men. And sweetheart, if he does like men, maybe you can guide him and encourage him to tell me the truth.

That’s all I want. I’m begging you, sweetheart. Just try to seduce my son once, one time, for me.  Madam, just once. I’ll try just once, but if he fires me, you have to give me a reference letter.  You’re so kind, sweetheart. Thank you. If you catch him, I’ll marry you two immediately.  Marriage? Ma’am, that’s way too fast.

I’m just getting ahead of myself, sweetheart. A mother can dream.  What did you and mom talk about?  Nothing, sir. She just asked if my skirt was okay now. That’s all.  Liar. I know my mother. All right, bring me my coffee. Not too hot, not too cold, not bitter, not sweet, and make it quick.  Yes, sir.

You’re new, right? Working for Mr. Cole?  Yes. Why?  You know, it’s hard to get that man’s taste right. Only Sandra lasted with his attitude. So, if I were you, I’d find a new job because he’s twice as difficult as anyone else, and twice as handsome, which makes it worse.  I’m an undergraduate dropout, and this is a big company.

Honestly, I shouldn’t even be here because there are more qualified people than me. I need this job, and if I have to endure it, I will. Besides, he’s kind deep down. I knew him in college.  Your funeral. You’ll be the one suffering. But hey, at least the view is nice.  Here you go, sir. Tell me if you don’t like it, and I’ll make another one.

Thank you, Stephanie.  [sighs]  Stephanie, starting today, I want you to make my coffee exactly like this. I love your blend, and bring me this kind of coffee four times a day. Don’t deviate from this recipe.  Yes, sir. I’ll write it down.   Mr. Cole, what what  What?  Shouldn’t you be taking the CEO elevator? The a one?  Under maintenance.

So, I have no choice but to ride this one with the common folk. Comfortable, Ms. Sandoval?  Sir, I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry. Sir, I  Excuses. You think I didn’t notice you’ve been staring at me since earlier? Are you attracted to me, Ms. Sandoval?  No, absolutely not.  Really? Then why do you take every chance to touch me? First the coffee spill, now this.

That’s not true.  I know Mom convinced you to seduce me. You’re not the first one she sent, you know. Last month it was the florist, the month before that the daughter of a bridge partner. You know, you can just ask me to touch you. You don’t have to pretend to fall.  I’m never doing that again.

I don’t care what Mrs. Cole says. I’m done. She can find another spy.   Stephanie, I need you to finish these papers and report back to me immediately. I’m giving you 2 hours to get it all done. Yes, that’s the expression I wanted to see. You mocked me back then. You made me cry in the library.

So, now I’ll make your life hard until you quit on your own.  Look at you, crying like a baby. You’ll never be anything. I can do it. I’ll finish it and come back in 2 hours.  You can leave now.  [screaming]  Here you go, sir. Everything you asked for is done.  Are you sure everything is correct?  Check it yourself, sir.

And you’ll find out.  All right, you have good skills, Stephanie. Now give me my coffee.  Yes, sir. Here’s your coffee, sir.  Put it on my desk.   It’s okay. I’m fine. It’s not a serious burn.  No, you’re not okay. Hold this. Don’t move.  I love [sighs and gasps]  What were you saying earlier? What was that?  I I have I have I love chicken nuggets.

That’s what I was going to say, Mr. Cole. It’s 12:00 and I remembered I packed chicken nuggets for lunch. I love them.  Is that it?  Yes. Thank you for treating my burn. Do you have any other orders?  My order is for you to rest. You’re still getting paid even if you’re resting.  I’d rather get paid while doing work.

There’s nothing else for you to do right now. So, rest. That’s an order.  If that’s your order, Mr. Cole.  [crying]  Good.  Hello?  Hi, it’s Mrs. Cole. I need to talk to you about something urgent.  Of course, what’s wrong?  Stephanie, did you know I saw the CCTV footage of what happened between you and my son in the elevator? I’m so thrilled.

Just a little more and you two would have kissed. I have hope now that my son will finally get married. So, I want you to continue seducing him.  Ma’am, I really can’t do that anymore. It’s too embarrassing and he knows what you’re doing.  Sweetheart, I’ll pay you a lot. Please, just agree.

I’ll add a bonus to your salary.  I’m really sorry, Mrs. Cole. I really can’t do that favor for you. It was just an accident in the elevator. Besides, Victor has no interest in me and he doesn’t seem to have any plans to fall in love with a woman.  If that’s the case, maybe my son really does like men.  I didn’t say that, ma’am.

