Broken Trust

Chapter 26

1 Year Later

"Fuck!" I mutter to myself, trying to get my right shoe on practically leaping to the door.

"I am going to be late, ugh." I quickly slip on my blazer, grab my purse, my keys and walk out of my apartment door.

I walk out of the building to find the busy streets of New York, exactly what I love.

I whistle for a taxi when one drives up to me. I quickly open the door then hop in. I tell the driver where to go and he does so. Turns out, Taxi's ended up falling in love with me, I guess. Fortunate for me.

I am usually never late to work, so maybe this won't be that big of a deal, but it is still very stressful to me. I am very strict with being on time and with a lot of other things of course.

Hopefully my boss won't be mad at me. Maybe he won't. Well, he probably will be, knowing that I am his assistant.

I hope and pray to God, he won't punish me. I do not have time for that, he may find it funny, still, in all seriousness it is so not.

The driver makes it to my desirably destination. I quickly pay him and rush out of the taxi running into one of the many popular Music Industry buildings.

I smile at the thought of being able to work here. I walk/run to the elevator automatically pressing number 7.

I wait patiently trying to ignore the nauseous feeling, from going up 7 floors high.

I space out until I hear the ding and draw my steps out of the elevator making my way to my office.

I unlock one of my millions of keys. I set my purse onto a chair and take my phone out of it to set onto my desk.

I grab my planner out of my desk drawer then walk out of my office to head to my boss's office.

I say "Hi" and smile to a couple of familiar people on the floor. I knock on the door when I hear him say "Come in" I open the door to see John sitting at his desk looking at something on his computer.

"You're late." I nod, ignoring the weird tone he had when he said that.

"Yeah, sorry."

"No, you're fine. You will be the only assistant that I won't ever be mad at." he winks. I smile in response.

We go over the basics for the day of what to cover and what to do for singers and what to book. We communicate/go over things about singers and what next path to bring them towards.

Even though this wasn't the part of the industry I exactly didn't want to work in, I still excel at this job, I am very proud of what I do here and how I do it.

John and I have been a team for almost a year now, we have been doing very well at it also, I will say, we make a great partnership. A lot of people agree to that, which makes me feel more confident about my work.

I do like being his assistant because knowing that I am supposed to be his assistant and do things for him, instead, we do things together and are partners in everything. Work, Relationship, etc. We always somehow make everything work.

We do get in arguments sometimes, nevertheless, everything is perfectly fine. Everything is fine. Life couldn't be better. I cringe the thought out of me and get back to looking at papers. It's just, it feels like all he ever wants from me is sex, and nothing more.

Yeah, and ever since that night Alex walked out on me, I haven't heard a word from him, other than my mom saying that he has been visiting her. Which does make my heart warm to know that she isn't as alone anymore.