Chapter 8

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Jaiden's pov

I grabbed my car keys on top of the coffee table and walked towards the door. "Bye," I said to her and closed the

I wasted my time when I should have doing something effective. I don't even know how I got myself into this. I should have just dropped her off at the clinic.

I drove all the way back to the studio to fetch my stuff because I had a dance class to prep.

When I got there. I walked right past Siza and made my way to the office. "Wait! Wait!" She exclaimed running behind me. "Are you sure that's what you want to do right now? Do not follow me," I said as I barged into the office. "I don't care. Just tell me how it went. Is she fine?" I sighed, "you don't care? You know what I'm capable of so don't even try me," I warned her. "Now please leave my office. This is my personal space sisi[sister]." She raised her hands in surrender, "fine I'll go. I'd rather not be here with you anyway." "Siza you better stop that shit right now! I am not your friend. I hired you here. I am your boss, let's get that clear," I stood right in front of her towering her. "I'm sorry Jaiden. Please," she begged. I gave her one intense stare before pointing at the door and she left.

I gathered my clothes and grabbed my grey trainers. I abruptly left the studio leaving Siza at the reception. I shoved the clothes at the back of the car and drove away.

A notification from Leesah popped up from my phone while I was driving.

Leesah: How far are you? Are you even coming?

Me: Ofcourse I'm coming. What makes you think that I'm not?

Leesah: I don't know.

Me: Look I'm driving okay. Don't text me again. I'll be there in 10 minutes.

I threw the phone at the back seat. I don't really feel like people right now. You would think that moving out of your parent's house will give you a break but no. Another group of people come in your life and make it hard. I don't even know why I'm so bothered right now. A litte girl like Bianca does not get to make me go through this rollercoaster ride of emotions.

I parked my car in front of the building and made my way inside. Unlike the art studio, we don't have a reception here.

When I got inside, all the dancers were there. Even the new ones. I greeted them and walked to the lockers so I could stash my stuff inside. I changed clothes and started to talk to them.

"Hi. For those who don't know me, please, call me Boss," I mocked. "Since everyone is here I'd like to-"

"Actually there's one person missing, boss. I don't remember her name yet though," Leesah interrupted. "I though I made it clear that at this time everyone should be here. Didn't I? Don't even bother to answer." I walked to the bathrooms to catch my breath. I believed that my patience was absolutely getting tested. Like everyone was just doing their best to annoy me.

"Boss! She's here." I heard Leesah shout. I went out to the dancers wondering who the late girl was. As soon as my presence was felt they got quite. I was about to speak before someone interrupted me "I'm sorry I'm late. I promise you this will never happen again, Sir." Sir? I raised my head to see who this girl was and I must say I was not expecting the person I saw.

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