Bahlam Feeki

chapter 24

I grip my coffee while opening the glass door. This is going to be one long day, to say the least. I couldn't find my keys so I had to call an Uber thankfully it was early enough for me to go and grab a coffee from up the street. I'm gonna have to reorganize everything when I get home.

"Hi Jamila, how was vacation?" Sandy asked. As silly as this may sound I took her under my wing when she joined last year. I guess you can call me a mentor but people were picking on her which is ridiculous. If you consider the age rage everyone here. Some people grow in age while they stay immature mentally.

" It was very fun I got the rest I needed I say while passing by the front desk. I may be on a different floor but we visit each other from time to time to check-in. I head to the elevator and press number five. Sometimes I wish this place wasn't so damn big because of all the work that comes with it when preparing for an exhibit.

But let's just say it's also good that it's big because when I don't want to be found I won't. The elevator dings letting me know I'm at my floor and I get out.

" okay but I don't see why you passed it on to her when it was for YOU. Now, look what happened the documents are missing and now the paintings have to be restored somehow!" I hear Amber's voice down the hall. I pop by to see what the issue was. It sounded serious seeing as how I can hear her from the elevator.

I knock on the door and I see her face shoot up from her computer. I lean on the door frame and she hangs up the phone

"It is 8:00 am and you are already yelling at someone?" she chuckles while reaching for her coffee.

"Can you believe these damn people messed up one of the important paintings that are supposed to be the major piece? Now we have to find someone to fix it. The damage is major you don't ev- wait Mila you still know how to-"

"Let me stop you right there I did one internship during the summer years ago don't even think about it" She lets out a sigh and throws her hands up in defeat. When I was still in college I was interested in painting/art restoration. Due to the fact that you have to have years of schooling I only got a taste of it and eventually said it wasn't for me.

The most I can do is cleaning and even then I don't think I'm allowed to do that

" It was worth a shot. Anyways, Miss Ghost, are you gonna fill me in?" I sit down in her chair and place my coffee on the table next to me.

"Let's just say you got your wish and somehow I even managed to get a boyfriend." Her eyes widen and I could tell she was about to scream but she quickly covered her mouth

" No fucking way!" She whispers and yells.

"Yeah, and now I can't get him out of my damn head I swear. Every time I close my eyes he's there. I'm starting to think I actually met a damn Incubus." He gives me a confused look then her face starts to form her signature ' what the hell does that mean' but I'll give her a second she'll get there

" incu- BITCH don't tell me" I nod my head and she lets out another dramatic gasp.

" Nah see he must have had some good dick if he has you over here having those dreams." I let out a slight chuckle in agreement because well he does. There's no lying about it.

" Yeah, I'm gonna need for it to stop pronto because it's annoying." He laughs and sits back in her chair.

"Well, I have to get to work. If I have time on my lunch break I'll go down to the unit and assess the damage and reach out to people." I grab my coffee taking a sip as I get up and wave my hand goodbye.

If I stay in there any longer knowing how Amber is, she's gonna want allllll the details, and truthfully, as much as I like to mess around on company time when I don't have work to do.

I sadly have a lot to do. If I leave it up to most of my department the exhibit will not be open by September. And if my calculations are correct that's In

Hmm, three weeks. I don't even know why we are cutting it so close, to begin with much less. If the dude didn't have anyone for this job why go OUT of the way to still do the exhibit?

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I hear a knock on my door and I look up from all the paperwork I have to file into the computer.

I don't understand the documents get written on the computer. Why not file it once you're done instead they are given to me and I have to do it.

"Come in," I say while trying not to lose my place.

"Girl, if you don't get yo behind out of here do you not see the time?" I could spot that voice from a mile away.

"Yeah yeah yeah, I just have to finish this." She scoffs, and I can tell she's rolling her eyes at me.

"If you say so text me when you get back so I know you made it safe," she says while beginning to close my door.

" Okay, I'll text you night!" My door shuts as I finish my sentence and I immediately go back to my work. There's not that much that has to be done but I don't want it to carry over to the next day. No, she's right I should get going

I'm gonna have to take an Uber back home all because I could find the damn keys