Accidentally In Love

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

We had gone a couple of blocks before I noticed Christian looking over at me, I had my forehead resting against the window, probably looking like the most pathetic person in the world. I couldn't make myself meet his gaze, I felt like I couldn't do anything except stare out of the window.

"Are you okay?" His voice was soft in concern, but even then I could still imagine the mockery within it. If this had happened while I was still in high school, I think I would have been less humiliated if I had gone to school naked.

"Fine." Was my simple reply. I didn't know if I could trust my voice not to waver, I felt like crying, not necessarily in sadness but more out of frustration.

How could my Father do something like this to me? I understood him cutting me off from my trust fund, but the money I had actually saved up and earned through hard work, that wasn't his and he had no right, none whatsoever to lay claim on. I couldn't even understand why he would do something like this, he had fired me so I no longer had an income, I no longer had my trust fund, my savings were the only money I have and he took that too, was he trying to completely ruin me, run me into the ground? Even if he did and I came begging back, he wouldn't take me back, he was the one that kicked me out in the first place and I had accepted that, now all he was trying to do was push the knife even further in.

"You know, if you wanted-"

"Just shut up Christian." I interrupted. At the corner of my eye I saw him look over at me briefly before turning his eyes back to the road, I was in no mood for conversation, especially with him even after he had essentially bailed me out.

Asking Christian for help was certainly one thing I never ever wanted to do again. Ever.

When he pulled up at my apartment building, the first thing I noticed was the big orange removal van, honestly it was hard to miss, I didn't pay it much attention or the removal men that were packing it up, all it really meant for me was that someone I didn't really know was moving out and yet another stranger was going to eventually move in. In the scheme of things, it mattered very little.

I climbed out of the car, without even another word to Christian, I just couldn't do it, I couldn't pretend to be civil anymore today, not now. It wasn't until I was entering the building that I realised Christian had also climbed out of his car and was now following me through the doors.

Couldn't he take a hint and just leave me alone.

I decided to ignore him, if he wanted to follow and do whatever it was he was trying to do, then I would let him, I would just pay no part in it. The elevator took its time coming down, and when it did some more removal men were carrying some boxes, we let them pass before entering into the enclosed space ourselves.

When we reached my floor, I became instantly suspicious. There were more men carrying boxes waiting for the elevator to take them down to the foyer. This was only a small apartment building, with only three apartments on my level. Neither of my neighbours had mentioned moving out, and even though I wasn't best friends with either of them I had thought we would have been close enough for them to mention moving out.

It was when we approached the door to my apartment that my suspicious were realised.

The door was wide open and inside I could see several other people moving around the now bare room of my living area. Why was my stuff being moved out?

"Umm... what are you doing?" I practically growled as I entered the room. Only a couple of people actually looked up and noticed me, but they quickly turned back to their work, which seemed to be packing up the last remaining boxes and any rubbish the removal people had left behind.