"So let me get this straight. Your apartment was very clearly broken into and instead of being a normal human and calling the cops, you decided to investigate yourself."
"Yea."
"Okay and then you see your almost boyfriend and his bestie whom you barely know might I add and once again choose not to call the cops but to question them yourself"
" We've quickly moved into probably stalker territory now"
"Even worse. But you still bow down and go with them"
" In my defense I didn't really have a choice. He said he was taking me one way or another and I decided to just make things easier on everyone. I just wanted to sleep in all honesty." Celine continues to run down last night's events as if what I said is that unbelievable. We've been stuck in this cycle since I walked in this morning. This time I chose to tune her out. I should've known once she saw me stepping out of his car that I was never living this down. She probably thinks I've officially lost it. Maybe I have. The more I think about last night the more I start to think there is something more going on here. Number 1 being that all the items lying around worth a good chunk of change weren't touched. 2 being all the looks of concern I got from them. Okay maybe i've just read one too many mafia books. Or just listened to Celine rant about her mystery books too much. Yea that sounds better. I'll blame her.
Mhm I should've gotten a bagel this morning.
"So are you going to sleep with him?" I nearly choked on my drink. Because of course that is when my brain decides it's time to come out of lala land. "Excuse me. Why would I do that?"
"Because you like him and would clearly like to do so." I turn to glare at her. Since I'm currently dying from the hot chocolate in my lungs I can't curse her out.
"Don't give me that look. God one night with your boyfriend and you pick up his bad glaring habit." I pick up a stack of sticky notes and throw them at her. Thankfully the store is only filled with regulars, so when she screams over dramatically they don't bat an eye.
"Look, you know you're at least sexually attracted to him. If this was me you'd tell me to do it without a second thought"
She's got me there. But it's easier to tell other people what to do than to take your own advice. Plus the last time I listened to myself it ended with my current dry streak. In fact I can't remember the last time I've purposefully flirted with a guy let alone gone on a date.
" First off I tell you that because I know you'll never listen. Even tho you really should've fucked that guy from last month."
"PERSEPHONE."
"Look no matter what he does I know he only wants to hook up. And right now I don't want that. I want- No, I need someone that's willing to treat me how all these men we read about do."
" Dude you are so stupid if you think he hasn't already been doing that. He literally has two grown ass men sitting in here all day watching you. And I bet he'll be picking you up himself later."
I hate that she's right. I honestly thought it was a joke when I overheard him telling Nick that they needed to get security for me. The joke was solidified when he texted saying my new guards were going to walk in soon. What do I look like? A princess. I can fend for myself. Who's really about to attack me in a damn bookstore. This is too much. Why is he doing so much for me? It's weird. All we've ever really done is quarrel with each other and now he welcomes me into his home. Thankfully it was just for the night. My super said the door should be fixed tomorrow. I'll go back with him tonight to get my stuff then uber to a hotel.
"How about we focus on the fact that he seriously sent security for me over a simple break in. Makes you wonder what he does for a living."
" Well did he say where he'd be today when he dropped you off?"
" He said at the office. Like just the office and when I asked what he did at said office he just kept driving "
"wow"
"Exactly. CRAZY." Celine just laughs and tells me to get back to work.
The last customer leaves and we begin cleaning up. Lucky for us nobody left too big of a mess today. As we're finishing up I notice the two guys sent to watch me start to head to the door. It's shocking to see since they didn't move an inch all day. Almost thought they were dead at one point till we bought them some food, feeling bad they had to waste their time like this. Looking out the windows I see Rocky standing there looking attractive as hell in his all black suit. You'd think he just came from a funeral dressed like that.Watching them all talk is so weird, like I'm watching a drug deal or something. He definitely does not just work at an office. God Persephone. Don't tell me you got yourself attached to some dealer. YOU HAD ONE JOB. Of course this is the one time Celine isn't paying attention. Then as if by magic he turns to me and our eyes lock. Damn he caught me staring. I'll just deny everything and say that I was staring into the dark abyss we call night. Okay that was dramatic. He nods his head signaling that he wants me to leave. Gathering my things I say my goodbyes to Celine.
"Remember what I said. Take your own advice. Get out of your head for once. You never know what this could lead to."
"I'll think about it."I look back at Rocky, maybe she's right.
"Oh and are we still doing our book club tomorrow night since the store will be closed?"
" Yea my apartment should be fixed so I can still do my night."
Heading to his car I see him holding the door open. Once he starts driving I decide to tell him I won't be staying the night.
" So look, my door will be fixed tomorrow morning so I'll just grab my stuff and head to a hotel for the night." I quickly saw that it was a huge mistake. He abruptly pulls the car over turns to me and just says "No"
What the hell.
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For What Its Worth...Lust
RomanceMafia/Enemies to lovers How does a deal go so wrong that you end up bleeding and hit in the head with a broom? What else could possibly go wrong? Judgement welcome Soon to be self published?