I just mean that maybe it’s not Mr. Cole’s time to love yet.  Perhaps, but I can’t wait any longer, Stephanie. I won’t force you if you don’t want to, but I’m desperate, sweetheart. One last favor, please. I’m going to hire a companion for Victor’s birthday tonight. A male companion. And I want you to bring him to the hotel room I’ll tell you about.

But Mr. Cole might get angry at me.  It’s Victor’s birthday tonight and that’s my surprise gift for him. He won’t be angry at you because I’ll tell him about it. All you need to do is make sure my son gets there and you personally bring him. Can you do that?  Okay, ma’am. I’ll do it.   Mom, I’m busy.

I don’t have time to go to your gift and I know it’s just like all the other things you’ve done before. Last year you hired a clown, the year before a mariachi band.  Son, it’s different this time. You might actually like it. Please, just this once indulge your mother. I just want you to be happy.  All right, but this is the last time.

And if it’s another clown, I’m leaving immediately.  Okay. Stephanie will take care of you tonight. She’ll bring you to my surprise. Be nice to her.  Sir, your coffee.  Put it on my desk.  Mr. Cole, do you have a headache?  I’m all right. My neck just hurts and I’m a little tired. Too many meetings.  Would you like me to help you relax?  What kind of relaxation can you offer me?  I can massage your head and neck, Mr. Cole.

I’m not professional, but I’m decent.  Are you good at that?  Not really. Just enough to help someone relax. My grandmother taught me.  All right. Massage my head.  [sighs]  Am I entertaining you?  [sighs]  Be careful, Stephanie. I don’t want to be accused of pushing my secretary out a window.

I’m so sorry, Mr. Cole. I tripped.  Leave. Before you break something else.  Yes, sir.  She has such beautiful lips. But she’s so clueless. And she has no idea what she does to me.  [sighs]  Stephanie, you know the room number in the hotel, right? The Grand Plaza, room 502. You’re in charge of my son.

Make sure he arrives.  Yes, ma’am. Sir, the car ma’am sent is downstairs. Let’s go.  Mom is really something else. All right, let’s go. But I’m warning you, if this is a clown, I’m firing everyone involved.  Victor, nice to meet you here. Who is she? Your girlfriend?  Well, yes. This is my girlfriend, Stephanie.

Such a beautiful girlfriend, Victor. How about joining our family gathering? We’re having drinks upstairs.  I would like to, but I have some private business to do here. I’m sorry, but I need to leave.  Why did you say that? I’m not your girlfriend, Victor.  Are you complaining because you don’t like what I did? Or are you complaining because you feel something you can’t explain about what I said?  I don’t feel anything.

Really? Then why is your face red? And why are you breathing hard?  What are talking about? We’re almost at Mrs. Cole’s room, so let’s go.  You go ahead to that room and wait for me outside. I forgot something in the car.  But  Go ahead. I’ll be right there.  Is this Miss Stephanie?  Yes, this is she.

Mrs. Cole is asking if you successfully brought the boss to the room she prepared.  Oh, no. He’s not here yet. He went to get something from the car. I’ll call back.  What did Stephanie say?  She said the boss is dead. She’ll call back.  WHAT? MY SON IS DEAD? OH MY GOD, DRIVER, TAKE ME THERE NOW.   SURPRISE!  YOU? Where’s the boss?  I’m sorry.

Can you wait a little longer? He’s coming.  Can’t.   I’m an S-class escort. You don’t just get my services like this, and then your boss makes me wait? If your boss is lacking as a man, I don’t want this anymore. I’m leaving. He’s wasting my time, and I have other clients.  But sir, wait. Victor.

[sighs]  Why do you look so surprised? Am I that handsome?  Are you drunk?  I was forced to drink at that gathering. I couldn’t refuse. Where’s mom’s so-called surprise?  He’s gone. He left. He got tired of waiting. Why did you get drunk?  You seem interested.  What? Sir Victor, what are you doing?  Who told you I was interested in mom’s gift? If you’re here beside me, that’s all the surprise I need.

Victor, you’re just drunk.  I know what I’m saying. Back in college, you disappointed me. You were cruel. But I never imagined you’d become this beautiful when we met again. I can’t help it I fall for you all over again every single day.  Victor, if you’re drunk, just sleep. Please, let me go. Victor, stop.

