Because Of You

Part 8(Just a friend?)

We didn't speak a word the whole way. Glancing at him, I could see that he was nervous. His hands were firmly on the steering wheel, he watched the road with a frown. Although he did not exceed the speed limit, I did not feel safe with him. I don't know what he's angry about, what words I've said he might be angry about:
- You will do the yard project in my company, - his voice was cold again.
- Can't I just send it to you? - I looked at him.
- You can't.
He didn't say anything more. It seems like he's hell-bent on just ruining my days at work. I sighed.
When we stopped at his company, the driver immediately came to the car and opened the door for me. I nodded to him and went straight to the office without promising to wait for him. Although as out of respect for the boss, I should.
The company was full of employees, everyone was always running somewhere and carrying things. Upon entering the staff room, everyone spoke over each other:
- Mr. Jimin is here, - Hana announced to everyone as she ran in. She had a lot of documents in her hands.
- I'll help you, - I took half of her and she headed towards the conference room, - what's going on here?
- Mr. Jimin ordered everything to be arranged in the meeting room, - upon entering the office, she placed the documents on the table, there was also another cabinet, - from now on, this is his office, - she took the documents again and took them to the cabinet.
- Why? - I frowned.
- I think he wants to watch us, even though he didn't need to for the last three years, - she shrugged her shoulders and took the documents from me as she approached.
- Hana, coffee, - Jimin entered the office, Hana nodded and closed the cabinet after placing the documents. After Hana left, he took off his jacket, his white shirt shone through a little and I couldn't help but look, - if you don't have much desk space, you can work here, - he looked at me and hung his jacket on the chair.
- Thanks, no, - I nodded in his direction and turned around and left the office.
If I didn't know him, I would say he changed the cabinet because of me. As Hana said, he didn't have to change his workplace for three years, and now when I show up, he suddenly changes. It's strange, but maybe just a coincidence.
I returned to my desk and hung my purse on the chair. The project documents were placed on the table, corrected:
- Hello Elena, - Olivia greeted as she passed by and went straight to Jimin's office, closing the door behind her. It looks like they are waiting for a personal interview.
I would be lying if I tried to convince myself that I am not jealous. Jealous of course, I just want to scream everything in his face, but I can't. I've been by Jimin's side since a long time, even when he had a girlfriend. Of course, I didn't walk with them like a dog's fifth leg, but he kept telling me everything. Then when she left him, I was there to look after him. Maybe a little too dramatic, but I watched it anyway. Many people said that he had a great girlfriend by his side, but he immediately denied it, introducing me as his sister. I sighed.
- If you keep looking like that, you'll burn a hole in the wall, - I flinched at Mila's voice very close to my ear.
- You idiot, - I laughed and hugged her after standing up, - you scared me.
- Of course, you were staring at the wall of Jimin's office like that, - she rolled her eyes and looked around, - he called her for some business, I didn't hear what, - she whispered.
- Mila, - I put a finger to my lips.
- I know, - she laughed, - shall we have lunch together?
- Of course, - I smiled at her. Olivia came out of Jimin's office.
- Mila, - she smiled approaching us, - do you know each other? - looked at me and then at Mila.
- We are best friends, - Mila nodded.
- I'm going to need your help, - she said, turning around and walking towards the exit.
- Strange woman, - Mila smiled at me, shaking her head and hurried after Olivia.
I gave her a biting smile.
I sat down at the table and returned to the project. I need to create a sketch that suits Mr. Jimin, maybe then I can work in the company where I got a job.

