Potential Anatomy

Chapter 9

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Stop it Alannah! My Subconscious screamed at me as I bow my head. "I'm fine thank you." I whisper and with that I pull away from him and stand up. Handing him the blankets I smile and make my way to the bedroom.
"Goodnight..." I hear Mr.Hast murmur as I close the door to the bedroom. WHAT. THE. HELL. WAS. I. DOING! I was about to kiss Theodore. I was about to Kiss him. I must be ill I must be fucking out of my mind. Shaking my head I walk over to the bed and flop down. This is crazy. Im crazy I don't even like him like that... Do I ? I just need to sleep. I curl up in the blankets and sigh. Sleep... That's all I need...

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(Mr.Danny Hoyts POV)

The next morning
November 15 9:00 am.

"Get the papers down to Wells Fargo and make two copies of them." I said not looking up at the person who stands in front of me. She frowns and takes the waiting paper from my hand and walks off. I need a new Assistant. This one is waring my patience and my time.

My phone rings and quickly, not glancing from my papers, I pick it up "Hoyt." I speak sternly as the person on the other line pauses them takes a breath. "Mr.Hoyt its Jim from the functions. We spoke about partnering up on the national banking companies and I was wondering if-"

"The offer no longer stands. I am far to busy for a partnership and nor am I interested in partnering with you." Hanging up I shake my head and continue to work. I don't have time for people. My wife left me. Well more like she was taken from me. By that bitch of a girl Alannah something. She took my wife and then I got the divorce papers. Sighing I put my pen down, opening the bottom drawer of my desk I pull out a flask and start to drink. It's early but whenever I start thinking about how I lost my wife. It makes me drink.

My phone rings again and I answer it. "Hoyt." I snap as the person on the other line doesn't say anything. "Hello?" No answers.
What the hell..
"Mr.Hoyt. This is Theodore Hast." Mr.Hast says. Now I'm the silent one.

"Mr.Hast. What a surprise I wasn't expecting a call from you-"

"Please stop flattering yourself I'm not calling to hear about how much it's a honor to get a call from me. I'm calling to speak with you about a case. "

"A case?" I've never done business with him so how would we have a case?

"Yes. I'd like to schedule a meeting with you say Next week. "

"Yes of course."

"Good my people will get in touch with yours to schedule a appointment. Good day Mr.Hoyt. "

The phone goes dead and I frown. I have a meeting with Mr.Hoyt? I have a meeting with Mr.Hoyt!

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(Alannah POV)

Taking a deep breath I look at myself in the mirror. Tomorrow is Tylers birthday. The maid came back and is taking care of Miss Jacobs and I'm working the first Shift with Mr.Hast. I walk out of the bathroom and smile as Mr.Hast holds a cone in his hand that is now covered in ice cream, along with his hand, I giggle and walk over taking the cone and throwing it away. You would think a man with immense amount of money and power could work a Creamie machine but he is hopeless.

"Watch." I take a cone and pull the lever as the ice cream falls I push the cone up so the ice cream fills the cone. Slowly it forms and I push the lever back up and a perfect ice cream sits on the cone as I hand it to the customer Mr.Hast smirks at me.

"Youre so passionate about your job. And perfect."

I smirk and walk over to him. "Well Mr.Hast if you'd get it right the first time~"

"If I got it right the first time I wouldn't be able to watch you do this." He snickers as I scowl at him. He's teasing me. Why is he teasing me. Gah.

Rolling my eyes I turn away from him and go to the frozen stone table as I look at Avery who shrugged. Mr.Hast did well, after the few ice cream cones he made he sat down and watched me as I made the ice cream flowers. Dont pay attention to him.
Just keep working and don't pay attention to hi-

"Why don't you sell your art work?" He asked as I stopped. I don't need to explain myself. Slowly I continued without saying a word. I could feel his eyes on me.

"I mean they're beautiful art pieces. It would make you millions of dollars if you sold them all." He continued as he looked at the ground, "you wouldn't have to live in the dumpy house, you would be able to live a good life. Wouldn't have to work in this ice cream shop and-"

"Mr.Hast sir..." Avery cut in as his gaze went to her as she stared at me. "I think you should stop talking." She murmured as she put a napkin down and walked towards me. Mr.Hasts gaze went to me as I stood my hand clenched around the cutting tool, frozen in the air as I shook. My eyes shut as I swallowed hard and put the tool down and turned towards him.

I took a breathe and opened my eyes glaring at him. "I. Don't. Want. Wealth." I murmured as he went silent his mouth shutting and eyes going wide. "I don't want anything! I don't want you here. I don't want poverty I don't want to live!" Stop talking stop talking Alannah!
"You know what I really want? I want to lay in a corner and rot. I want every single painting to do the same thing! And I shouldn't have to explain myself. You've intruded in my personal life and space. You know more then Avery!" I snap as I step closer to him as he sits up straight.

"I don't need you in my life Mr.Hast. I simply gave you assess so you'd leave me the fuck alone! All you've done since you came into my life is Harass me! Not only about my work, but about my life, my house, my transportation, my beliefs everything! Stop being a fucking Brat! It's not all about you! There are other fucking people in this fucking world who don't get what you do. Who don't get spoon fed by the highest bidder! But you do. So shut up!"
Before I know it I'm out of the Creamie shop storming towards the mountain trail. I need to calm down. Calm down Alannah. My mind is in a billion places right now. I can hear the voice of Avery yelling after me. Mr.Hasts voice coming after hers. I don't care.
I keep walking then I'm running slowly their voices bleed out of the sounds. Then silence...

------------------------A few hours later--------

It's getting dark. I've walked off the trail and can't find my way back. There is nothing familiar and I know these woods like the back of my hand. These trails aren't supposed to be here. I'm lost... Cold...

I sit down and close my eyes as tears slip down my cheeks.

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*Flash back*

"TYLER!" I run through the forest looking around as I find the waterfall. "Tyler! Stop don't do this!" I scream as I see the figure sitting against the wall of the cave.
"Tyler please! I love you I don't want to loose you." I yell as I reach the figure. He doesn't move he just lays there his head against the wall and his eyes closed. He's pale and the pill bottle is empty. I'm too late. I stop as tears ooze down my face. Slowly I walk over to him and kneel hugging him and shaking. Ty... "Okay... Its okay. " I kiss his face as he lays motionless. "Everything is going to be okay. People are coming. Help is coming Ty. " I hold him tighter as tears fall down my face as I sob and shaking rocking back and fourth. Everything will be alright. Everything.... Isnt .. going to be all right... He's gone...

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