You like it, don’t you? Tell me you like it.  Victor? Mr. Cole? You were so drunk tonight. What a waste of what happened. I hope you don’t remember, because if you do, I’ll melt like ice cream tomorrow.  [sighs and panting]  VICTOR! VICTOR’S SON! OH, MY GOD!  [screaming]  WAKE UP! WAKE UP!  MRS. COLE, STOP! MR.

Cole is just sleeping.  NO, MY SON CAN’T be sleeping. IT’S MY FAULT. VICTOR, VICTOR, WAKE UP. FORGIVE MOM. I JUST wanted to prove you’re a man. I hired an escort. I didn’t mean for you to die. Dead?  Who’s dead, Mrs. Cole?  My son. Didn’t you tell Lucy that my son was dead?  I never said that, Mrs. Cole. I said he wasn’t here yet.

If that’s the case, my son is alive. Why is he closing his eyes?  He’s sleeping, drunk, just drunk. And this Lucy, always spreading wrong gossip. Wait, if nothing happened between him and the man, then I guess that’s how it is, but at least you’re here with him. That’s something.  I hope he doesn’t remember.

[sighs]  Stephanie, can I ask you something? Do you have a boyfriend?  No. Why?  Jerry from accounting likes you, but he’s too shy to ask. He’s wondering if you’d be willing to go on a date with him tonight.  Well, I guess that would be okay. He’s nice.  Who said you can go on a date tonight?  Good morning, Mr. Cole.

Stephanie, you have tomorrow off, so there’s no problem staying up late tonight, but you’re not going on a date. We have overtime tonight. Important documents need to be finalized. Now, report to my office.  Yes, sir.  [music and bell]  Mr. Cole, I’ve been sitting here for 4 hours.

Don’t you have anything for me to do?  Not right now. I’m almost done.  If there’s nothing for me to do, I should have just gone on that date. Jerry was nice.  You’re that eager to get a boyfriend? It was just last night.  What about last night?  Last night, you were hugging me. In the hotel room.  What?  Nothing. Forget it. I don’t remember.

Maybe I was just dreaming. Give me some coffee.  Does he really not remember last night, or is he pretending? Here’s your coffee, sir.  Wait a minute.  Yes, Mr. Cole?  What happened last night? I don’t remember anything after the second drink.  Last night? Nothing. You just came back drunk, then you lay down and slept. That’s all.

I watched over you to make sure you were okay.  Weird. They feel swollen. Go back to your seat now.  Yes, sir.  She’s   really comfortable sleeping in that position.   Why did I make her work overtime with me when she had nothing to do here? Sometimes I don’t even understand my own decisions.

I ran because your smile can make me weak, because my face turned red when you tried to speak. I thought a girl like you would never choose a boy like me with nothing left to lose.  Mr. Cole, I’m sorry I fell asleep. I’ll make it up to you today.

I’ll work twice as hard.  Calm down, Stephanie. Your sleep is still paid. I made coffee for you. Drink it.  But I should be the one making it for you, Mr. Cole.  That’s for you. Drink it before it gets cold.  [crying]  Hey, Stephanie. It’s Jerry. I called to ask if I could take you on a date today.

It’s your day off, right? We could grab lunch.  I don’t know, Jerry. I’ll call you later if I can. Mr. Cole, what time can I go home today?  You’re not leaving. Mom has something to give you. Later. And I still need your help with something.  What kind of help?  I don’t know yet. That’s why you need to come with me to the mansion.   Mr.

Cole, what am I supposed to do here? Maybe you want to order me to do something specific?  Just read something over there. The files on the left shelf. Why are you looking at me like that?  I’m not looking at you.  Stephanie, you’re acting weird. Look me in the eye.  I’m not uncomfortable.  But look at me.  I’m looking.

Are you happy now? Tell me the truth. I’ve noticed you since last night. You made me work overtime, but you had nothing for me to do. And now you brought me here, but you don’t have any exact task for me. What are you doing, Victor?  [sighs]  What are you talking about?  You know I don’t want to think this, but don’t you want me to go on a date with Jerry? Do you like me, Mr.

Cole? Is that why you’re keeping me here?  What? Do I like you? Why are you so delusional?  Then why are you doing this? Why are you everywhere I am? Why are you acting like this? Why do you care who I date?  Oh my god. I need to get out of here.  Do you like me, Mr. Cole?  [music and singing]  And what if I do like you? What are you going to do?  You know I bullied you back then, but I don’t understand your actions now.

