The drive back was impossibly quiet. Like Sierra was too scared to make too quick of a movement. When she brings the car to a stop, she shifts to face me. Obviously plagued with something she wanted to say.
"It was probably best that Julia didn't show up." Her voice was low, caring. It made my face scrunch up, my chest grow tight. For some reason my mind felt like I was being insulted. I grow defensive shaking my head angrily.
"Why because then you wouldn't get what you want?" I snapped. Unsure of why. She gapes at me in shock. I shouldn't have done that. It felt terrible, I didn't get any satisfaction out of it. Immediately my happiness sitting in front of me crumbled into a neutral closed off woman. Sierra shut down on me and I cringe as she exits the car without uttering a word a second later. No smart retort. Nothing.
Aggressively, my head falls back against the headrest, groaning before I straighten up and get out of the car myself. She stood waiting for me only so she could lock the vehicle when the door shut. I start walking towards her as she turns around with only a blank expression and leaves the parking lot.
Scrambling to make up for my rudeness I start. "Sierra, I'm sorry I didn't mean it." I jog after her, trying to catch up as we walk through the empty halls to our office. She ignores me, keeping her head held high. "Please at least talk to-" I yelp as she finally turns around, I stumble into her before I stand straight again. Sierra stares down at me. She searches in my eyes before grabbing my hand and drags me to a hidden alcove. The grey walls giving a cold professional vibe.
She's eerily quiet. Staring at me with an unsettling calmness. It causes me to shift on the spot, wanting to curl up onto myself as the cogs turn in her head.
Finally, after what felt like years of torture she crashes her lips against mine, my body relaxes into hers my lips immediately responding. She presses me against the wall next to us, her body presses against mine, her hand on my ribs underneath my breasts. The action immediately causing my breathing to become shaky as my body craved more of her. Craving for her hand to go lower. Higher, even. I wanted her everywhere.
She pulled away looking down at me with a frown, "I've got what I want. I just want more." With that she walked away, pushing into our office. Leaving me on my own staring at the empty hallway. After a few seconds of trying to regain my composure I walked into the room.
When I reach my desk I notice my phone resting on the surface. Looking over to Sierra, she ignores me. I bite my lip and sit down in my desk ready to pretend nothing had happened as I open my desktop and do my job. Mr Blanchet, Louis, forwarding me with what he needs me to do. It was boring admin that would normally make me want to rip my hair from the roots, but today it was a good distraction.
The rest of the day goes by extremely slowly and by the time I reach my apartment it's dark. Street lamps illuminate my path and the golden light gave a small confort. Unlocking the door, when I push in Zack is sitting in the living space in front of me, on our burnt orange colored couch. I smile as I walk behind him and to the kitchen, placing my keys and my handbag onto the counter. Our open layout made it so the couch rested against the half cut wall where our counters are.
"You want a beer?" I turn to look at the back of his head before he turns around to look at me. He had left for work not long after we had returned, I had hoped he didn't notice anything and by his blaze attitude right now, I think I've gotten away with it too.
"I've got one, but thank you." He gives me a cheery smile as I close the fridge door behind me, rifling through a drawer to find a bottle opener. When my hand comes in contact with the cold metal, I pull it out and push the drawer shut. Moving over to the sofa I sit down next to my flatmate. As he turns to face me while I open the bottle, an unsettling feeling settles over me. The metal cap from my bottle getting tossed onto the coffee table eased the weird sensation. "Something happened today."
I furrow my eyebrows pretending not to know anything, "Oh no, what happened?"
He shakes his head in response, "Not with me, with you!" His smile is wide as panic settles on my face. I am an open book, I can't hide my emotions. It's not my fault that him and Sierra have their issues. I'm not in control of that, "When I woke up you had a horrible sour expression."
I shake my head at him and he stares at me unimpressed. "Nothing, I swear!"
"Eden." He scolds and I slump back taking a swig from the beer. "You can tell me." I stare at the tv in front of us, some random Netflix show on the screen.
I look back at him because in fact I cannot tell him the truth. "We went to visit another firm. It was Julia's." Telling half the truth would be fine. "My friends I left were there."
He nods, placing a hand on my knee, "I'm sorry, I'm sure that was difficult for you." I nod, pressing my lips together. If only he knew. "We're all here for you."
Giving him a smile, I put my free hand on top of his taking another sip from my beer. I wasn't lying but I am withholding information. That doesn't feel good.
"It'll be fine."
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Stay Peachy
Romance----- Sequel to Just Peachy ----- Even though Eden's whirlwind romance with famous lawyer, Julia Manuel, had become a nightmare; she still wanted to try her best to rebuild it. Although due to Julia's new surprise fiancée, Eden quickly realised she...
