Everything I've ever wanted

Chapter 10: Levi

"Sir you've had 2 bottles of vodka and an entire bottle of whiskey already. I think it's time for you to stop."

Stop my foot. Every single time that day seeps into my memories, it makes me want to burn this world down and then kill myself by jumping into that fire.

Yet, I smirk and reply,
"And who are you to give me orders? I'm your boss, not the other way around."

"Sir" Alessandra pauses to take away my bottle of rum. "I'm not giving you any orders, I'm asking you to stop, please."
"And why that Alessandra?"
Her expressions soften, but there remained a hint of something dark, something unidentifiable.

"Because I care about you"
She walks towards me. "About your mental state" She takes away my glass. "About your health" she holds my hand.

Instantly I get up and back away from her.
My assistant cares about me, but why doesn't she?
"Refrain from touching me Alessandra."
Only she has the right to hold my hand, the right that she has been robbed of, because she doesn't deserve it.
Not after what she did that day.

"Sir" she sniffles.
Why's she crying?
"See Alessandra, you're young, beautiful, perfect. You do not have to worry about me."
I try consoling her with fake kindness.
She walks towards me and gets closer.
"But I can't"
I give her my handkerchief to wipe her tears.
All of this is a pathetic drama, probably for a raise, or a promotion.
But this clearly won't work.
It's annoying.
"You should." I answer as calmly and nicely as I can.
I couldn't care less about whether or not she cares about me.
The only person I want to care about me is her, no one else.
"I don't want you to care so much about me, you aren't he-"

"You can continue caring about him." A sharp, raging feminine voice interrupts.

This voice can only belong to her, she's here, she cares about me.
She's here, my amore, She's-
Angry
She's angry. Very angry.
But why?

And then I do the math.
Fuck. It took me a long time to gather what's going on
fuck alcohol.
"Quinn it's not-"
She shows me her hand, telling me to shut up.
She starts walking towards us and looks at Alessandra.

"You can keep worrying about him." She turns around to look me in the eye.
"Because from now on, I certainly won't."
She takes off her wedding ring and throws it at me.
"Lydia it's not what it looks like"
"I do not want to hear it Vititello"

"Miss Vititello please, wait." Alessandra approaches her.
"This wasn't-"
"Oh yeah?" She picks up a bottle from the table and-
BAM
"AAAARHGHHHH" Alessandra screams in pain as she smashes the bottle across Alessandra's head.
"This is exactly how it looks like." Lydia says,"A bottle, smashed on your head ."

"Quinn stop"
She doesn't. She keeps walking.
I quickly tie a handkerchief around Alessandra's head and pursue her.

"You reception staff"
"Yes sir"
"My office, Alessandra, hospital"
Those are the only words I say as I get to following her.

The elevator's engaged, meaning she went in it. I quickly take the stairs and start running down like a lunatic. I have to get to her before she walks out.

Because if I do not tell her the truth today, I will never get the chance to do it again in the future.
Why?
Because my revenge for that day has already been set into motion.

Author's Note:
Damn, last chapter was full of fun and frolic and this one renders the start of another chaos. *Smirks*

Thank you for reading, I hope you liked it.

With love,
Anusha <3