Eventually Yours

31 ✽

~Brie~

“Okay, so far I'm not seeing the bad here,” Nicholas said as he adjusted the settings on my camera.

I sipped my coffee.

“He shredded my photos.”

He halted and looked away from the camera and at me.

“He what?”

I nodded and sipped the remaining coffee.

“Shredded all my photos. My entire day's work and results... literally down a drain” I said, angling myself to shoot the cup into the trashcan nearby.

“Wow,” he let out.

The cup landed far away from the trash can and I walked over to deposit it properly.

“And you're sure you wanna keep working for such a person?”

I shrugged.

“I think you should quit and become self-employed too.”

“Very tempting, Nick” I chuckled. “But my love for what I do is too great to quit because my boss is being such an ass.”

“Well, you'd get to do what you love. You'd just... work for yourself.”

I shook my head.

“I wanna stay.”

“Because it doesn't bother you that your boss is the way he is?”

I like the way he is... sometimes.

“Sometimes,” I said. “I've had more good than bad with him so it's fine. And besides my friends are there so it gets better. Silver lining.”

“Hm,” he hummed. “Here you go.”

Nicholas handed me back my camera and I flipped through the photos we'd taken.

“Thank you so much, Nick. I owe you” I smiled.

“How about you repay me right now?” he asked.

I arched a brow.

“Come meet my girlfriend.”

I chuckled.

“Nick...”

“Please, Brie? You'll love her.”

“I'm sure” I smiled. “But I gotta go. I need to call home and check on my son.”

“It won't be long. You'll just say hi and that's all. C'mon Breanna. You owe me.”

I laughed.

“Fine” I agreed. “Just hi.”

“Perfect. C'mon. My car's right here.”

The drive was short. We got outside the building and Nick parked in an empty spot. We stepped out just as his phone dinged.

“Oh that's her” he announced. “She must be inside. I'll go find her. Don't move.”

He didn't wait for my response and ran off. I chuckled after him.

Young love.

I sighed and wrapped my arms around myself. A familiar laugh reached my ears and I stopped leaning against the MINI Cooper. I turned and tried to make out where I'd heard the laughter. It sounded again and I squinted my eyes, trying to make out who the silhouettes belonged to.

I glanced toward the direction Nick had taken off in and seeing no sign of him, I moved towards the silhouettes. As I got closer, the laughter turned foreign. I carefully moved through the parking lot, wondering if this was a weird thing to do. I stopped.