The Love Assignment

Chapter 10

Two days to go for the date slash friendly meeting with Kyle to occur. Alex and Stacey both insisted that they would accompany me to the pub. But I was reluctant. I could easily push Stacey off my back, as Charlie was taking her out on the same day. I thanked my lucky stars when Stacey announced that she couldn't make it.

Apparently my friends thought that I would have a mental break down if I had to deal with another disaster date, if it turned out disastrous that is.

I was strong and I knew it. The fact that they counted me as weak made me even angrier. So whatever their reason, I had to do this alone and I desperately wanted to prove them wrong.

Alex was hard to let go. We argued for an hour or so but he seemed reluctant to let me go alone.

"Stop it Alex, stop judging me okay." I screamed at him.

"No one's judging here." Alex said between his teeth. It was clear both of us were completely angry with the other.

"This assignment was given to both of us. May be you hold a larger share in it, but I wont let your stupidity come in way for the success of this assignment. My job is to let you gather the entire needed information, to let you have a smooth conversation and that can be done only if I am there with you. I am not gonna let you jeopardize it." Alex continued.

I gritted my teeth, all the pent up anger and feelings from the day the whole assignment started, ready to burst out. I was so angry that if I had a knife now, or even a pen knife I swear I would have pushed it through Alex's throat. Hell I was ready to use my pencil if necessary. But who was I kidding, God knows I am not capable of such things and I wasn't ready to spoil the dress from Jeffreys that I was wearing. I paid so much for it, that I could not afford to have any red stains on it. I had watched enough CSI's and supernatural to know that killing was a messy stuff.

"I am tired, okay, tired of all this. Tired of you bossing me around. Tired of everyone setting me up on a date. Tired of everything. Do you know how it feels to be controlled on every move you make. To know that from my dress to my hair to my make up to the way I sit to what I speak, everything is controlled by you and I don't have a say in it. You say you understand men so well that you know what men like in a woman. But for God's sake can't you see that I am a fudging human being and that I too have some likes and dislikes. Understanding men is not the same as understanding women Alex. We are different. Your head sees only one side of all this, suppose if one of my dates was a success and the guy eventually falls in love with me, he wont truly love me Alex. He'll fall for the women that you've been trying to portray all along." I shouted at him. Every word came out like I was spitting fire out like a dragon.

Alex stared me, his mouth half open by my sudden outburst. His face twisted in more anger. I thought he would realize the whole conflict that was racing in my heart from the day people started pushing me around. But he didn't. He got up from his seat and strode fast towards the door to my room.

"You know what Vallerie, your one selfish bitch. You’re not seeing the fact that we are trying to help you." Alex said as he held the knob of my door tight, his oceanic blue eyes never leaving mine.

"I don't need your help." I said crossing my hands.

"Fine, next time you meet Sarah, be ready to tell her that I am no longer in it." Alex said turning the knob slowly glaring at me.

If he thought that, that would have scared me and have me begging for Alex to return to his seat, he was totally wrong.

"Don't let the door hurt you on your way out." I said still looking at him. My heart is beating so fast that I could feel my pulse from all the pounding of blood against the walls of my veins.