Proven.

Chapter 15

<ELLA'S POV>

I didn't even go to my college classes today. It was useless too, I wouldn't be able to focus anyway. I'm so worried about this 'problem' with Natalie, I can't focus on anything. I want to tell her so bad now, but I know I have to wait. The only reason I even told her there was a problem was because Mr.Newman would be calling her to his office today. I'm sure she is going to be scared shitless.

Right now I'm in Starbucks just trying to think things through. I have no idea how I'm going to tell her. The one moment in her life which has damaged her the most, is about to re-enter her life. I'm so worried that what she's about to have to face is going to make her close herself off even more. We both thought that what had been the worst time of her life that one year in high school would never return, but it has. The bad thing is, it's going to be worse then before.

She's probably going to kill me for this, but I got Harry's number from Zayn and I asked him to meet me here. I need to talk to him. This is a serious time in her life, and I need him to listen to what I have to say to him. I was going to tell him somewhere more private, but I'm hoping that being somewhere in the public will decrease the chance of a blowup from him. At least I'm hoping he can control himself, I see how he is over her. I can see that he's falling for her, but there's something there holding him back for some odd reason. I can see how Natalie is having a constant battle within herself over him, one minute she's going places with him, the next she's trying to distance herself from him. I need her to go far away from New York, and Harry isn't going to be able to know what's happening.

I want to be able to go with her so bad, but I know I can't. I have to be here to watch out for what's going to happen. I need to make sure that this 'problem' doesn't know where she's going. She can't tell me where she's going, any information I know will just make matters worse.

"Ella?"

I look up from the table to see Harry standing there in navy blue skinny jeans and a black heavy coat. He has confusion written all over his face.

"Harry. Sit."

I needed to make my voice stern, because what I was about to say I need him to know that what I'm doing is for her and his well being.

"Woof woof."

He had a goofy smirk on his face, but I just kept my face emotionless. He was trying to lighten the mood, by joking around at my way of telling him to have a seat. No joking is going to lighten my mood up, the only time I will lighten up is when I know Natalie is safe. He caught on to my seriousness, and his smirk slowly disappeared. He knew. He knew that what I was about to say was bad, but he didn't know how bad.

"Ella. What's going on?"

He slowly took a seat, and his intense gaze was hard. I knew I had to play my evil bitch card, and I did feel guilty but Natalie comes first in my life. I gave him the coldest stare I possibly could and leaned forward some. He thought what I was about to say would be bad but he was really underestimating the word bad. When I said it all hell would break loose. I sucked in a sharp breath and in my meanest voice I could muster, I whispered the words that would soon send him over the edge.

"Stay the fuck away from Natalie."

<NATALIE'S POV>

I got up from my bed, after taking a short nap and started getting ready to go to 'Light.' I put on a red dress that was tight all the way to mid stomach and then it flowed out to my mid thigh. I put on black heels, and dumped the stuff out of my purse into a black purse. I redid my fishtail braid, and walked out to my car.

The whole drive to 'Light' I couldn't stop thinking about this little 'problem.' I'm starting to get very scared, because what would be so bad that Mr.Newman would have to get involved, and I would have to leave the state for possibly longer then a week? Do my parents even know what's going on? Can I go stay with them? They live in Pennsylvania, I mean it's not a state far out, but it's still a different state.

<~>

I pull up at 'Light,' and gather my things and get out of my 370Z. I slowly walk inside, and see that Steph has dyed her hair a Black color with red tips. It's different for her, but it's really cute.

"Cute hair Steph."

"You like it?"

She was fidgeting with her fingers, and smiling at me. I could tell she wasn't use to the hair color, and that whatever I said would either boost her self esteem or lower it.

"Yes I love it!! It makes your eyes pop, and it goes lovely with your face."

"Thank you so much Natalie! You always know what to say."

"You're welcome. Is Mr.Jenkins here?"

"He sure is. He's on lunch right now."

"Okay thanks."

I walk down the hall to my office, and unlock my door. When I open up the door, I walk over to my desk where a to go plate from Olive Garden sat. There was a piece of paper on top, I opened it up and it read;

Natalie darling eat, we have things to converse over. I will be back in a little while.

-Mr.Jenkins

I felt my heart rate pick up, and I swear I could feel my heart trying to beat out of my chest. My palms started, sweating and I could feel myself breathing a little heavier. He needs to converse over things with me? Oh God what if he's found out about me snooping in Harry's file? I could get in so much trouble, I could get fired and that would go on my college transcript. It couldn't be that though he called me 'Natalie darling.' What if it's something about the thing with Ella and my 'problem?'I swear if this gets involved with my intern, I will throw a fucking fit. I could feel the anger start coursing through my veins.

<~>

After I ate the food, I started on a few files and started looking over them. I'm on my fifth file now, and I'm interrupted by a knock on the door. I could feel myself getting anxious and nervous again. I put the file away, and went to open the door. I was praying it would be someone else, but to my dismay it was Mr.Jenkins. I stepped aside so he could enter, he walked in and stood straight up. I shut the door and turned around to look at him.

"I'm assuming you saw the food and note."

"Yes sir."

"I'm also assuming your curios on what things we need to converse over."

"Yes sir."

"You see Natalie, -"

He started pacing around my office with his arms behind his back and was looking me in the eyes. I had my arms behind my back, and out of habit I started playing with my fingers.

"- Mr.Newman called me today. He informed me some serious things would be going on, and he also informed me you would be out of state next week. He also said there was a possibility you may be longer then one week. I have decided to have Steph cover your work while you are away, and I'm giving you the rest of the week off. I'm not aware of what is going on, but I hope all will be okay with you darling. If you need anything let me know."

Stunned. Shocked. Surprised. Angry. Just a few words to describe my emotions at the moment. I'm stunned, shocked, and surprise at Mr.Jenkins behavior and how nice he is being. He usually always has this tough front up, but now he is a caring, curious man whom is worried about my well being. I'm angry for not even knowing what the fuck is going on even though it deals with me. I'm angry that my best friend is keeping something so serious from me. Why can't I know now? What is so bad about me knowing now then later? It makes no sense whatsoever.

"Thank you Mr.Jenkins. If it helps I have no clue either, and no that's not necessary I can finish out the week."

"You don't know what's going on, and yet it deals with you? Also, I insist that you take off, you've been working so hard. Please let me give you this small treat."

"Okay, thank you sir. No I have no idea what the big 'problem' is even though it deals with me."

"You're welcome. Well best of luck."

He walked out of my room, and I just sat down in my chair and ran my hands through my hair. I'm so pissed off right now it's unreal, I feel as though I could break through a brick wall. I let a loud groan and slammed my fist down on the desk, causing things to bounce off and go into the floor. My best friend out of all people is the one keeping something so huge and apparently dangerous from me. I lay my head down, and close my eyes trying to get myself to imagine being somewhere far away from here.