My Nightmare Of a Boss

Chapter 2

Nia's POV

I've never considered myself the crazy type or the type to not have her head in order if you know what I mean but regardless of that there are days where even I walk around the street talking to myself. And once again the only word ringing in my head is 'milk'.

So, I had to go get the milk and head home. Of course, while replaying the bizarre events that took place earlier today. I was so out of it I didn't even realize when I got home and was soon walking into my apartment to be met with Claire questioning gaze and happy squeal at the sight of the milk.

"So how was the interview?" she asked grabbing the milk from my hand and walking into the kitchen; to make a bowl of cereal I assume.

"I saw his genitals and already know what he sounds like when he moans." I muttered not realizing Claire was back in the living room until I heard the plate of she was eating from fall.

"You lost your v card on the first meeting?!" she exclaimed.

At her words I was pulled from my trance and began to profusely shake my head.  I walked into the kitchen and got some cleaning supplies and began to clean up the mess on the floor. While Claire looked at me closely. 

After I was done Claire grabbed my hand and dragged me to the couch. "Start talking." she demanded.

I soon began to spill everything from the moment I left the house, the chanting of the word milk in my head up until I was in the house cleaning up spilled cereal.

Claire took a moment to process everything I was saying and then she looked at me with a devious grin and asked," so was he big?"

"Claire!" I yelled.

"What? Come on you can describe his eyes like Shakespeare possessed you, but you somehow can't describe his dick when it was the first thing you saw. Seriously?" she reprimanded.

"How is that important?" I asked gaping at her.

"It's not I just wanna know." she shrugged. 

Unbelievable. My best friend ladies and gentlemen.

I huffed and got up to go in my room to change without a word to Claire, but of course she couldn't take the hint and continued to follow me in my room repeating the same question over and over again. 

"I'm not answering that." I spoke.

"Why?" she pleaded.

I gave her a look that said, 'are you seriously asking?'

"Okay then forget that, how do you feel about working with him so closely?" she asked.

"Closely." I repeated.

"Yeah closely, you do realize what job you accepted. You're his assistant the person who works the closest to him. You're gonna be by his side the entire working day and who knows he may be the boss that calls you on the weekends." Claire explained.

The gravity of the situation donned on me after her statement.

"Oh, fudge I can't believe I agreed to this!" I yelled.

Claire started laughing at me. "Well on the bright side you won't get fired for bad behavior considering the fact you can't even say fuck or describe his dick." she chuckled out.

See exact opposites me and my best friend.

My day was then spent with Claire teasing me and me having a mini panic attack about work the next day.

The only good thing about my day was the sleep I got after.

Getting up the next morning was easy thanks to my alarm, and I was ready by 7. Claire was still asleep, thank God because I couldn't deal with her teasing me any longer.