The Manager

part 18

As soon as Gordon got off the plane he rushed to the hotel.

"Where is she" it was odd for the group to see Gordon out of his tux.

Rhea guided him to fallons room. It was 12 in the afternoon and fallon hasn't moved at all.

"Mrs Arden" Gordon opened the door and closed it behind him.

Finn paced outside of the door.

"Hello gordon" fallons voice was broken.

Fallon shuffled around in the bed and pushed herself up.
Gordon has been through this with her for as long as he'd been on her staff roster.

"Its happening again isn't it?" Gordon sat next to fallon, his withered hand resting on her leg.

Fallon swallowed air, her lips cracking and her eyes dry.

She nodded her head.

Gordon nodded in understanding, he stood and grabbed something from his pocket.

It was a sheet if pills, he popped two and put them in fallons outreached hands, twisting open the bottle of water and handing it to her.

"Okay, get some rest. I'll wake you up soon so you can shower" Gordon patted her shoulder, fallon licked her lips before laying her head back down.

When Gordon rejoined the group that was waiting outside the door.

"I think we need to have a chat"

They all sat at the table.

"Mrs Arden is bipolar" Gordon said, rheas mind was reeling. Damian dropped the paper napkin he was fiddling with.

"What does that mean?" Dom asked, looking to finn for answers but he shook his head.

"It means sometimes she can be incredibly manic. Have delusion, increased activity. Increased sensuality" the butler who had been in fallons life had seen each of these symptoms happen. "And suddenly she's like a zombie. Doesn't care about anything, hygiene, food, work" Gordon clasped his hands together.

Rhea sat back, her entire friendship with lonnie flashing through her mind.

"But she's been taking medication for the better part of her diagnosis that makes this less likely"

Damian nodded.

"Has she been excessively drinking with other substances recently" he was referring to this week since he hasn't been there to watch over her.

"No. I mean we did go out last night, oh fuck" finn said, stopping when he realised what happened.

"She got assaulted last night. And when we found her, she was so sluggish" finn looked over to his partners.

"Do you think she got slipped something by that creep" rhea reached her hand out to dom who just had the most saddest look on his face.

"Its likely" damian growled, his knuckles turning white.

"That's sounds about right. If other substances are ingested, it can make her medication uneffective" Gordon explains.

"So what do we do now?" Dom stood, his chair scrapping on the floor "now, I work on getting her leveled again" Gordon emphasised the 'I'.

Rhea shook her head "respectfully Gordon. We are helping"

"That is really not necessary. Just pack your things. The flight is tomorrow" Gordon stood, starting to walk around the table and towards fallons room.

"We are helping" damian stood and toured over the man, his voice deep and daring.

"Fine. I suppose I will need help getting her up" Gordon grumbled.

Finn and dom followed, as damian entered the room behind Gordon.

"Fallon. Damian is going to help you in the shower" fallons body tensed. Her breath stopped escaping her mouth.

"Please no" fallon pried damians large hands off her.

Damian retreated, looking back at rhea.

She push through the crowd and crouched in front of fallon.

"Hey love" rhea moved the hair from fallons eyes "he's just going to help you TO the shower. They'll leave as soon as you're getting undressed. We'll all leave" rhea brushed her thumb along fallons cheek.

Fallon grabbed her wrist "can you stay" she whispered.

There was a slight pang in each boys chest. But they understood what fallon needed right now was a friend.

"Absolutely love" rhea stood. Her hand not leaving fallons, damian walked forward and eased his arms under fallons neck, as well as her legs.

He picked her up bridal style and took her to the conjoining bathroom.

Finn and dom, as well as Gordon stayed outside.

Damian left as soon as he set her down.

Fallon slowly took off each article of clothing while rhea faced the wall. She turned the tap on and scolding hot water came spraying out.

Somehow, fallon found herself sitting in the floor of the shower with her head buried into her knees.

Rhea heard her cries over the sound of water hitting her back.

Rhea turned, grabbing the towel and turning off the tap, rhea helped the sluggish girl up and wrapped the towel around her body.

fallon cried, both out if shame and sadness of what happened in that club.

Rhea changed the girl before guiding her to bed and laying her down, rhea sat down on the bed, her back straight against the head board, fallon laid her head on rheas thighs. Rhea didn't care that her clothes were getting soaked dure to fallons wet hair. She just brushed fallons hair in a soothing manner.