BRAVO! BRAVO! BRAVO!  [panting] [gasps]  WHY DID YOU PULL away from each other? It was just a hug, Mrs. Cole.  A hug? Victor, you don’t know how happy you’ve made me today. Finally, I know my son isn’t gay and the love he’s been looking for has been right in front of him all along.

Stephanie, I’m so happy for your relationship.  Mrs. Cole, wait. We don’t understand each other. Please say something, Victor.  What do you mean you don’t understand? I saw everything. You two love each other so much. If you love each other, then let’s not delay this. Next week, you two will get married. The earlier, the happier.

Oh, I’ll leave you two alone now. I’ve interrupted your affection. Go ahead. Go back to your sweet moments. Giggle.  Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell her the truth?  I couldn’t.  You couldn’t or you wouldn’t? She deserved to know.  Well, explaining everything will hurt her feelings. She’s been waiting for this for years.

So, the best option is to marry you.  What?   Do you take each other as your lawful wedded spouse till death do you part?  I do.  I do.  You may now kiss the bride.   Nothing will happen between us tonight, right? And when do you plan to tell your mother that this marriage is fake? Just a misunderstanding, a joke that went too far?

And who told you this is a misunderstanding?  Victor, I know you just want revenge on you because I bullied you back then. But, this is too much. We ended up at a wedding. Maybe your plan is to make me fall in love with you and then when I’m head over heels, you’ll leave me. You’ll divorce me and laugh at me.

Head over heels? Does that mean you’re in love with me?  It’s shameful, but I’ll just admit it to you. I’ve liked you since before. I’ve liked you since back then, even when you were chubby and sweaty and shy. You were just so distant and every time I tried to talk to you, you moved away. So, I bullied you instead to get your attention.

I was just trying to get noticed by you. I was stupid. What are you doing? You’re making me uncomfortable.  Why are you uncomfortable with your husband?  [laughter]  Stephanie, listen to me. Back in college, every time you approached me, I didn’t avoid you because I didn’t like you. The truth is, I liked you back then, too.

I liked you so much it scared me. I moved away because I blushed and I couldn’t hide my feelings for you and I didn’t want to think that the beautiful girl I saw could possibly like someone chubby and awkward like me. So, I ran.  You liked me back then? Why didn’t you say so? You made me wait so long. You made me become a bully just to get close to you.

I know. I know. I was a coward. I thought you were mocking me. I didn’t know you were trying to get my attention. And this marriage isn’t just a misunderstanding, Stephanie. This is what I’ve wanted for a long time and mom played a big part in making you mine, even if she doesn’t know the whole story. So, I’m not backing down anymore.

And Stephanie, I want your grandmother to live with us. I want to take care of her. I want to take care of both of you.  You’re crazy. You really love me. You should have said so sooner.  I should have. I’m sorry.  You say make it quick, don’t make it wrong. That coffee had a rule book 10 miles long.

Not bitter, not sweet, cold, not flame, but I still found a way to stay.  Yes, honey. Come home early. I want to see you. I miss you.  If you don’t want me to, I won’t. Just tell me what you need.  Please come home.  Mom, I don’t understand my wife. She wants me to come home, but when I come home, she says she doesn’t want to see me.

Then she cries and says she misses me. What should I do?  that sounds so painful. Your wife is craving you, son. She’s pregnant. Her hormones are all over the place. Just go home and hold her.  But she said she doesn’t want to see me.  She’s lying. Go.   Hold on tight, Vernon.  Me again?  One more push, sweetie.

Wife, you’ve been staring at Vernon since earlier. And you’re pouting. Why?  Because it’s so unfair. I’m the mom. I carried him for 9 months, and when he came out, he looks just like you. Not even an eyebrow is mine. Everything is yours. Your eyes, your nose, your chin.  Well, of course. You were craving me the whole pregnancy.

Don’t worry, wife. We’ll make one that looks like you now. Come on.  [laughter]  Where are you taking me?  Well, I’m going to make you happy. Mom, you take care of Vernon for a while, please.  You two enjoy the sunshine. Ready to play, Vernon?  And you? I’m taking care of you.  I saw the fire still in your eyes.

You took my storms and stood your ground. Never let my pride knock you down. And maybe I was cool to test you. Maybe I was scared to miss you. Maybe every order I gave was just my heart asking you to stay. I thought the past could make me colder, but now I’m standing here getting older with your name stuck inside my chest and my jacket where your dreams can rest.

While you were sleeping my heart was waking. All of this anger slowly breaking. I covered you with my love.