Layla

four moths have past

I'm nervously fidgeting with my necklace as I am waiting for my boss to turn up . I found a job about a month ago and now I'm waiting for instructions. I fucked up some paperwork and apparently it's a very big deal . I offered to remake it but was denied as I " should have done it right the first time " .  My contact with the supernatural cast is becoming a faint memory as I haven't heard from any of them in four months. Jensen never texted me when he had the time and I never start texting first because I dont want to bee clingy or annoying . I have no idea what goes on in there life. Neither had the other number I saved as jensen? That phone was probably thrown out or held by management or something I have no clue about what happened to it.

" LAYLA " a strict voice pulls me out of my thoughts. " I don't understand how you got that paper wrong " my boss says  glaring at me . Without missing a beat I respond to him " the same way you messed up the company wide e-mail about vacation days " my boss glares at me before turning around and stalking off. I suppose I am not fired just yet? Lucky me note the sarcasme.

I turn my attention towards the computer screen and redo the paper they deemed unfit for filing. Its a long agonising work and am soon back thinking about things as I am giving the numbers and letters onto a excel spreadsheet. A ding comes silently from my phone but I ignore it figuring its probably just a mail from the company account again. When it's almost 6 I pack up , save the excel spreadsheet and glance at my phone. I have a whattsapp message. Swiftly I open the app wondering who could've send me something .

Jensen A : hey sorry it took me this long but I have been so busy. Can I call you for a second.

I stare at the text on my screen confused before worry takes over . For someone like him to text me after all this time something has to be wrong right . Maybe he is just bored ? Right . I quickly type back a text.

Layla : ill let you know when I am home from work . You can call then if that's OK?

Jensen A : sure let me know.

Stuffing my phone in my pocket I walk towards the exit to quickly make my way home. About a half hour later I open my front door and place my bag at the door before shutting it . I grab my phone from my pocket . While making my way towards the couch I open the app to make sure he indeed texted me and I am not losing my mind something I convinced myself of during the drive home. The previous texts are indeed there so I quickly I compose a text.

Layla : I am home . If you want you can call .

I stare at my screen waiting for a reply. When one doesn't come for the next hour I decide I should make some food. I grab some vegetables and start on a simple soup. I'm stirring the soup when my phone goes off. I answer the call and put the phone between my ear and shoulder " hello " I answer politely making sure it's not a call from work for some reason. " hey layla " a rather sad voice can be heard true the boxes of my phone instead of the little speaker on my ear. I take the phone away from my ear and look at the screen. Jensen video called. Oops . Quickly I place the phone in the counter so he can see me. " hey jensen , how's everything " I say casually trying not to show I can tell how he is looking and sounding out of it. " I'm good , how are you " he responses sounding as automatic as a robot. I glance at him and lift my eyebrow showing him I don't believe a word he said. He pinches the bridge of his nose and takes a deep breath. " fine I'm rather stressed " he exclaims looking somewhat annoyed.

I turn of the burner the soup is on and settle on the table with the phone in front of me. " spit it out ackles " I say rather strictly. He gives me a empty stare before He starts to go on a breathless rant about shooting for a movie and series and an argument he and jared had . He exclaims how he is annoyed that people seem to be bothering him wherever he goes. " and to top of all that off , my family keeps bothering me because I am still single and refuse to settle " . He takes a deep breath " I'm sorry " I say with nothing else to say . I can't offer him any comfort as i have never been in that situation nor am i famous so I have no idea how that is " what are you sorry for " he exclaims annoyed. I raise my eyebrows at him rather offended that he took that tone at me.

" maybe I'm sorry because I haven't heard from you in 4 months or so and now you call to bitch  about your life , that must be sooooooo bad. Being carried on hands by million of people but what do I know I'm not famous after al . And when I see you like that I don't think I ever want to be. So excuse me for worrying and caring for anemone I haven't even met " my words come out harsher then I intended but I had a point... I hope. " your right,  I'm sorry I have been so busy " he half ass apologises . " it's okay I get it , but don't work your frustration out on me " I warn him carefully. He looks at me for a few minutes but I think instead of looking he is lost in thoughts and his eyes just have locked on the last thing he saw. " I need a break " he exclaims suddenly making me jump. I chuckle at my reaction " then take one silly ". He looks up at me " yea soon I will , just a few more episodes and I can have a break ". I look at him apologetic as there is nothing I can do. My phone dings again and I open the email excusing myself for a minute.

Boss:
Hereby I inform you that you will not have to return to work on Monday. We have found your work incompetent for our company standards and thereby will not be keeping you employed any longer. We expect you to clean out your desk by tomorrow noon and your papers signed before leaving .

Signed
Bob slade
Manager of paper stacking nv

I sign and go back to the videocall with jensen. I expected that after this afternoon. But it still stings a bit. People never agree with you treating them as they treat you. " everything alright " jensen asks . I nod " yea yea it's all good " he looks at me with a ' I don't believe you ' face . I laugh at him . " dont look at me like that mister I'm fine ,I just got fired " I half laugh. He raises a eye and gives an apology.  After explaining how it happened and a few comforting words from jensen we fall silent.

" hey " he suddenly exclaims making me jump as he breaks the sudden silence . He laughs at my startled face. " I have to get going now . I promise I will text you in the morning " i bid him goodnight before taking some of the soup and eating it.

It has been some weeks since that call and jensen kept his word. He has been texting me none stop. From morning till evening at on occasions even at night when he couldn't sleep. He figured out I dont sleep much very easily. So every time he texted at night it wasn't to ask if I am awake . It was to ask if I am  alright or to say some silly thing. He sneaked his phone on set to be able to talk to me secretly on breaks. Most of our talks are funny and silly texts and never very serious unless something upset him or annoys him . Sometime they don't even make sense. But every time I am feeling out of it , no matter how hard I try , jensen always seems to catch on very soon. Sometimes it's even as if he cares.

And that brings us to the trouble I manages to get myself into. I am currently waiting on an airplane to texas. Idiot boy managed to talk me in to taking a break while he is on break , he managed to do that when he called one night while I was half a sleep .

Recap:

My phone rings softly next to me while I was just dozing of. I check the time 3 am . For the love of God!! I push the green button " yea ? " I mumble dozing in and out of sleep. " hey " jensen says softly. I prop my phone up so he can see me and I look true half open eyes at him. He is laying in his bed , a white tshirt is visible at his shoulders . He is laying on his side facing the phone with a sleepy face. I dive off to sleep for a second before jensens voice wakes me again " I was thinking " he starts to say . His voice soft and full of sleep making sense more sleepy . " of sleeping I hope " I mumble hoping he can understand my sleepy mumbles.  He chuckles softly.
" I'm free soon and I was thinking since I always travel that it would be nice to stay home for a bit . But then I had the thought that maybe you could visite for a week or two ?" I hardly am capable of keeping my eyes open when I respond a soft " oke " to him. I hear his chuckle when I fall a sleep " ill arrange everything " I softly promises before I hear the little beep indicating he ended the call and I fall into a deep sleep

End of recap.

We talked about it the morning after when he called me awake at 7 am. He insists that after knowing/ texting for so long he earned a meet and greet with me. Bustard even bought me a plane ticket and arranged me a hotel behind my back. I tried to get out of it but he insisted I visit him AND let him pay for it . So I asked him if he does that for all his " fans " to what he only responded with a chuckle.