L'Amour Fou (bxb)

Chapter 11

I stared at the computer, wondering what I'll type in my document. I had some rough ideas to what I'll write but didn't know how to word it. I asked my colleagues and they gave me some ideas, but they told me I looked stressed. Maybe they were right. Maybe I should take a small break.

I walked over to the coffee machine and made myself a caramel latte. Sometimes a little bit of caffeine helped me in the morning when I couldn't concentrate. Adding some sugar and cream in the coffee, I tasted it. Perfect. By the small cafeteria in our department, there was a large window where you could sit by and just relax. Looking over at the city, I examined the skyscrapers and the noises which circulated the city despite the glass from the window. There are over a million people here, and each person has their own life, their own story to tell. But no one knows what happens to them. Some may be facing abuse from home or their partners. Some may be struggling with financial problems. Others may have everything planned and sorted out in life. Everyone was the main character of their own story, and I couldn't tell whether I liked the story which I led. But hopefully my story ends happily ever after.

After relaxing myself, I finally went back to do some work, now actually managing to get some ideas. I looked at the time on the computer, and it was almost finishing. Since I completed the work I had to do today, I decided to go on my phone. After a few minutes of social media, a text message popped up. I slid it down to see that it was a message from him.

'I'm sorry but I won't be able to pick you up. There's too much work to do and I'll finish later. You can wait around somewhere and I'll pick you up when I'm done.'
I felt a bit disappointed that I wouldn't go home early or meet him. Never mind. I'll stay at my friend's house in the meantime. I texted Aurora after remembering that she told me I could stay if there's any problems.

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Once I got in her house, she gave me a tight hug, followed with a series of questions.
"Are you ok? Did he hurt you? Did you escape? What happened?"
"Aurora, relax. He told me that he's gonna pick me up later, he has too much work."
"Ohh right that makes sense," she exclaimed with a relieved sigh. "What does he even work as?"
"I don't know. I tried asking him but he didn't respond. I think it's some dangerous mafia corporation."
"I wouldn't be surprised. Hopefully you'll eventually know and when you do, be sure to tell me."
"Of course," I replied. "Did anyone from the group ask you any questions about me?"
"Surprisingly, no." She paused for a while, then continued. "There's something different about you. Are you sure you're ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine, why?"
"I don't know, there's something different about you. Like, last time I saw you, your eyes looked scared and I knew you were hiding some secret, but now, I can't tell what it is."
"Listen Aurora," I grabbed her hands and cupped them into mine and gently rubbed them. "There's nothing wrong with me. The only thing that happened was that he found out that I told you about everything. He got angry undoubtedly but he didn't do anything to me."

I knew that if I said anything about him choking me, she would've got really worried. I didn't want to make her feel any worse about this situation, I've troubled her enough already.

"Is he fine with you now?"
"Yeah I reassured that you won't tell anyone and it's gonna be fine."
"Ok good."
She gave me a wide smile and after a text message popped up on my phone, we realized I had to go. I gave her a warm, tight hug and waved goodbye to her whilst exiting her house.

Climbing into his car, I was greeted with a 'sorry'.
"Sorry? What for?"
"There was too much work to do. There's a problem that happened and I needed to stay behind because of that. But once it's all sorted out, I promise that I will pick you up straightaway from work. I hope you're ok with that."
"No, yeah, I understand that. It's fine, I just hope that everything gets better soon."
"Thanks. Anyway, how was work?"
"Yeah it was ok. I managed to complete my work and shit so I have more time on my hands now. If you want, I mean, I could help you with your problem at work. If you're comfortable with that."
"Thanks for the consideration but I don't want you to get involved in it. It's too complicated. I'll be fine on my own though."

Now I was really curious to know what his job was. He doesn't want me to "get involved"? This was surely no ordinary job and most likely something really dangerous. I just hope it's not that threatening that it would kill him. I want him to live.

We arrived home and I quickly went to go take a shower. The feeling of hot water on my skin satisfied me so much. 'He said sorry and thank you to me today,' I thought to myself with a slight smirk on my face. No. Stop it. Why am I getting attracted to that? I need to stop, this is just wrong. I can't fall in love with him; it's not meant to be. Not just because he's a criminal but he's definitely straight. And I hate it when I fall in love with guys that I know won't love me back. Even though I was determined to be with him, now thinking about it, it doesn't seem good. Maybe my parents were right. Maybe it would've been better if I was straight after all.