Chapter 6: Insufferable Woman

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A/N:
Brother dearest \(////)\

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Locking up my office I start the trip back to my temporary house, a hotel.

I don't mind staying in a hotel, the only thing that irks me is the workers going in and cleaning up my stuff when I keep telling them to leave it alone. I end up losing papers because they've been put in random piles or thrown them away.

"Welcome back Mr. Wescott, how was your day?"

All I do is wave my hand in response. I'm so sick of people acting all happy. I get in the elevator and a young-looking girl runs towards the elevator and yells to hold it. Reluctantly I stick my foot out and stop the doors from closing and the girl stumbles in.

"Thanks" she huffs, I look at her out of the corner of my eye and she that she has a pile of papers in her arms. She's also dressed in a dress suit with some heels on with her hair partly falling out of her high ponytail.

The girl catches me looking at her and I look away quickly.

Shit. She must think I'm a creep.

"Um..."

Startled by her I jump back against the elevator bars, smacking my phone to the floor out of my pocket.

"Ah sorry! Did I startle you?" The ponytail girl looks at me with a concerted expression on her face.

Looking at her so concerned for me makes me blush a bit. "I was just in a daze sorry." I bend over and pick up my phone off the floor as the elevator door beeps for my floor.

"I'll see you around I guess." I mutter as I step out of the elevator. Suddenly a hand grabs my wrist and I turn to face the girl in confusion.

"Um... are you by chance Alexander Wescott?"

Now I'm really confused.

"Yes?"

"Oh! Um, then I'll be seeing you soon, Mr. Wescott".

Blinking a couple times, I watch the door close, and the strange ponytail girl disappear behind it.
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I unlock my room door and step inside.

"Not again..." my head hurts as soon as I see all my papers in a perfect pile on the coffee table. Slumping down on the couch I collect the pile of paperwork and try to separate them into the piles I had them in before the cleaning people ruined it.

"UGH" yelling in frustration I throw a couple papers and slam my head onto the couch. I'm so sick of everything in this damn hotel. I honest should just get my own apartment, but instead I'm relying on that woman.

I flip over on my back and rub my eyes, "What are you doing with your life Alex?" Resting one arm over my eyes other arm hangs to the floor.

"Promise me Alexander! Promise me!"
"I promise mother, please don't go... please..."
"I love you...."

A little slobbery wet tongue starts licking at my fingertips and I turn to look at little Fritz.

*arff!*

His little yelp brings a slight smile to my face. I sigh and pick his little body up and plop him down on my chest. Trotting around in circles, he lies on my chest and closes his eyes.

I watch as he rises and falls with my chest. Looking at his ears flopping down in front of his closed eyes, I start to wonder why I'd never gotten a dog before.

"Maybe it's because I can't even handle myself, how could I take care of another living thing?" I chuckle to myself, looking over to the mess of papers on the table. Taking a deep sigh I close my eyes and concentrate on the rhythm of Fritz's breath in tune with my own.

*knock knock knock*

Keeping my eyes closed I continue focusing on fritz and my breat-

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"Mr. Wescott? Are you there?"

I let out a low grumble which causes Fritz to wake and hop off my chest. Reluctantly I get up and move towards the door. I catch a glimpse of how I look in the mirror.

"Disgusting piece of shit" I mumble to myself as I run my fingers through my hair. Opening the door, I'm face to face with a front desk worker who seems to be in a pissy mood.

Fanfuckingtastic

"Mr. Wescott," She starts.

"Oh boy." I mumble into my hand so she can't hear.

"I've been trying to get a hold of you, has your phone not been working?"

A smile slides across my face as I remember how I unplugged the phones in the hotel room because they wouldn't stop going off.
"I have no idea, what did you need me for miss?"

Clearly seeing her pissed off by my response makes me smirk.

"Mrs. Wescott has been calling our hotel for the past hour needing to talk to you. I don't understand why she can't just call your cellphone?"

"Ah..." I turned my cell off too because that woman kept calling me ever since I struck that deal with her. I was 100% sure she wanted to 'adjust' the conditions I had laid out, but I wasn't going to budge.

"I recommend you giving her a call before we charge you for losing customers because of her constant calling." She glares at me as she turns on her heels and struts down the hall.

Rolling my eyes, I shut the door. Fritz trots over to me and claws at my leg as I lean against the door.

Glancing down I let out a sigh, "Guess I should give that woman a call. Let's hope it's about the apartment and not anything else."
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"I've been trying to get a hold of you for the past 5 days! Why did you turn your phone off?! Do you KNOW how worried you father and I hav-"

I close my eyes and pinch between my eyebrows in annoyance.

"Calm down Clarissa, I wasn't trying to ignore you."

That's the biggest lie I have ever told.

"So, you just randomly turn you phone off and ignore calls and any contact to the outside world except for work for weeks at a time?!"

I can almost feel her spitting at me through the receiver. "Enough about that. Have you called to talk about the apartment arrangements? If it's anything other than that I'll hang up."

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I have found you and your brother a wonderful three-bedroom apartment on south Finland street."

I pause for a second, "wait why three bedrooms?"

A chuckle can be heard through the phone.
God damn insufferable woman.

"I just thought three bedrooms would be better."

I tense up and ball my fist, " If it's for Natalya I swear to God I'll move out of the country."

"It's not don't worry dear."

I swear I can almost hear her smirk at me. She's up to something I can feel it.
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A/N: Thanks for reading lovelies ❤️
Even if you're just reading to past time thank you! I'm really happy to be able to make a stupid little story for a couple people to read. If you want to leave comments it's always welcome!! See you in the next chapter (๑>◡<๑)

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