Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 85.

Three Years Later

February 1, 1964 Saturday

I woke up to the sound of someone tapping on my desk next to my face. I sat up quickly and looked around.

"Who..what happened!?"

"Lucy this is the millionth time I've had to come by today. What's wrong?"

I looked up at my boss and pointed to the small bottles.

"These new pills."

"Well then I suggest you take take it up with the doctor because I have a new assignment for you."

I sighed and sat back in my seat. "What is it?"

"An interview from a new band coming here from England."

"Seems all bands are coming from England lately. Is that it? Just an interview? When?"

"Not until a few more days Luce. Look I don't want ye fucking this up. They're all the rage back in their country."

"Yeah well, aren't they all..I need coffee." I got up grabbing my cup, walking past him. He followed behind.

"Lucy I'm serious."

"Come on Andrew have I ever fucked up an interview before? No I haven't. Fuck off my job and i'll fuck off yours. Just let me do what I have to do and it'll be done...what the hell no more coffee!?" I yelled staring at the empty pot.

"It's still brewing calm down."

I sighed and turned to him. "I'm sorry I guess i'm just stressed with work and trying to pay my rent on time. These migrains don't help."

"Look, take a day off alright? If ye need to."

"I'm not taking a day off. Work is the only thing that distracts me from the problems going on right now in my life."

I finally poured myself some coffee and yawned. "I'll have my last assignment in by the end of the night."

"Working late again? Wow Luce that's pushing yourself too much don't you think?"

I shook my head. "I got nothing else going for me. Why the hell not. Plus, you pay me for the extra hours remember?" I smiled and blew him a kiss, walking back to my desk.

I sat down and began typing. I groaned as he spoke again.

"I thought you were going to leave me alone now."

"I need you to do some fact checking from that band Luke interviewed last month."

"Why me? Isn't Susan here?"

"She's taking a sick day."

"She's always fuckin sick." I muttered.

"She just had a baby Luce."

"Yeah well, same thing. Isn't this like her third?"

"Fourth. Plus, If you're stayin late, I want to get my moneys worth." He smirked.

I sighed and swiped the papers out of his hand. "Fine. Now get the fuck out of my office."

"You're lucky you're one of my best workers of you'd be out on your ass in seconds."

"Yeah well atleast I don't have to sleep my way to the top like Janice." I raised my eyebrows.

"You knew about that?"

I smirked. "Fuck off."

He raised his hands up, surrendering to the subject and walked out. I smiled watching him walk away.

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I got home at about two in the morning and went straight to the shower. Once out, I dried off and stared at myself in the mirror. I sighed and put my sleep wear on and walked to the kitchen, eating an apple, a glass of water and then heading to bed.

I laid down and stared at the wall. The paint peeling off and a cool draft making me pull the covers over myself. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Ready to do it all over again tomorrow.

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