Running (Walker Series Book 2)

Chapter 5

Alex's POV

I'm supposed to go check on the apartment my PA shortlisted for me yesterday, honestly I don't know why I asked her to do it, it's nothing related to work. I guess that's the little punishment she gets for coming to work late on my first day.

I plan on going to work first to check my schedule and see if I can squeeze a little time out of work to go check out the apartments.

I walk into the building with most of the employees saying 'good mornings' my way. I answer a few before going into the elevator to head to my floor.

I walk out of the elevator and I spot none other than my PA coming out of my office, she looked surprised seeing me.

"Good morning sir" she greets composing herself.

I just answer with 'morning' before walking into my office, I see my schedule on the table I guess that's what she was doing and then I see a cup of Starbucks coffee sitting on my desk.

I pick up the phone and buzz her asking to be in my office immediately, it doesn't take five seconds before she comes walking into my office.

"What's this"? I ask with the coffee in my hands

"It's coffee sir" she states as if telling me I'm stupid to ask such an obvious question.

"I know it's coffee Donovan, what's it doing on my desk"? I ask looking at her, she's starting right back at me as if I've grown two heads "I don't remember asking you for coffee"

"It's called a kind gesture for a reason" she mumbles to herself but I hear it

"What did you say"? I play along just to see if she has the balls to repeat it

"Nothing sir, I can always take the coffee if you don't want it" she says stretching her hands to take it and I just stare at her, she takes it from me and walks out but I can hear her mutter a few things.

I just shake my head and go back to working, I'll work a bit before going to check on the apartment, the earlier I pick one the earlier I leave the hotel, honestly I'm trying to stay off the paps for now and staying at the hotel won't do that for me

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"I'll see you Thursday, I promise I won't cancel again" I hear her say as I enter her office, her back is turned to me as she twirls in her seat.

So she was using the office line to talk to God knows who, probably a stupid boyfriend.

Whatever the person on the other line said made her burst out laughing before she spoke up this time turning her chair to face me "I love you too"

Seeing me stand there she quickly drops the phone and tries to compose herself, if looks could kill then she'd be dead.

"Did you want something sir"? She asks sitting properly.

"What? did I interrupt your little make out session with your boyfriend"? I ask spitting out with anger, I'm really trying to contain my anger but it seems any little thing she does gets on my nerves.

She opens her mouth to say something but I beat her to it "There's a reason why it's called an office line Donovan and not a line used in talking to concubines and numerous boyfriends"

She just looks at me with hurt like I said something forbidden, she really should learn to set boundaries between personal time and work time.

"I'm sorry sir" she whispers

"I'm not asking you to apologize, next time I might not be the one trying to reach your office line but maybe a client, what would they think when they can't reach you on multiple occasions, huh"? I ask.

She doesn't answer, she just plays with the Hem of her dress, I groan lowly.

"You have a lot to learn if this is how you run things here, I wonder why my father wanted you to be CEO" I mutter. I know it's not necessary but I hate how she's always so nonchallant about things especially work.

"I'll be going out and probably not coming back, I know my schedule is clear for the rest of the evening but in case of emergency, I trust you will handle it" I don't wait for her reply before I walk out of her office and back to mine to get my phone and keys.

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It's been one hell of a day, I've been able to check out six apartment and the first one is the one intend to go for.

It doesn't draw much attention to itself, I can stay there and stay away from the paps for now.

Checking my phone I don't see any calls from my PA, makes me wonder if she even has my number in case of emergencies.

I check my laptop and no mails either, I take off my clothes and head into the shower.

I let the water Cascade down my body as I feel the warmth and relax.

Three minutes later and I'm out of the shower, it's late already I can't eat now, besides I'm too exhausted to even eat as it is.

I just out on a sweatpant and sink into bed covering myself up.

With thoughts going through my mind I let the darkness swoop in and take me away.

Something tells me the next few weeks are gonna be handful.

"Don't, please let her go, I'll do anything" I tell the man in the shadows, he doesn't say anything he just laugs like a maniac.

Anna's hands are bound on the floor, she struggles and tries to break free but to no avail.

"Please hurt me but don't do anything to her" I plead as tears stream down my face.

He laughs again before he speaks up this time "Don't you know that hurting her hurts you, and that's what I want brother" he steps into the light and I'm shocked, Tony?

"Tony don't do this please"

"Why"? He asks with anger "Beacause you love her so much and you're ready to do anything even if it means you dying"? He asks again.

"I loved her first"!! He yelled his eyes going ballistic "me!! And if I can't have her little brother, then neither can you" he pulls out a gun and points it at her.

She starts crying and shaking.
"Tony no please don't do this, I'm begging you"

He just looks at me and say "i'm sorry little brother" and I hear a loud bang

"Nooooooo"!!!!!!!

I wake up abruptly, God it's just a dream but it's the same fucking dream.

I'm sweating profusely and I know I won't be able to sleep now, I've been having this reoccurring dream ever since that night.

Only this time Anna dies and she dies by my brother's gun, it feels so real every fucking time that I'm almost tempted to call her and ask if she's okay.

I look at the time on my phone and it's just 2:30am.
I can't go to sleep so I guess I'll try to work a bit before dawn.

I've checked the internet a couple of times to see if I can find a solution to why I keep having dreams like this and a few articles connected it to PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). I guess what I witnessed that night scarred me in ways I didn't even know.

And the only remedy for it is to see a therapist but I've been avoiding seeing a shrink because I didn't think it'll become this serious but I guess I'll have no choice now than to go see one.

I don't know anyone in this city but I guess dad does so I'll ask him for a few recommendation tomorrow.

I don't know much about PTSD so if my explanation or experience of it is bad please bear with me ☺️☺️

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