𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ☏︎

𝟎𝟑 | 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄

(Edited)

𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐞𝐡 ☁︎

My body aches like hell.

Or maybe it's my heart. I can't tell anymore.

Yawning, I stand up from the wall where I cried myself to sleep. I walk over to the bathroom mirror.

Damn, I look like a mess. Dried up mascara on my cheeks, eye crust, I turn on the shower and get ready to go to Kristie's place to stay there for a while.

...

"Hey, Vee!" Kristie smiles, opening the door for me. "Come inside." She moves to the side and lets me in.

"Thank you, really. I just wanted to get away for a while," I say, setting my cream luggage onto the ground. She takes my slim hands and looks at me with loving eyes.

"Anytime." she smiles, I grin at her. "Let's have some ice cream and binge-watch Little Women," she continues, dragging me to the living-room.

Kristie is a single mother, she's 21 and she has a 4 year old who's currently asleep. His name is Dion, and they share beautiful brown eyes.

"How's Dion?" I ask, looking around for him. "Is he sleeping?" She nods her head, focused on getting Netflix up on the projector.

I see a notification pop up on her phone. It's an unsaved number, and the message says 'Have you done it yet?'

That's strange.

I brush it off, and lay back as we both start to eat the caramel ice cream.

...The next day comes.

I'm up at 7 a.m., getting myself ready for my first shift at DTech Studios. I still can't believe I got the assistant position!

I throw on my beige blazer, which matches with my beige pants. I'm wearing a white blouse under and some hoop earrings. I tie my braids back into a high ponytail and I get my cream handbag. I'm all ready.

I say bye to Kristie, and I hop inside of my white car, heading for my destination.

...

The receptionist gave me the directions to the CEO's office. I'm currently standing outside of the white door. I make sure that I look good.

Edges? Check.

Makeup? Check.

Braids? Check.

Clothes? Check.

Inhaling deeply, I knock on the office door.

"Come in," a deep voice calls from inside. I open the door, and my boss is-

"Damien?" I let out. I clap my hands over mouth. His brows jump with surprise. He didn't know I was the new assistant. He quickly wipes the shock off his face and straightens out.

Standing up from his chair, his tall frame walks over to me.

"Congratulations on the position. You will address me as Sir, or Mr Anderson." He keeps it professional, holding out a hand for me to shake. I just stare at it.

I snap back to reality and shake his hand. "Hi Mr Anderson, I'm Nevaeh Ade-"

He cuts me off, saying "I think I know your name already," turning around and sitting back down in his seat. "And I don't appreciate the way you tried to hug me a few days ago."

A wave of embarrassment washes over me and my cheeks heat up on remembering that event.

He really didn't have to bring that up.