Always

Chapter 33

LISSA

     Madrid looked over at me with a death glare as I exited the elevator. I gave him a confused look. I made my way to the big closed off offices to my own spacious office.  Before I can make it to my door Madrid grabs my arm hard and pulls me into the private bathroom that belongs to Mr. L-David.

     "Hey what is your problem?" I ask kind of irritated.

     "I have been thinking too much and I realize that you have no right." he states angrily.

     "No right to what?"

     "To pushing me around like this. You act like we just had a good fuck, but it was so much more than that! I love you. I have since you came and unpacked all your stuff into the cubicle right next to mine and I didn't know how to tell you or how to break off things with my girlfriend. I would find myself comparing you to her and everything about her that I liked was nothing compared to you. You may act like a stone emotionless bitch, but Lissa you are a lot more than you put out. And I thought that maybe, just maybe you would pick me over anyone else. But I guess I was wrong, and I don't want to be wrong, so make this right." I stood there perplexed not knowing what to say. I have always been clueless about these kind of things: Love, relationships, all that shit. But with Niall I didn't have to act clueless, it just worked, sort of. Now I was comparing just like Madrid did.

     "I-ok I've already had quite the full day of surprises and drama and this whole thing is not making anything better." And there you have it, the exact way how not to respond to a person that just confessed their undying love for you. Boy, am I clever. I wanted to cringe at my selfish response, and I slightly did.

     Madrid couldn't speak his eyes got shiny and he covered his face with both hands.

     "So you're saying none of what I just said mattered to you at all?" He looked ready to cry.

     "Um, no I mean you are a great friend and I have enjoyed working with you." I sigh and decide to just tell him straight up. "Look we had sex because I couldn't make up a lie that I had slept with someone else. I just used you to end a relationship between a guy and me."

     Madrid let a tear slip. "And did my services prove useful?" He asks bitterly.

     "I feel so awful. I'm so sorry I should have never done this to you"

     "Did it work?" He pressed getting even more angry.

     "I mean yeah... for a few hours." I murmur guiltily. He punches the mirror behind my head and shatters it. I gasp and look to my right at his bleeding fist. He just almost punched me. That mirror could've been my face. I run out of the bathroom terrified of what he might do next. I run back to my office and lock the door behind me. David comes to my glass door and knocks on it questioning why I just ran out of his bathroom. I slowly get up and unlock the door for him. When he has fully entered I close the door and lower the blinds. He then advances towards me and before I can think he has smashed his lips to mine. I resist and push him off me.

     "What the hell?" I yell at him and slap him on the face.

     "Well you closed the blinds and sorry I just was very um, needy this morning. I apologize I just thought that after I gave you this job... Ok I'm a complete idiot and I have had too many drinks. I'm uh I had a really rough night and this is completely unprofessional. I'm so sorry I didn't hire you for your body. I mean its certainly a nice one. I mean I promoted you for your skills, work ethnicity, I mean ethic, and- I'm drunk. I don't think I even buttoned this tie right." I then proceeded to button his shirt right and forgave the mistake kiss.

     "Will you just keep me away form Madrid and get the janitors to clean up your private bathroom?" I asked after he was more sobered up. He took out a flask and nodded. I slowly took the flask away and he called maintenance to clean up the mirror shards. He asked how that had happened and I told him Madrid and he then called security and suspended him from work for a week. I felt better and guilty at the same time. I made David a cup of coffee and prepped some papers and statistics for a meeting he had with advisors in two hours. Hopefully he had enough coffee to wake himself up from the big amount of alcohol he had.

     "Thank you for kind of saving me today." I tell him as I pack up for the day.

     "Hm, no thank you. You saved me from going to a meeting drunk off my ass and possibly saved me my job, even though I'm the boss. Well I still have a lot of alcohol in my system. And just to clear things up I don't like you like that. I am not as perverted and well... such a guy as I may seem. I can actually be... nice." I laughed and waved goodbye I pressed the elevator button for the lobby and to my car. When I got to the parking lot and to my car, Niall was resting by it. I stopped in my tracks. I looked over at him and saw dried tears on his face. I walked closer to him and hugged him.

     "I'm sorry that I left you there without comforting you and just left you there to cry." He nods and we hug and we both get into our cars and I follow Niall, not sure where we are going. I realize we are taking the same route the taxi took that night we went clubbing and Niall told me he liked me. It brought back memories that I didn't realize were happy ones. He pulled up to his flat and I parked alongside him. We walked in to his flat and I was amazed to find how simple, but colorful every room was.

     Immediately entering the flat, there was a moderately sized kitchen with high end appliances connected to a small dining room with low hanging lights and a glass table with vibrant blue  walls. The TV room had brightly colored walls with a flat screen and black furniture. we sat down on one of the plush couches and just stared at each other for awhile right into each others' eyes. Then we kissed, lips meeting and moving in sync. This kiss was filled with sorrow and lots of emotion, and I wished that it would tell him everything he needed to know. I was trying to stall for a time so that I could prepare myself for telling him a bit about my past without crying or losing it.

     "We will have to talk at some point I guess. You told me something that was probably so impossible to say out loud, but you told me anyway. And now I owe you an explanation to some of my overall difference to most people." I sigh as I prepare myself to talk to another soul, the first soul, about my impossible problems of the past. "When I left my hometown up north, I left my mother practically lifeless in a coma to get away from my dad." I say quickly.

     "Wait, what?"