Fifty Shades of Larry (On Hold)

SEVEN

➖SEVEN➖

Two weeks in the company and fortunately for Laurent, he could say he understood the basics and requirements. He was glad to be working at Larwares plus he had succeeded in avoiding Larry and not making him angry.

Jane was really supportive and helped him in any way she could.

"-you don't have to market it, Laurent. All we do is advertise our games on blogs and other websites. Here, we pay bloggers to advertise on there on blog. But getting the audience isn't a struggle anymore. Larwares is already popular, and the gamers are always looking forward to updates and new games, you get?"

Laurent nodded. "So, who will talk for the bloggers about it?"

"That's the work of-"

"Jane?" Laurent looked up and found Larry leaning out of his office.

"Yes, Sir," Jane stood up.

"What time do we leave for the conference at Nirosoft?"

"Uh..." Jane quickly glanced at her wristwatch, then a shocked expression appeared on her face. "By 10. That should be now, Sir. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Get ready, okay? We leave in 10."

"Yes, Sir."

As Larry slipped back into his office, Jane sat on her chair and got her bag, getting out a makeup purse.

"Important?"

"Extremely. This deal makes or breaks our year," Jane explained.

"Oh."

"Mr Bourgeois has been working on it for a very long time and he's been so stressed. If it clicks, we make a whopping 60 million."

"That is a lot."

"Yeah. So, he's been working really hard lately. He personally designed the game himself."

Laurent nodded in understanding. "Good luck."

"Thanks."

Soon, Larry walked out of his office, his expensive perfume filling the air.

"Ready?" He turned to Jane.

"Yes, Sir," Jane had gotten on her feet and had grabbed her handbag.

"Let's go," Larry said.

As Larry left, Laurent got up. "Larry."

Larry turned to look at Laurent. "Yes?"

"Good luck."

Larry bit down on his lip. "Thanks."

When Larry and Jane were out of sight, Laurent shut his eyes for the briefest moment and prayed that things go in Larry's favour.

-

They had lost the deal.

As Larry entered the house, the aura fell and Laurent immediately knew that Larry had lost the deal.

Larry had a deep frown and his eyes were deep, distant. His tie was loosened, probably from too much tugging and pulling.

"Larry," Laurent rushed to him, his heart racing. But he had prayed. "How did it go?"

Larry walked past not saying a word.

"Larry."

"I lost it!" Larry snapped, abruptly coming to a stop.

Even though he already knew, Laurent's heart broke ten times over. "I'm sorry."

Larry scoffed. "Yeah, me too."

Laurent knew he was hurting. He was in need of comfort. "I sure there is better partnership coming, Lar. Please non let this one for make you sad. You are good and you company is the best. Better people will come for partner with you. I believe it. God non do this-"

"No!"

"Larry-"

"Just... stop. Okay?"

Laurent watched Larry effortlessly pull himself away.

He went back to sit on the couch, tiredly rubbing his face. If only he knew how to help in situations like this. But even so, he doubted Larry would want his help.

Soon Laurent started to hear screams and shouts from upstairs and ran towards the sound as fast as his legs could carry him.

He came to a stop outside of Larry's room.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" There were crashing and thrashings from inside.

"Larry!" Laurent rapt on the door. "Larry!"

"Oh my fucking God!! What the hell was I suppose to have done!? I did everything! I did every- ARRRRGGHHH!"

"Larry! Larry! Open up! Lar- Felix! Felix!" Laurent kicked at the door as more crash sounds were heard. "Mon Dieu, please help me. Larry! Please!"

For what seemed like hours, Larry didn't stop thrashing and shouting, and when he finally did, Laurent who had earlier given up and was leaning against the wall, pushed away when he heard the door open.

"Lar-"

Larry brushed past him and hurried away. He had changed into a shirt, a leather jacket, some jeans and jordans.

"Are you going somewhere?"

Larry ignored him and jogged down the stairs.

"You non going out feeling like this, are you?" Laurent followed him.

Larry abruptly stopped, coming face to face with Laurent.

"Mind your own fucking damn business!" Larry snapped.

Laurent licked his lips tiredly. "Lar, I know you feel bad but non do anything you are going for regret later."

"You know? You know!? You don't know a fucking thing, so fuck off!"

"Lar-"

Without a second glance at him, Larry turned around and left the house.