I drew all possible options for a good two hours. I do not promise to bring him one of each, because if he tears it or throws it away, I will lose all hope of painting. I stood up and was about to walk towards the office when my phone rang. After putting the leaves away, I pulled out my phone:
- I'm listening, - I put the phone to my ear.
- Eli, hello, - George's lilting voice surprised me again.
- Hello, - I smiled.
- I heard Jimin doesn't let you go, do you feel good working there? - something is definitely going on between them.
- It's okay, I... - I turned around and saw Jimin standing in the doorway, - "I'll work here until I finish the sketches, - I turned away from him and sat on the corner of my desk.
- Of course, fine, try to do everything as soon as possible.
- Of course, Mr. George, - I smiled and hung up.
I put my phone back in my purse and after taking the documents I turned to go to Jimin's office, but I bumped into a hard chest.
- I'm sorry, - I pulled back a little and looked at Jimin.
- Have you prepared the sketches? - I can't get used to his cold voice.
- I'm just bringing them to you, - I handed him the leaves. He turned and walked towards his office. As I understand wanting to follow him.
I sighed and lowered my hand with the papers and followed him. Stubborn.
- Sit next to me, - he pulled an empty chair next to his and looked at me.
- Okay, - I sat down next to him and handed him the papers. He examined one by one, the third paper he simply tore up and threw it in the trash. I sat and watched him while he crumpled the leaves he didn't like.
Out of five leaves, one is left.
- This is good, - he looked at me and took a pencil, I looked at the page, - it is good enough that I can correct it, - he crossed the pencil several times over the page, - these places are without light, so the soil here is poor for flowers.
- These flowers do not require much light, they need shade, - I pointed with my finger and took the pencil from him, - creeper flowers are easily available and will not require much maintenance, - I showed him the place where I planted them on the sheet, - the trees they wanted to remove are very old, but the are goodi, that's why I left them nicely arranged and added a lot of seedlings, - I traced them again with a pencil on the sheet.
- Okay, - he sighed, - it needs to be redrawn, - he looked up from the page, - Hana! - screamed throughout the office and she ran into the office a few seconds later.
- Yes Mr. Jimin, - she smirked.
- Give it to Trevor, - Jimin handed my sheet to Hana, - let him redraw it on the computer and send it to the clients, - Hana nodded after listening to him and left the office.
- My work here is done, - I put the pencil to my lips and looked at him.
- No, - he looked at me, his eyes skimming my face somewhere below my eyes.
- How to understand? - I frowned and straightened up, - I should have been here while I drew and prepared everything for the client, but I've already done everything, - I shrugged my shoulders and bent over and put his pencil on the table.
- You will be here until they agree with your design, - he smiled. It didn't seem sincere.
- Why?
- Because I said so, - he looked at me, leaning back in his chair, one hand on the chair and the other on the table.
- Excuse me Mr. Jimin, - I smiled and stood up, - but my boss is Mr. George, and he told me to come back as soon as I'm done, - I slid my chair back into place and looked at Jimin, who was following my steps.
- And I say you'll stay here until I decide otherwise, - he sighed.
- What right do you have to explain to me? - I leaned my hand on the table and looked at him, slightly leaning towards him.
- I'm like him, - he stood up and I stretched, - I'm your boss, - Jimin pushed his chair to the table and walked around the table to me, a little too close. - just like him, I can explain to you, - he came a step closer, looking directly into my eyes, my legs pressed against the table and I had nowhere to disappear, but to stand firmly on my feet, - just like him, I can fire you, - he smiled, his hot breath hit my face. I smelled mint and some other smell coming from him.
- Then fire me, - I looked at him firmly, no matter how much I wanted to just kiss him now, - release me from you, - I smiled at him mockingly.
He laughed and backed away a bit. I let out a muffled sigh, my heart beating like crazy.
- You are completely different from what I remember, - he nodded, - and completely different from the girls I know, - amazingly, he has endless girls here too. I rolled my eyes.
- I will wait for an answer this day, - I backed away from the table and approached him, the way he had approached me. Maybe even closer, our faces were very close to each other, - and then I will just disappear from your life as you disappeared from mine, - I briefly looked at his lips and after looking into his eyes for the last time, I left the office.
What am I thinking by simply suggesting that he can just fire me? Although, to be honest, it might be the best way to get rid of him. Now we're more like exes than friends lately. I wouldn't even say that I feel too new to meet my friend, he has always been more than a friend to me. But he. What's wrong with him? Since when is he so close to me? And those looks? Maybe it's just me, but his closeness and semi-flirting with me completely freaks me out.
I sat down at my desk.
I don't understand his actions at all. A few seconds ago he was as close to me as he had ever been. So close to me that every cell in my body was just crying out for him. My heart is still beating like crazy. No matter how strong I may appear on the outside, my insides betray me.
I shook my head.
Enough.
Enough to think about him. I don't need it, I don't want it. I can't go back to my previous feelings for him. I have to be mad at him. I have to be angry about the way he treated me. All his excuses will not change the truth. We are no longer friends, we are just two very old acquaintances.
- Elena, -a male voice behind me snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned around and to my surprise it was Mr. George.
- Mr. George, - I stood up and smiled at him.
- Just George, - he laughed, - how's the project going? - he looked around.
- I think everything will be fine, - I nodded, - we are waiting for an answer to the sketch I prepared.
- Great great, - he smiled. His gaze wandered around the hall.
- Jimin's office, - I waved my hand towards the conference room.
- I didn't make an agreement with him, - he smiled, - I just came...
- George, - Jimin interrupted him after leaving the office, - were we supposed to meet today? - they shook each other's hands. Jimin was cold again. He looked at George with a frowning and was not at all pleased with his visit.
- No, - George laughed, - I missed my employee, - he looked at me and smiled.
- I have to get answers, - I smiled back at him.
- I think there is no need to wait here, - George looked at Jimin, - this project has started, so we can move on to others..
- This project is important, you know that, - Jimin interrupted.
- I'm not saying he's unimportant...
- She has to wait here, - Jimin cut him off again, both looking at each other. Jimin's gaze was unfamiliar to me, as if he was trying to prove something with eye contact.
- Then have lunch with me, -George turned to me.
- She..
- Sorry guys, but I made a deal, - I smiled at both of them. Jimin looked at me after my words. Frowning. George's eyebrows rose.
- Then tomorrow, we need to discuss a few things about work, - he came closer and put his hand on my waist, looking at me he smiled.
- Of course, - I nodded, - I will apologize now, - I nodded to them and took my handbag and left the hall.
The strange atmosphere in the air made my body tense. There is definitely something going on between them and they are not like partners, more like enemies. And here I am, I haven't been here for a week and I've already managed to get between the two of them...