Heaven

two

two

Days passed since Rebecca's wedding and we all fell back into our regular routines. It's amazing how much of a high a wedding gives a person even when that person is mourning the idea of their own wedding could not happen. These last few days have taken a toll as I have gotten little to no sleep. My thoughts kept me up, tossing and turning throughout the night with dumbass scenarios of my fiancé leaving me for dead.

So I buried my self in work per usual.

Wilkes & Sons Industrial Co. was a simple but time consuming job especially being the CFO. My oldest brother Eric took our father's place as CEO five years prior to me starting my position. My older cousin, Ian, was the COO — in charge of all the operation aspects of the business whereas I was in charge of all things financial leaving Eric to oversee it all.

My father and his brothers moved into being apart of the board. Any legal or financial aspects of our business was only ran by family meaning that matter how hard an employee worked they could never be in any position of power here at Wilkes & Sons. It's been like that for a hundred years and it will stay that way.

I looked down at my phone, noticing a text message across my screen. I grabbed it to see it was Gabe texting me about a "guys night" at his place. We've been having a lot of those lately and I'm starting to suspect that he knows what's going on with Elise and I. Not saying Gabe isn't a good friend who loves to spend time with his friends but he respected that my time was either for work or Elise. Can't say I minded it though I hated being alone. I haven't been alone for ten years and now here I was in this small southern city alone, unsure, insecure, miserable. Sometimes I wish she would just break it off — sometimes I wish had the guts to break it off.

I typed my response in my phone letting Gabe know I'll be there when I get off of work. I first had to stop home to take a shower and change out of my clothes. I usually had extra clothes in my car but I had forgotten since I have been working out at the gym in my building.

My physique was my pride and joy as I worked out damn near everyday of the week. I ate clean and never really drank but given unforeseen circumstances I've been drinking more than I usually do. I honestly hate it — I always over do it and feel like shit after like after Rebecca's wedding. I woke up that next morning with a pounding headache and regret of essentially objectifying Gabe's best friend. I didn't see her the rest of the weekend which I thank God for as I knew I could not face her after jacking off to thoughts of us fucking each other senseless.

A shiver ran down my spine at the fantasy.

Refocusing my mind back to work I heard a knock at my door. I looked up and saw Eric walking in with a bag of food in his hand, drinks in another, "I got you some food because knowing you, you won't have lunch today."

He sat the food on the circular table at the corner of my office, " Sure wasn't planning on it. What you get?"

"Just some subs and lemonades. Food that'll fuel that big brain of yours." He started arranging our food as I got up to join him at the table.

"Thanks man I really appreciate it. My schedule is all out of whack."

"Because you have drowning yourself in work. You give me bullshit excuses but why won't you tell me what's really going on with you?"

Here we go with the same fucking questions, "Nothing Eric. I'm just doing my job and working as best as I can. You know how Dad is."

"You don't have to work long strenuous hours to keep Dad off your back. C'mon just tell me what's happening."

I hated keeping this from everyone especially my brother. He was always there when I needed him, my right hand man. When I was down he held me up, pushed me to be better, encouraging me to be the best man I could be. Eric knew me like the back of his hand so of course he sensed something was wrong.