My psycho boss and I

Chapter 19~Stolen kiss

*Jessica POV*

Drake.
My eyes couldn't believe who was standing in front of me. I was shaking as all the memories flooded my mind. I tried to steady my breathing, but it was getting so hard. My heart was pounding so hard against my rib cage and I feared he could hear my heartbeat.

I turned forward and didn't dare to look back. I could finally get my legs to move, but they struggled to carry my weight, and my stilettos didn't make it any better.

I clutched my black handbag and some unfinished paperwork I had to work on. My head was spinning from all the memories, my eyes stung with tears that threatened to fall.

Drake made a mockery of me!

"Jessy, why are you running away? Is that how you treat your crush?" Drake taunted me.

I could hear him taking long strides towards me. I was blaming myself for coming down through the elevator that led to the parking lot when I had no car. I wanted to avoid my co-workers and get questioned for leaving early, it was just 2;00 they were all leaving for lunch. The secretary's department was having a Chinese takeout today, I could have just tagged along, instead of running home to tell Lily the good news and later by 4:00 Netflix and chill. A little reward for working my ass out.

I was trying to walk away. I was finally out of the parking lot and in front of the company, flower beds all around. The sight was beautiful, but this scene wasn't. I was regretting it so badly. How did I ever crush on this douchebag, I'm such an idiot.

I tried waving out a taxi, but Drake held me by my wrist and yanked me towards him. He started dragging me out of the roadside, and away from human eyes. I struggled the hardest I could, his nail clawing my wrist skin as I kept on pulling away, it was going to leave a scar. I was scared. What did he want?

He successfully dragged me away from the company frontage and to the other side, with a smaller entrance only used by the executives.
I couldn't scream or make a scene, what were others going to say? I hated work gossip!

"Let go, please," I begged as I was finally able to set my arm free. I scanned the blue mark already imprinted due to the force he used on me. I was rubbing it, trying to soothe the pain.

"You didn't let go of my job did you?" He mocked pointing an accusing finger so close to my eyes. I blinked severally.

"What are you talking about? I was the one humiliated! I didn't do anything other than go back home and cry my eyes out like I was cheated on when I never even had you in the first place! Memories I wanted so badly to create with you haunted me as I watched you kiss your girlfriend! You played me! Led me on and you are here hurting me once again and blaming me for what I didn't even do! You are such a jerk." I screamed at him, finally letting out all I held in. My eyes were tearing up, why so emotional!?

"How dare you talk to me like that! I lost my job, and last week I lost my girlfriend." He screamed back. His voice sent shivers, I was shocked in fear.

"Well good for you. That's none of my business. You could have thought twice before playing me. Karma is a bitch!" I said as I walked away... or at least I thought.

He dragged me back again, this time his grip on my wrist like iron. I winced in pain. My eyes tearing up even more.

"Let to shout that useless mouth of yours, you cheap whore."

"At least this cheap whore had a boyfriend." I retorted.  My mind was telling me my mouth was going to get me hit by this man, but I dared him even further.

"I heard you dance at a strip club.." He smirked, knowing he hit the right spot. How did he know? No one knew... he must have told everyone.

"Let me guess you slept with a rich man that works here and he gave you a spot. And you keep sleeping around to get promoted. You are so dumb. Dumb, cheap, filthy whore." He said. His words are as sharp as daggers piercing my heart.