It Just Happened One Day

5.

I'm in tears. I made a whole fucking mess in front of my boss, yet again, and I ruined his expensive coat.

I can't believe it. I'm so fucking stupid. I can't even blame him for being this rude to me honestly.

I deserve this treatment. I should just suck it up and do all the work.

But fuck this burns. I spilt the coffee on part of my arm and it's different shades of red and throbbing.

I live in constant fear of being fired and my boss in general, since me and my sister are barely making ends meet with the rent at our crappy apartment.

After my mom died, and my dad went through it, we had to fend for ourselves. And me being such a fucking idiot isn't helping.

My dad has gotten better with the therapy but depending on him is stupid on my part.

I just wanted to do one thing right but nothing is turning out right for me. I'm gonna get fired aren't I?

"Scarlett, are you alright?? James told me to check up on you." I hear Ramona's voice approach me. I look up and I quickly wipe the tears off my face so she doesn't see me like this.

"I-I'm fine. I'm sorry for bothering you." I manage to say without breaking down.

"God he is a raging cunt. Your not even his assistant and he's making you do all these stupid errands." she shouts angerly while helping me with the burn.

"It's a-alright." I say quietly.

"No it's fucking not. He's being particularly difficult with you and it's stupid. And for what??" oh right I haven't told anyone about the elevator and the ice cream. I don't intend to any time soon though.

"Were you okay with him last night? I heard you worked overtime." she asks.

"I was fi- actually... he sent me for a small errand. But it was nothing big!" I admit but not telling the full truth.

"What did he do?? Did you touch you? If he did-"

"No no no. He sent me for ice cream, but when I went down there was this man but luckily I guess he came in time. He approached me but I was too scared he was going to fire me that I just left." I say, leaving out the details of him touching my chin.

I still remember his warm hands. It almost brought me comfort.

"That's absolute bullshit! He is not 5 years old, and he can do his own things. If you want I can-"

"no no. That's not needed. But I appreciate it, Ramona. Let's just go back." I say while putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"But it's weird, you know? You just joined the company and he already has this stupid-" Ramona's rant goes on and on, but I zone out eventually.

And the way he's so polite to everyone else except me. Well I made the mistake in the elevator, I guess. I guess I deserve this.

We get to my desk and I sit down and snap out of my thoughts. Out of the corner of my eye I see a med kit and a slightly melted ice pack.

"Who-"

"That's so weird. He literally came here and waited around for a good few minutes." I hear Megan join the conversation.

Two people come to mind, but one of them is highly unlikely to do something this nice. I'll give you a hint, it's James and a certain asshole.

"Our boss? He never comes out of his office but he's been coming out a lot." Megan says while shrugging.

"No way... Scarlett!! Do you think he likes you!!" Ramona says excitedly.

"No fucking way." I say while awkwardly laughing at her stupid comment. Likes me??

"He has a girlfriend." I say remembering that women I saw today and yesterday.

"OH right. She's such a bitch. She only comes here for sex with him. So gross." Ramona exclaims loudly.

"Are you okay, Scarlett??" I hear James sweet voice. I look up at him and nod with a smile. He sighs in relief, and his bright smile comes out.

James is quite handsome, I'll admit it. He has beautiful fluffy hair and the cutest smile. And as sweet as sugar.

"Yea, it's not a big burn." I say.

"He is such a fucking asshole." James says, while rolling his eyes. He leans on the wall of my desk, and I admire his beautiful features a little bit better.

"Did you notice he only calls Scarlett by her first name?? Everyone else either Ms. or Mr. but not you. Maybe he does fancy you!!" Megan says with this horrid British accent.

"Oh shut it. I hate him so much. And it makes me so anxious how-"

"Shouldn't you all be working?" I hear his distinctive voice. OH fuck!

"Sorry." Ramona and Megan mumble while shooting him a look and going back to their desks. James stays and he seems unbothered or too careless to care.

"That includes you, James." he says lowly.

"Have some human decency, boss." James speaks quietly, but its a firm tone. I don't know what him and James has but it's terrifying. I take a glance at our boss, and his eyes have darkened at James.

"I'm working." I say while opening up the doc I was working on.

I feel my chair turning to him, and I yelp. He's unbothered, somehow, but my heart is beating faster than ever, and my stomach is in knots.

"Not so fast. How's that burn?" he asks. I sit there, with my jaw on the floor, like an idiot. But I just can't speak, my mouth is as dry as sawdust.

"Uh- I-It's fine..." I say quietly, with my hands start shaking again. It looks like he notices, as he takes a quick glance at them and looks back up at me.

His dark eyes are burning a hole into my face, it feels like. I look away, and act like I'm working but it's so difficult knowing he's staring at me.

"Well use the ice pack and put the gauzes on your arm. Unless you want me to do it for you?" he says, almost jokingly, and I jump up and quickly reach for the first aid kit.

"Scarlett, I hope that presentation is impeccable by tomorrow. A lot of the board will be there, and if you mess it up-"

"I-I understand." I demand, but I shock myself in the process, hearing how condescending I sound.

"Good." is all he says, and walks away, thankfully. I finally take a big breath of air and my lungs feel like their collapsing.

I thank god that my voice didn't speak or croak as usual, but I can't help but feel embarrassed for how I acted. I made another mistake. Another slip up.

Great.

His eyes are focused on something or someone, and I follow his trail to figure out what he's glaring at. His eyes are dark and hooded, making it seem like he's glaring 24/7.

Him and James must have some kind of relationship that those enemies in books have. They are staring each other down like hawks.

I meet my eyes with James, and I slowly look away from the awkwardness, but I meet my eyes with our boss.

He's staring at me, definitely, but it's different from how he was glaring at James. His eyebrows are less tense it seems, and he actually cracks a small almost smile. Almost.

I fight the urge to drop my jaw to the floor, but my lungs feel like their going to collapse. I can't breathe. It's difficult to breathe, yet I'm still staring at him.

He brings so much sorrow and pain for me, but why can't I part from it?

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