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I'm Scared...

Chapter 21

Before I step out of the car to enter the office, I sit for a moment to further relax myself. 

"Namjoon. You were right. Something feels off and I don't safe. I'm scared."

Namjoon materializes in the passenger seat, looking straight out of the windshield. Hollowing his cheeks and jutting his chin makes him look as though he's ready to commit a murder. 

"I'll fucking kill him." 

Well, that expression was on point.

"Technically he didn't do anything but say some reckless shit, but he made me feel so uncomfortable for some reason. I just needed to get out of there."

"No one should make you feel that way ESPECIALLY in your own home. We were there the whole time, so I saw everything. Just know that he wouldn't have gotten the chance to hurt you. How are you feeling now?"

"I'm okay now." 

He strokes my cheek and I lean into his hand. There's a knock at my window and I jump at the sudden intrusion. My colleague is standing there looking confused, I'm assuming it may look like I'm talking to myself. I quickly flash my phone to him, indicating that I am on a call. He gives me a thumbs up and walks across the parking lot to the entrance of the building.

"He seems nice." 

Namjoon's expression has softened just a bit but he seems less on edge.

"He really is. That's Grey. We actually graduated university together over a decade ago."

"Hmmm," is all that he can give me right now and that's okay. "Babe, I don't know how you're going to take this, but I think you should fire Brandon. I feel like he let you off easy today, but things will get progressively worse. We are trying to stay hidden so as to not give you anything else to have to worry about, but we're all ready for that action."

"I completely agree, Joon, but I'm under contract. I can't just fire him for being a creep, you know?"

"Well, we'll have to think of something. Try not to focus on this shit and enjoy the rest of your day, okay. The guys and I will keep an eye on things at the house. I love you, T." 

He kisses my temple, then my cheek, then turns my face towards him so that he can kiss my lips. The courage that I've gotten from just talking to him has made me braver than ever. I'm not afraid of Brandon and I won't let him take the comfort of my home away from me.

Once I've made it near my office door, Grey grabs me and yanks me into his office which is just across the hall. I squeal a little louder than usual being that I'm a bit on edge this morning. 

"Girl, what the fuck?"

"G, you scared the shit out of me. I'm a little on edge today." I lie to comfort him and make my way to sit on his sofa.

"Are you okay? Anything I can do to help? Do I need to slap a hoe?" 

Grey is a mess and has had the ability to make me laugh since the day we met.

I can't hold in my laughter, and I have to admit that I do feel better after speaking with Namjoon and now with Grey. 

"Bitch, you wouldn't bust a grape, talking about slapping somebody." 

We giggle comfortably and high five, knowing that I was speaking the truth. 

"But seriously, I'm fine. I think I'm just tired, honestly."