This is Max Whitewood he's the CEO of "Betnort Company", he is always locked in his office always doing work. But the thing is... he is shy... and introvert... and likes to be alone... always.
He always has to wait for everyone to go home, he doesn't like to talk to anybody, unless is an emergency. He sends another person to his meeting. And nobody, I repeat, nobody has seen him. Not even when people has to ask him something, he always sends his secretary John Billwae, which is the only who has seen him.
"What time is it?" I asked shyly, I was sitting in a chair, my knees where glued to my chest, and my back was turned away form John.
"Its 7:30 PM, sir"
"30 more minutes and I'll go home" I murmured while patting my legs.
"Should I wait for you sir?"
"Y-yes" I let a sigh escape my lip while I kept looking at the window. It was beautiful outside. The night was perfect to go out, to bad I'm don't like people...
"then... I shall be waiting outside when you finish" I heard his footsteps vanished and a door closing, which meant that he exited.
I turned around and stood up, I started to pack up everything that was on the desk and putted on my shoulder bag. I started walking around lost in my thoughts, as to why I decided to start this stupid company. At first I thought that it wouldn't become that big, back then, I was still shy but not that much... but now I'm the CEO of this company, hundreds of people are walking, talking in my place. And what do I do? I hide, that's the only thing I do, why? because I have social anxiety and I'm an introvert, sometimes I have panic attacks, and John has to calm me down before something bad happens... did I mentioned I have different personas in me? no? well, I only have another one... but I'm scared of him. He's the opposite of me, when it happens, I wake up in my bed, torn apart, windows broken, everything in destroyed. John said he has to lock me up every time it happens.
Back to the present, I checked my phone to see the hour and voilà 8:00 PM, I grabbed my shoulder bag and went outside. There I grabbed the elevator and went to the basement where John was waiting for me.
"Sir, I have bad news..." He said as he bows slightly.
"What is it?" I stopped walking and looked at him trying to search for a facial expression that said 'Sike, its a prank' but no...
"The driver didn't come, he's sick today"
"W-what...?"
"He's sick sir, the driver"
"What do we do?"
"We'll have to walk, Sir" he bowed again and came closer to me, he grabbed the bag off my hand.
"Can't we wait?"
"He's sick sir, he won't heal until tomorrow"
I gulped in fear of going outside, I don't want to be judged, I'm scared, ok, calm down... breath in and out.
"Sir, your hand..."
I saw my trembling hand and grabbed it with my other one, so it could stop moving.
"Come one, let just go" I said while walking to the exit.
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As we walk I felt everyone's gaze on me. Those eyes judging me like they know who am I, the way I walk, dress. Makes me feel in a vast ocean and I'm there drowning, alone... I felt the air on my lung left, I felt an agonizing pain, I tried to gain my air but it came as gasps, my heart pounded as fast as it could. Those eyes, I'm hearing them, I'm scared, please, make it stop.
I tried to repel the sound by covering my ears, but it didn't work, its like they are talking inside my mind.
"SIR, SIR, you need to breath" I heard someone say.
"PLEASE, MAX, BREATH" I heard it again.
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"Please step aside, let me do it" Said a girl while trying to move the crowd aside.
"he needs air" They didn't listen "I SAID EVERYONE STEP THE FUCK ASIDE" then everyone heard her, and moved away. The girl came rushing and came by Max's side. The girl grabbed Max's hand and gave it a little squeeze.
"I want you to breath, in and out" Max did as she said, she did the mimics so he could copy it.
"Good, good, my name is Amelia, and yours?"
"M-Max" Amelia grabbed a little cloth she had in her pocket and started wiping the sweat that Max had.
"Its temporary Max, ok, everything is gonna be alright" She looked at the man that was wearing a suit and said "Can you bring me water" He nodded and went to get some water.
"D-don't... Lea-leave"
"I'm not going to do it, ok? I'm going to stay here until you feel better"
"Can you stand up?" she asked. Max nodded in response and stood up while grabbing the girls hand. He started walking towards a bench, then they sat down.
"Here..." Said John while handing the water bottler to Amelia.
Amelia opened the bottle and gave it to Max.
"Drink slowly" Max slowly reached the bottle and gulped down the water slowly.
"Are you feeling any better now?" She asked.
"Y-Yes... Thank you" Max said "Um, this is yours, here" He extended his hand trying to give back the cloth.
"No, keep it, this will help everytime you need it" Amelia smiled gently "You can let go of my hand now" She said a little embarrassed.
"Oh, sorry" Max let go of the hand.
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WHAT DO I DO NOW?!! I can't say thank you again, it will be stupid, what other thing can I say?? um... I like you?? NO, um, hey um, I appreciate it? NO, god um, what now?!!
"Thanks again" I can't be dumber than this...
Amelia made a little laugh making my heart explode and said "No problem, you should head back to your home" She turned around and started walking away.
DONT LET HER GO!!! should I tell her to come... no? no. Um should I call out for her? AISH, sh!t i hate this... I know... Her name is Amelia... I need to ask her last name,
"Sir, we should go now"
"Where's Amelia?" I asked as I started to look around.
"She already left"
"Oh..." I said sadly.
"Do you want me to find her?" Said starting to walk forward
"N-No!" I said quickly.
"lets just go home" I said and started to head back home.
Why can't I overcome my shyness?
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YAYAYAYAY~ finally finished this one.
The part about the panic attack, if anything I wrote is wrong then please do tell, ill correct it, because I never had a panic attack.
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