Boss in the Sheets

Chapter 19: Anxiety

Everything happened in the space of a single eye blink. I had a lightning strike to start my day this morning, which was swift and blinding. Sam said a few words, and I didn't have time to think them through, so I wasn't sure what he meant at first. 

It wasn't until Trev touched my shoulders that I realized what he had said. He was a part of the view Sam had just taken in, I realized. And God alone knows what was going through his mind.

I recognize his actions and the reasons behind them. He didn't give me a chance to explain, though.

Trev's demeanor changed, the happy expression vanished and was replaced by a straight back and an arched forehead. He inquired, "Was that the guy?" in a perplexed manner. I remained motionless, awestruck by the circumstances and the moment as a whole. In response to his question, I nodded.

Within a matter of seconds, Al and V swiftly approached my vicinity, effectively occupying the surrounding space. Despite their presence, I remained unyielding in a state of shock. The sensation resembled that of a helpless infant having their candy forcibly snatched away, leaving me in a state of desperation.

I inquired of those present, "Do you believe it would be prudent for me to pursue him?" However, in truth, I was merely contemplating my own inquiries, as I recognized the necessity of demonstrating to him that his assertions were unfounded. Given that I had only recently met the guy in question and our relationship was purely platonic, I deemed his concerns to be baseless.

Yet he was a man I had only met once, engaged in physical intimacy with on the same day we met, and initially had no intention of staying in touch until unexpected emotions arose.

"I think we should go, the class will start soon" I tried to rebel "But...". she didn't give me the chance, " No buts! Let's go!" she said pushing me to start walking, I yielded easily and walked to class.

I was taken aback by how everyone reacted. Trev seemed a little on edge, even uncomfortable, and Al wasn't as cheerful as before. It could be the hangover, but I can tell that Sam's presence still bothers him. V appeared upset, her eyes revealing her true feelings. I could sense that she was preparing a lengthy speech, but she wouldn't let me hear it now, not in front of the guys.

I strolled quietly, considering the possibility of encountering him at work, but I was uncertain. It's possible that I won't see him, and even if I do, I might not have the opportunity to speak with him.

I am reluctant to abandon this situation, but if he doesn't allow me the opportunity to clarify and correct any misunderstandings, I may eventually decide to move on. I didn't intend to force him into a difficult position, as I wouldn't want him to do the same to me when he was pursuing them. It seems like we may be destined to never fully understand each other.

The morning class was challenging, not because I couldn't grasp the material, but because I struggled to concentrate on absorbing the fundamentals. Although my body was present, my mind was wandering, fixating on various thoughts, particularly about Sam. I was actively contemplating ways to persuade him to listen, knowing that he, like me, is strong-willed and hard to lure and make him listen when he does not want to.

The sky was overcast, my pace was slow, and my thoughts were elsewhere as everything around me appeared to be moving quickly. It felt like I was in slow motion as I left class by myself, clutching my notebook, my mind wandering.

V approached me in the cafeteria as she had asked. She had numerous questions, and I made sure to address each one. After our discussion, she concluded that we both have toxic traits and struggle with communication. I was already aware of this, and I didn't purposely hinder our communication.