Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 2.

Upon waking, I burrowed myself into the warm, soft sheets. I rubbed the remainders of sleep from my eyes. Slowly, I sit up, dragging my feet off the bed, and rub my knuckles onto my eyes.

Dylan wasn't home when I left work yesterday. I have no idea where he is. This happens normally.

I get up and head into the kitchen to make some breakfast. I crack some eggs into a pan and pop some bread in the toaster.

Today is going to be a long day. Once I am done eating breakfast, I will need to change and then text Dylan where I am going and then head to the beach to meet Lynn.

I finish my breakfast and go to head to my bedroom and get dressed. I reach into my drawer and grab the only swimsuit I have. I used to have a lot but I threw them all away. I would wear these little string like bikinis.. Dylan said no one wanted to see my rolls or stretch marks or cellulite. So after that I went out a bought high waisted bottoms.

I throw on some shorts to wear over my bottoms until I get to the beach. Dylan and I own this small house in California. The beach is just a 20 minute drive.

Dylan and I share a car. Well really it is Dylan's but he lets me take it. I did have my own but he didn't see why we needed 2 cars. He said it's a waste of money. So I sold my car and now we share one. Dylan must have went out with his friends again cause his car is here but he isn't. When he goes out, his friends usually pick him up.

I grab the keys off the hook and grab the handle to the front door. I immediately jump not thinking anyone would be on the other side of the door.

"Where you think you're goin?" Dylan questions. He must have just got home.

"The beach with Lynn." I answer still standing by the door.

"Without telling me?"

"You weren't home. I was going to text you I swear." I try to explain.

"I don't believe you." He pushes pass me. "Can you at least make me my coffee?"

"But I have to be at the beach soon to meet Lynn."

"She can wait Ella." He demands. I sigh and close the door to make Dylan his coffee.

**

Finally leaving to meet Lynn, I get into the car and start the engine.

I'm about to leave the driveway when I get a phone call. I answer assuming it's Lynn.

"Yeah Yeah, I know, I'll be there soon." I say into the phone.

"Oh goody." A voice that was not Lynn's answers. I take my phone off my ear to peak at whose call I just answered to see that it is my manager.

"Oh my god. Jim, I am so sorry. I thought it was someone different." I ramble.

"I can tell." He chuckles.

"Again, I am so sorry." I start. "What's up? Why'd you call?" It is Saturday so I'm not sure why he's calling on the weekend.

"I need you to come up to my office. I have something to talk to you about. Shouldn't take long."

"Is it serious?" I question. Am I in trouble? Please don't tell me Dylan did something.

"Just get here soon as possible. I gotta go. See you soon." he said before hanging up the call. My heart rate starts to pick up. I don't know why he would want to see me on a weekend. Unless it is super serious.

I sigh and leave the house leaving for Jim's office.

**

I stand outside of the building, for what felt like hours.