Breaking The Fighter || Slow Updates

•Unforgettable Endings•

Annalise

    It's moments like this where you wonder why you are even alive. Especially when you are very close to getting sexually harassed by your forty year old boss.

   Yes you've read that correctly. My boss had sexually harassed me in the cleaning supply room in the back of the small restaurant that he owned. If it weren't for the fact that my older brother had taught me to defend myself, then I would've been in a cow turd size of trouble. I recalled the memory from ten minutes ago.

   "Annalise, can you come back here to the supply closet? I'm having trouble finding the extra dish soap," Gerald hollered over to me.

   "Sure just a second," I instantly responded back to him while I stuffed my tip money into my apron pocket. It was just after closing so there was only Gerald and I in Donna's which was Gerald's diner.

   I made long strides towards the back of Donna's. Gearld was leaning in the doorway of the supply closet with a small grin on his face. Why did it seem like that he was trying to be seductive? I maneuvered into the small and compact closet for the dish soap. It sat on the ground next to the bleach and grill cleaner, giving me the only option to bend down and retrieve the item.

   As I swiftly bent down, I felt a crusty and wrinkly hand squeeze my ass firmly. My eyes widened and I had completely turned into panic mode. In reflex, I quickly turned around and back handed the hell out of my boss for the malicious act he had just pulled. Unfortunately for him, I had back handed him with the hand that had about six pointed rings being worn on all fingers. He staggered back with a flabbergasted expression clearly portrayed across his now red face. In my eyes, I had only seen red and nothing lighter than the shade of crimson red blood.

  "How dare you assault a woman like that! That is the most filthiest and most trashy thing that has happened to me while working here," I scolded him while pointing a finger at him. "What the hell is wrong with you? You disgust me Mr. Gerald so I formally yell that I quit from ever working with a wretched man like you ever again," I screamed to a exasperated Gerald. Sexual assault was something I never took lightly for anyone especially myself.

   My feet slammed against the hard tile to my car while my eyes watered from several memories and the way Gerald's crusty old hand grasped hold of my ass. It had made me feel dirty and used like an old toy that has been thrown around all day. I longed for multiple showers to be taken on all the areas he had touched since it burned from the uncomfortableness it had left. It was pouring cats and dogs outside once yanked open one of the entrance doors.

   The rain pelted away at my skin like little tiny bullets as I sprinted like Usain Bolt to my Honda Civic. Once I situated myself into my car, I started to bawl about the recent events and some parts of my past. The vivid and unforgettable memories were seared into my head. It was a constant reminder of why I should come back stronger yet, how can I when I continuously cry?

   Looks like I need a new job.

   A week later

   "He did what," my older brother yelled through my phone speaker. His gruff and vicious voice made me shake even though I should be immune to his nonsense.

   "Gerald did what I told you Cade," I responded some what calmly to him. I was getting ready for my new job that I had applied to while I decided to call Cade about what had happened recently. He had basically been my parent since I was alive.

   "I'm going to beat the living hell out of this bastard! Did you kick him in the balls like we always trained," he roared like a loud lion, making my speaker buzz.

   "I backhanded the crap out of him and no need to make unnecessary violence Cade. You know that isn't right," I reasoned as I pulled my mint green work shirt over my head while attempting to jump into a pair of black pants. "And even if you did go and beat the stupidity out of him, he would've probably sued. You know that we can't deal with that especially since we are both university students."

   "Whatever Anna. He still needs an ass beating for touching my little sister like she was some slut," he grumbled.

   "I will be okay. Yeah I probably scarred but I will be fine. I always have been and always will be," I calmly attempted to calm him down as I snatched a converse and my car keys in one hand. "Okay Cade I'm heading to work, I love you and I'll talk to you later."

   "Love you too Anna, call me later about your first day." Then the line clicked.

    I love my brother to death but sometimes he worries too much about me. I thought about being more careful as I drove cautiously to my new cupcake bakery job.

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   Leena