"I'll get them."
"Oh I don't know, I don't want him to find me and I don't want to hear about him." I swallow.
"I don't care, you still need to get your stuff. He can fuck himself for all I care, I'll give him a handful if he is there. Don't worry, I got you." Karlie hugs me sideways with her arm around my shoulders.
"I still can't believe you slapped him," I whisper, trying to find humour in it just to feel something.
"Well someone had to do it." She pipes up. "I wish I punched him but my hand came up fast. I should have dragged that bitch but frankly I don't think the poor girl knows this guy was gonna get married, let alone taken."
I wince as the scene resurfaces again in my mind. "Okay, the keys are in my bag, in the car..." I trail off then curse. "Shit, I need to get my car." I rub my temples.
"I'll drive you there and then you give me the key, you can go to work while I handle your things."
Honestly, I don't know if I will manage to even do anything at work. "Alright, but um..." I look at her briefly. "I'm not bothering you, am I? I'll find somewhere real quick, I won't be her-"
"Don't worry about it," she cuts me off. "Stay as long as you need, that's what friends are for anyway."
I smile a little, although I feel nothing at all. "We should go, I'm already late- again."
She chuckles. "Still same old Taylor." She stands up and pull me with her.
I look down, somehow the smile I bothered with vanishing away. "Yeah..."
Karlie noticed, and pursed her lips, before dragging me to the door and getting us to the lobby and to her car.
I was silent.
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"You want to catch lunch together?"
I look up from the glaring screen, and take off my glasses, blinking a few times before seeing who's at my office's door. Chris. "Oh I can't, I need to send this one today, and I still didn't even finish half of it." I smile sheepishly.
"Need help?" He offers, his loose blonde hair falling out of place and he pushes it back.
"No, I got it. Thanks though, enjoy your lunch."
"Catch you later, Swift."
I nod and he leaves at last, I breathe out and lean on my elbows and rub my face. It felt like centuries passed and it's only barely the afternoon. I seriously am considering taking a break, and before I can think my feet are already taking me out of my office and past the cubicles to the elevator in the hallway. What am I even going to say?
Hey sir, I just got cheated on and well my mind keeps getting distracted and I can't focus so I want a little holiday?
Yeah, that'll charm him.
I roll my eyes and shake my head. I walk out of the elevator, going straight to the personal assistant who I thought was Diane, but seems like it's a new blonde one.
"Hey." I force a small smile. She looks up from the computer, and returns the smile.
"Hi, how can I help you?"
YOU ARE READING
Begin Again
Fiksi PenggemarI've been spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break, and burn, and end...but on a Wednesday, in a café, I watched it begin again.