Fast forward to next morning..
Alisha's pov:
Today's weather was nice. The sun giving off a glow as if it was happy, celebrating something, the cool breeze managed to get through my window and into my room making the room a little chilled. The curtains were flowing as if dancing with the wind. The alarm woke me up. The weather seemed to be not on my side today though. While it was a good day today and my alarm was working too but somehow my brain wasn't. It kept showing me memories i would rather forget. I was having a nightmare and my brain refused to let me wake up from it. It decided today was the day to let this shit happen. It felt like my body was frozen and i couldn't do anything but watch what was happening infront of me. I couldn't wake up. I was stuck. Stuck in oblivion, stuck in a bad memory and there was nothing i could do about it. I was sweating. My hands clamped the bedsheet as if my life depended on it. I was thrashing around hoping to wake up from this goddamn nightmare. I thought i was okay. I thought i didn't need to take those damn meds anymore they weren't doing anything but make me sleepy. Seems like i was wrong. Tears flowed out of my eyes and-
"NO DYLAN!!" a shout came from somewhere. I couldn't comprehend who shouted before my eyes popped open nd i sat up breathing heavily. It was a little long before i calmed down and realised it was me. I shouted. But why am i relapsing? this wasn't supposed to happen! And more importantly why now??
But it was no use to think about it now. I knew i should get up and get ready but my legs refused to move. It was 10 mins before i even managed to move my fingers. I woke up, got ready
I really wasn't in the mood for anything flashy today. I looked into the mirror and it seemed to show me someone who clearly looks like she hasn't got enough sleep that was not all she had pain hidden in her eyes. Lots and lots of pain. I sighed and decided on some clothes half heartedly.. nahh you know what im messed up and sad and heartbroken but no way in hell im letting anyone see that. So i opted for a simple white shirt and a black skirt. I was going to turn heads i knew it.I knew the makeup wasn't the "quiet" type but i was too tired to care. I took my bag , the files i made yesterday and dragged myself to the office.
The environment was chilly. Well it isn't usually warm but it was more chilly than usual. It told me what i was scared of happened.
I went to Xavier's office.
"May i come in" i asked him
He was standing behind his chair looking angry. He didn't answer so i went in and asked him what happened.
"What happened u ask? Well i just found out yesterday's deal was a scam they are planning to make me lose everything. All the hardwork i put into this project, all the sleepless nights, everything. And i can't do anything because i don't have the proof" that was the first time i saw him so broken. For some reason that hurt me more than it should have. It was how do i say it? It was hurting my heart. I wanted to hug him and comfort him. But we don't get what we always want so the only way for me to comfort him was to tell him that we do have the proof.
"Proof? Are you talking about this?" I held the file infront of him so he could see.
He snatched it from my hands"Where did you get this?" He asked me. He looked suspicious but now was not the time.
"And i thought u don't have time for chitchat? You should go save your company instead of contemplating on where i got this" i told him. Somehow i was happy. I felt happy in a small corner of my heart amongst all the hate. I didn't know where it came from or how it felt. I just felt like everything was okay and i was relieved. I haven't felt like this in a long time.
"umm thank you i guess" he said and ran away from there.
I suppose he has problems with his feelings too just as i do. And that's where i relate to him. That's the only thing i relate to him in really.
But those assholes were gonna see hell i'll make sure they do. His face when he told me about the betrayal came to my mind and suddenly the urge to protect him and to kill anyone who hurt him became stronger. I don't know where all this anger came from. I just knew where i had to chanel them and on whom.
I called Isaiah and he picked up
"Hey im sending you some names. Get me information on them and get the weapons ready we have people to kill.
I was calm while i said that compared to how i felt inside. It felt like a volcano is erupting and the only way to stop it is to kill those guys."Got it ma'am " he said and we ended the conversation right there.
I decided to get some work done while the ways to fuck them up is being prepared.
The whole day was uneventful though apart from that one moment when i was playing with knives and jocelyn decided to let herself in without an invitation. She is nice. Another employee of the company. We vibe but not the other me tho. She has such a rainbow personality i could never taint her with the sins i commit. She is too pure for that. This makes me doubt his type in employees tho. The pure and innocent must be his type. Im curious about his type in women tho. I would like to see if im his type. shit i need to stop. In the end it's gonna be both of us that get's hurt. I need to go home
That was the last thought before i picked my things and went home. I decided to get some sleep before i had to get up to teach them a lesson...
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Author's note:
How you guys doing? A long chapter to apologise for the time i was off. I've been busy. But i think my writing has gotten better? Idk read this and give reviews everyone. Also like and comment..Love love <3
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