The Assistant

CHAPTER 2: Can I Be Anymore Awkward?

●BELLE●

       After James makes a few rounds and I introduce him to people as well as remind him whom most of them were, that he met throughout the years, I grab him a drink.

       Kat is so patient and an amazing friend that she always mingles around, but then I make sure to find her after I'm done with James so that we can have our fun.

        It took a little over an hour before James was good enough for me to leave him be for the rest of the night.

        I find Kat. She was talking with a man named Wyatt, who seemed to be like James and liked to hook up a lot. Wyatt was a few years older than James though. And even though Kat is an adult and can take care of herself, we always have each other's back and we are protective of one another. Especially when I know for sure the guy she is showing interest in is a player.

        I walk up to Kat and interrupt, "Hey Kat. Hey Wyatt!"

       "Hey girl!" Kat replies happy to see me. She then introduces me to Wyatt.

        "We've met before." I said while giving him a glare that implied he needed to stop trying to 'hook up' with Kat and that he needed to leave.

         "I think so." He laughs at me. "Stephanie?"

         I couldn't believe the dumb ass drunk could not even remember my name, let alone wasn't even close.

        "Belle, actually." I reply a little irritated. "And don't you have some bimbo you can go talk to?"

        Kat quickly snapped a look at me that showed she knew what kind of a man he was and that she didn't care. She wanted to hook up with him herself.

        "Belle? I'm okay. I got this." She laughed then looked back at Wyatt and began talking to him and they both continued flirting with each other.

        "Ok. Have fun you guys." I replied before turning around and leaving.

        I noticed while walking around, James was done socializing with the boring businessmen and had moved already onto finding which girl was going to be the girl of the night.

        I never did understand why he did that. Not that I cared of course. It's just that I never understood why people had to go around sleeping with different people. I used to think that it was like when you test drive a car. Making sure to see which is better. Which one has better gas mileage. Etc etc.

        I always felt awkward at these things for many different reasons. Just to name a few: I for one, am not the kind of woman that believes in dressing provocatively, or hooking up with rich men, or really, even doing my hair and makeup. I mean sure, daily I wear basic makeup and sometimes do my hair, though, for the most part, I prefer jeans and a tank. Also, I have some curves. Definitely, nothing like any of the model-looking women that always are at these parties and who James always takes home with him.

        After hanging out for a few hours and with Kat being busy, I made sure that James was fine before I called it a night.

        When I got home, I took a shower and scrubbed all the OVERLY-sprayed hairspray from my hair and caked on makeup that Kat hurriedly put on my face.
All I wanted to do was sleep. James and I had a big day tomorrow and I wanted try and get at least, five hours of sleep.

        Then, my phone rings. It's James........

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●JAMES●

        Like always, the party sucks. Worst of all, I can't find Belle anywhere. I'm not sure where the hell she went to, I hope she didn't leave.

         However, I knew she left after I saw her friend Kat, talking to some douche bag and when I walked up towards her, I had asked her where Belle was at. In which she told me that she left and went back home.

         Now, Belle, I know isn't a partier and everything, but she represented me. She needed to have at least told me when she was leaving.

          I take a minute to go outside and call Belle up to ask her why the hell she left. It took a few rings before she finally answered.

          "You better be hurt or dying." She said to me, tiredly.

          "Well hello to you too. Why the hell did you leave?" I ask her.

           "Because I was tired and wanted to get some sleep. Besides, you seemed like you were fine. So I came home and am trying to go to sleep." She yawns as she says the last part.

          "But why didn't you at least tell me?" I ask her in a little bit of a demanding tone.

          "I tried to. But again, you were busy. Now, I'm going to bed. I will see you at work tomorrow. Goodnight." She says and then hangs up.

         I look at my phone surprised that she had just hung up on me.

         Then I hear the girl's voice that I was talking to most of the night, come walking outside and we get into my car and I have my driver take us back to my place.

          I wonder what Belle's deal is and why she would leave and not tell me appropriately? Ugh, no more thinking about this tonight. We will have a talk tomorrow about this and about earlier in not picking up. I mean, I really do get that she's tired cause I have been working her harder than most assistants I've ever had before, but, she knew what she had signed up for.

          Suddenly, my thoughts are interrupted by the girl I'm taking home with me, placing her lips onto mine.

          Though as much as I had wanted to fuck this girl, I really wanted to work on a big speech that I had in the morning that was very important. And despite the girl being all pissed off, before dropping her off at her place, I headed back towards my place and called up Belle again. In which, I knew I would awake her.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)