Sunit Embrace

Chapter 14: Julia Hayes

My eyes widen, I swallow my throat. I turn around, walking leaving a distance between my coworker.
"I saw, heard every single thing. Julia" She spoke, titling her head, giving a threatening smirk. I couldn't shake off the feeling, but stare at her hoping she's joking. But she wasn't. She never did. Why would she even joke of that?. It's not a joke I know so. "Speechless?, hm, I believe telling your manager, will leave her in disbelief just the same way you are right now" She crossed her arm, around her chest.

"What do you want, Sophie?" I mutter out, did she purposely listen in?!, just to let me down like this..I shouldn't think like that, right?-

"I want you away, from Mr Ethan. He's mine and always will be. This thought shouldn't cross your mind that he'll ever want you" She paused, I was stunned those words went through me like a bullet.
Disappointing I ain't bulletproof.

"I never thought of that. He doesn't like me, Sophie. But despises me, hates me, and just teases me as a joke?..to play me" l mumble out loud. Shifting my eyes away from our eye contact.

"You're right, about one thing honey." She spoke, pausing, walking towards me, standing next to me but she was the opposite of me. She leaned closer to my ear, whispering. "He wouldn't come across anything, about liking you, but playing your feelings" She mumbled, smirking. "like a little doll, a puppy" she uttered those last words. That left me like a rock.

She leaned, back waving at me then walking past me.
I wasn't even surprised, everyone here was selfish, self absorbed, jealous, rude and unmanaged. They couldn't even learn manners. But Sophie's last words. Didn't change no difference. I knew I was a game. I stood there like a rock. My face darkened, I would tear, wish someone would give me a long hug. I could bury/stuff my face in their chest and cry..like a lost child.

Before my eyes could form tears, to stream down my face. I stop them. Wiping them away. Oh coming to the thought of "Boys should ruin your lipstick, not mascara" seemed the opposite in my situation. Why'd I even think of that?!, I'm his employe, his enemy, a stranger to him. And I'll make sure it stays like that...

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I was getting ready, for a beachy photo shoot. Before the door barged open. I close my eyes shut fast and hard. I clear my throat.

"Where the fuck is, Ms Julia" He uttered out a shout.
Everyone moved from in-front me of, my hairstylist, my makeup stylist and my manager. I wished they could've stayed in-front of me, covering me from a monster, who's welling to eat me alive.

"Julia, to my office right now. Right this second" Ethan, spoke annoyed, angrily, storming away from the photoshoot room. To his office.

I sigh, desperately. "This guy" I mutter to myself. They smile at me, signalling me to get to him quick.

I get up, praying to myself, I wouldn't get stabbed by 8 knifes in my chest. I walk slowly to his office, my thoughts creeping to me, I see Sophie looking at me, nodding, smirking. I shift my eyes away, swallowing my breath. I made it to the office, double doored office, I knock on the door.

Before I could walk in, I feel a hand grab on my wrist pulling me in, as I shut my eyes, squeezing them, I feel myself get thrown to a wall pinned.

"Why don't you answer your phone?!" He asked, angry?, why. "You filthy whore." He uttered in his breath. I was wearing a tube top, and a skirt a short skirt. I was only wearing my underwear, under it. And a sporty cap, as my hair tied in a slik ponytail, middled, I hear him mutter under his breath. My eyes widen at him. "What's wrong with you?! Doesn't matter if I answer you or not, just leave me alone?!, I'm your damn employe, not your damn game" I shout at him?!, as he covers my mouth. I push his hand away.

"Leave me alone?!, please" I beg, I couldn't believe tears, forming in my eyes..they start streaming down. Before I could say or do anything.

Ethan bashed his lips against mine, my eyes widen, then squeeze shut. The kiss felt good, on mine, his lips, against mine. Before I knew it, his tongue was on mine, it seemed to have intertwined, now...I could taste him, I hated this, but loved this. I wanted to die, it felt good, to whimper for. I feel his hands lift to my thighs, holding them tightly, gripping on them..Then slowly builds his hand on the front of my panties. As he lets me go, to take my breath. My eyes widen. I was out of breath already. Staring at him, I inhale and exhale, and I'm still shocked.

I push him away, "I hate you, I hate you so much" I shout, out of breath, tears forming and streaming down, by now those tears would make a full bottle of tears. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" I shout before turning, walking. I wouldn't say exactly walking, but running at a form of speed. I could sense the disbelief/shocked expression on his face?, he seemed shocked, I had never ever lashed at someone like this. Meaning every word, but I didn't care.

I walk out, thanking him, for ruining my damn makeup. I run to the washroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, hoping one day, this world would accept me but not play me for a while, then get bored. A tear streams down, as I'm staring down, not daring to look at myself.

"I hate you, so much Ethan Carter, if, they'd give me the damn option, to pick between saving you or letting the world burn...I'd let the world burn down into pieces." I mumble with tears, not regretting my words.