His Revenge, Her Freedom

Chapter 7- 'It's been 4 years...'

Thanks to @sovereigns for the amazing cover!

"I know you have a little life in you yet.

I know you have a lot of strength left."

Louis POV

"Baby, you really don't have that much longer before school is out. If you get through these next few weeks, I promise you can sleep for the entire summer."

LJ threw his fist into the air, and Liz glanced up from the couch where she was watching Spongebob and then went back to ignoring me. You would think these children were in their 4th year of Uni, not under the age of 10. LJ just had an obsession with sleeping so the 8 hours of reading and writing that they did was far too much for him. Liz didn't really care. She was like her mum that way.

Or at least the way she used to be.

"Couple more weeks, and you'll be free. Till then, it's time to go. Meet you both outside in 5."

Liz managed to pull herself from the show and LJ ran upstairs yelling something about how badly he had to pee. There's no one I love more than my children, but they could definitely work my nerves sometimes.

After making sure that both Bentley and Portia were somewhere safe inside the house, I hurried the twins outside and took them to school. Even after breaking many speeding laws to get to work, I was still 10 minutes late.

Big surprise there.

"Well well, what do we have here?"

I present to you the devil's mistress.

"Why am I not surprised that you're late once again?"

"If you're not surprised, then why are we having this mind-titillating conversation?"

If I've ever hated anyone in my life, it would be this woman. She gets under my skin for the very fun of it.

"Cut the crap, Louis" Claire said, "I'm done tolerating your tardiness. I've had enough."

"That makes two of us" I shot back, beyond annoyed, "You know that I don't like you yet you tend to harass me every single day that I'm here. I'm not into the whole cougar thing just to let you know."

"I just threw up a little bit in my mouth. You should be so lucky. Louis, I'm not interested in you in any other way than firing you-."

"Let me stop you right there, Ms. Roberts. Firstly, we're in a professional setting therefore you will address me by 'Mr. Tomlinson'. In no way, shape, or form are you and I on a first-name basis nor will we ever be. Secondly, you and I both know that you can't fire me. Try as you might, I'm not in your department and I don't work for you. You can hate me all you want, and I welcome it, but you can't fire me. So stop wasting my time and pretending like you can."

"Loui-."

"'Mr. Tomlinson'. Now if you'll excuse me, some of us have work to do."

Without even sparing a glance in her direction, I turned on my heel and stormed out. That's usually the gist of our conversations; they're never pleasant. But, I put it out of my mind and walked into my office to get some work done.

"Why do you insist on tormenting her?"

I smiled before looking up at Kai, who was standing in my doorway with her arms crossed and a disapproving look on her face.

"What are you referring to?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Mr. Tomlinson."

"Stop it" I laughed, "You know I hate being called that."