Just Him and Only Him

The Bakery

I woke up feeling empty, like all feelings of anger and sadness and the feeling of discomfort, all of that had gone away. I was scared to show my face  at that nasty ass bakery, especially to see her. That bakery is already rat-infested in itself. My coworkers make it worse. Mr. Hot blonde works there too. He flirts with customers and harasses the new employees. He's so fucking annoying and working with just him is a pain in the ass. Now I have to deal with his spitting image. To add on top of that, Charlotte probably knows that I'm deeply in love with her, which will give her more beef on me, therefore getting harassed even more than I was. I rubbed my eyes and groaned, dreading what was waiting for me at work.

As I walked my usual route to the bakery, I saw Charlotte. She was with hot stuff and she was laughing and telling him about a "crazy" story, and he looked down "trying to work". It was a usual scene I regularly saw. As I walked closer to them, I heard Charlotte laughing. She had such a beautiful laugh.
"I genuinely think Jade is a lesbo. Like she's probably in love with me or some gay shit. Yesterday, when we were on the phone she- oh hi Jade," she said as she laughed. I was shocked. She's already spreading rumors about me to her annoying dickhead of a crush. She still acted like we were in high school. She just wants the attention from him. Even though she's getting more attention from me than him.
"So Jade, i heard from a little birdie that you're a lesbo. That's fucking sick man. We should have a threesome. You know since you have big tits i'm sure that you'll love to have a guy around too," he told me as he groped my boob. I slapped him right in the face. This man has the audacity to grope me while sexualizing me. That's bullshit.
"YOU FUCKING WHORE!" he said as he touched the side of his cheek.
"DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF AND I'LL LEAVE YOUR BLOOD ALL OVER THIS GODDAMN FLOOR DO YOU HEAR ME?" I screamed at him with all I had. Charlotte was watching this whole altercation. I saw in her face that she was beginning to see how much of a bad person he was. Yet she said nothing. On the other hand, Mr. hottie looked at me with rage. He wanted to do something but I knew he couldn't. He was scared of what I would do to him if he did. I walked out. I quit. I was done. I couldn't handle this any longer. Now I have to go all day trying to find a new job. Great.