For the last couple of days, Mr Hennington has been working me like a slave. Sometimes for very irrelevant things. For example, when we left a meeting, he asked me to go get the numbers of all the clients that left already. Or like yesterday when he made me reorganize his very extensive bookshelf.
I'm currently sitting at my desk going through the file that Mr. Hennington keeps adding to. God what is wrong with this man! Sometimes I feel like he acts like a child. As my mind comes up with many insults, I hear the door open and the devil himself walked through the door.
Mr Hennington comes up to my desk and sets, let me rephrase, tosses a bouquet of roses on my desk! I look at the roses, at him, then at the roses again.
" Who are these from" I ask very curiously and slightly annoyed.
I can see Chris's (yes I call him Chris in my head, not out loud though) jaw clench as he begins to speak
" The roses came from Jake, Jake Foster. May I ask why my assistant is receiving flowers from the company's top competition? " He says, raising his voice.
I flinch at his tone and I see his face soften. He sighs and stares at me.
" I-I don' t know..I gave him my number and-"
" YOU GAVE HIM YOUR NUMBER!" He shouts at me. I flinch again but this time he still glares at me.
"Yes but I thought nothing of it. He- we're friends and we-" I try to finish my sentence but he slams the door on his way out.
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Jasmine and I chase each other around our apartment with pillows and have a good sleepover. We are celebrating one of our last sleepovers for a while because Jasmine is leaving to go to Rome because she got a job as one of the characters in this play she always wanted to be in. Don't ask me which one, i'm not really a play person.
"Okay Alex I'm done, I'm so out of breath!" Jasmine exclaims and plops on the couch. I giggle and sit next to her and start to tear up.
"I can't believe your leaving me! I'm going to miss you so freaking much!" I put my arm around her neck and give her a tight hug.
Jasmine giggled and hits me lightly on the head with the pillow.
"I know Alex, I'm gonna miss you too." She walks to her room with me shortly after. I help her grab her bags and pack the car for her midnight flight. I'm going to miss Jasmine so much. She is like a sister to me. Ever since my grandmother died, her family took me in like their own and God, how I'm grateful.
As me and Jasmine made our last meal together, I here my phone ring letting me know that I have a message.
From: Jake (I changed it to Jake)
Hey babe, wanna get drinks tonight?
From: Alex
I'm sorry, I can't. My best friend is leaving tonight and I'm spending it with her.
It didn't take long for my phone to vibrate with another message.
From: Jake
It's okay. Maybe next time.
I smile and walk to my room to toss my phone on the bed. I don't need anymore distractions from my best friend.
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I help Jasmine with all of her luggage and hug her for what seems like the hundredth time. I couldn't help the tears that kept on falling.
"Alex, it'll be okay. We'll Facetime all the time " I smile and watch her walk on the plane. I watched as the last person I called family left. I turn to go back home when my phone vibrates. It's Mr. Hennington. I sigh and answer:
"Hello sir"
"Hello Ms. Mitch. I know it is very late but...do you think you can come to my home and help with the Serbs case. You're the only one who knows the files more than I do. Do you think you can make it over here?" I stare down at my over sized sweater and leggings and contemplate.
"Yes sir"
As promised a new chapter this Thursday!😇☺️
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The cliche Assistant (BWWM)(on hold)
Romance"I love you baby" Chris says as he wraps his arm around my waist "I love you too bubblebutt" Chris groaned and nuzzled his face in my neck Meet 23 year old Alexandrea Mitch; 5'6 independent women. She's been through it all. She has no family except...
