My driver | charlos

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Charles pov:

I stared in shock His voice, his voice...
I couldn't say anything, didn't even have the strength to move
I looked at the side of my head and where his fist was
There was blood on the side wall

Why didn't he hit me? Why did he hurt his hand but not me?
No matter how hard it was, I separated myself from the wall I knew that I broke him with my words
I took a few quick steps towards the door so that he might still be here

But the empty space of his car hit my head like a blow
I turned my head And noticed two cups of coffee on the table
One of them was written in large letters
" dickhead "A sad smile appeared on my face
He bought me coffee, and I broke him
I grabbed my hair And I cursed myself

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We reached the night of celebration
I tried to call him all yesterday But his phone was switched off.

And today? I did not see him anywhere He didn't even come to work , I did everything alone
If he didn't come to celebrate tonight, everything we had done would be destroyed
So I returned to my last hope and dialed his father's number

"Charles?" I hear his warm voice
"Hello sir, sorry if I disturbed you"

"no no, Is everything okay? Is there a problem with the party? "
"No, sir, everything is fine,
I just wanted to make sure that you will come to the party,
Carlos will accompany you, is he with you now, right? "
I lied, I just wanted to know Carlos is with him or not

"No, no, we will come by ourselves
Today, Carlos went to the company for some work "
He said
"it was related to charity, right?"
Like me, he lied to his father
" Yes, yes, so see you "
"me too "And I hung up the phone

I left everything to the new collection manager that Carlos and I had recently hired And I ran out of there

I should have found him before the guests came to the party
I entered the Ferrari building Silence and darkness took over the entire tower
I didn't think anyone was even left in the building Everyone left after finishing their work.

I wanted to go to the elevator and get myself to Carlos from that cold and dark environment

But a voice from the end of the corridor caught my attention
It was as if someone was banging things together I tried to ignore it, but the sound was getting louder every moment
I walked towards the corridor I looked at the rooms one by one
But I could not see anything
"Hello? someone there? "The sound stopped I went further The last room was a small storage room in the building A place I would never go near.
A place that was so small that even looking at it from a distance made me lose my breath.

But now, I just had to take a look I wanted to get back
But I was afraid that someone was hurt there, Someone like Carlos
With just thinking about that i ran to the basement room I opened the door and stood in the middle of the room

No one was there I was startled by the sound of the door closing behind me
It was like someone locked the door
I ran towards it and shouted loudly
"Carlos? carlos is that you?"

I turned back and looked at the room,
the walls of the room seemed to be moving towards me
"Carlos please If it's you , please open the door"
I shouted out loud
I could hear something being pulled behind the door then he ran away

The darkness of the room and the smallness had caused The space is suffocated and smaller than usual
I fisted my hands I could clearly feel the panic attack
My body was numb again

I took a few steps forward and leaned against the wall
My knees were locked and could not bear me
I tried to move my hands and take out my phone