The Arrangement

-TWENTY FIVE-

Glass hit the floor and I screamed in anger. Fucking shit! I threw my suitcase on the bed and headed for the closet.

Why am I packing? Honestly I don't fucking know. Why am I leaving? I don't fucking know either. Why am I butthurt when I should of known this was coming? BECAUSE IM A DUMB STUPID BITCH WHO FELL FOR HIM!

I throw my clothes in my bag and zip it up. Not giving a flying fat rats ass about anything anymore. I did this to myself. I signed the contract, so I sealed the deal. And I fell for the motherfucker. I should of just stayed at my old job. Then everything would have been normal.

As I was walking around my house throwing shit in bags, my phone rings.

I don't answer.

It rings again.

I don't answer.

It's rings again.

And I don't answer again.

I continue to pack. Packing anything I can carry, and anything I need for my last minute flight. I look in my closet again and see my black dresses all lined up and dry cleaned. I rip them off the hanger, head to the living room and toss them in the fire place. I turn the knob and see the last couple of months Burn in flames.

I dozed off, thinking about all the shit I let myself slip into, but I immediately snap out of it when I hear a knock on the door.

I waita long second, and then unlocked it and crack it open.

"Sutton..." The deep male voice spoke and my mouth dropped. "Grayson?!"

He had on a black suit, his hair cut, and a smile on his face. Fancy. "What that hell are you doing here?!" I whispered loudly and his eye brow raised. "Why are you whispering?" He whispered and I quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside.

"Woa what's going on?" He asked looking around the apartment as I slammed the door and locked it. "I'm leaving." I spat and headed towards him. "And why is that?" His tone was filled with curiosity. "Because." "Because what?" His voice became more Stern and I rolled my eyes. "Because your brother fired me and got a new "assistant"." I pointed out and he ran his fingers through his hair. "Shut up." I glared at him and he bit his lip. "I'm not saying anything." He put his hands up like he surrendered. "I know what you're thinking." I hissed and he rolled his eyes and stayed silent. "Okay so where are you gonna go?" He asked and I hesitated for a moment.

"L.A."

"Hold up what?!" He said stunned and I stopped what I was doing and sat on the couch. "Look, I have a job offer over there anyway. I held off the interview for a week to see if things would... "Work out"... But as you can see, it didn't." I layed back and he sat next to me. "What about... Yanno..." He raised his brows and I sighed. "It's done with..." I closed my eyes and he grabbed my hand. "Sutton, I know you love him. " He whispered and my eyes shot open and I ripped my hand from his grasp and rose to my feet.

"I do not love that anger issued, twiggy bitch fucking, horny fuck!" I yelled and he sighed. "Sutton... Shut the fuck up." He said calmly and I shut the fuck up. "We both know the truth don't we." He layed back and I felt a tear escape my duct.

"Yeah.. *sigh*... I guess we do."

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Second part of this chapter should be posted tomorrow or Tuesday. I have allot of shit to do like college classes and essays and math and cry myself to sleep, yanno the drill.

Anyway yeah sorry for the lame ass chapter but it is what it is.

Peace✌💜