To Hakkespetter

Jeg er bare et menneske (One-Shot)

(y/n's POV)

It was a rough day - no, a phase of rough weeks. One assignment after another. One problem after another. One deadline after another. I always tried my best to be punctual. i also did everything i can , to improve the quality of my work. I used up all my physical and my mental energy to prove that i'm an efficient employee. I fought with slumber , health demands , time, money and pressures to complete my tasks.

But this corporate world , is never satisfied with me.

Every five seconds of my life , my colleagues and my boss yells at me , for being human. I knew i'm supposed to finish the work by an appropriate deadline , but i had to delay it for a few hours. I was human.

The stress was unbearable.

My head was hurting so much , i couldn't handle the viscous corporate cycle anymore.

It was 10 PM in the night. I grunted and mumbled a few rude words about this world as i drove home. I drove fast due to which a random driver yelled at me. It was excusable .

But anger dominated me, and logic was put to a break.

I headed to the door of my house and i pressed the bell multiple times - as if i was gonna destroyed it.

I could hear the sound of Morten's footsteps . He opened the door to see me grunting.

" Hello y/n , How was your day? You seem - " 

I didn't hear the rest of his sentence , i just walked in. 

"Y/n?" his voice sounded startled , and concerned.

Nevertheless , i ignored it , because my brain wasn't functioning well.

I headed to the dining table to see the arrangements he made - a beautiful candlelight dinner. Two glasses of red wine , Lasagna , Salads , and some dessert. It was so thoughtful and sweet of him to cook and arrange all this , right after he came home from his studio ,  But out came the words i regretted to let go.

" The wax might get wasted" And i blew off the candles

" Oh no , y/n..Why did you do this? Did you have a rough day? You could talk to me if you want to get ove-"

" Don't Talk to me Morten" I was cold - and stupid. 

"But Why?"

" I don't want to!I don't want to talk to anybody" I replied coldly.

" Oh dear , please calm down" he placed his hands on my shoulders , but i took it off.

"Nothing will change if i calm down! Argh! Just leave me alone for a while please!" I pleaded

" I can't..I want you to be alright , maybe i can help" He pleaded back as he held my hand. It was warm, but i failed to concentrate on the beauty of his touch. Anger commanded me to let go of is hand.

" Just Leave Me Alone Morten! Don't ask me anything else!" I yelled at him

Morten dropped his jaws , he had that sad and a concerned expression on his face. No wonder he was hurt.

I took a glass of wine and i proceeded to the door of my room.

"Y/n...If you could- "

And i shut the door loudly behind him. 

I jumped - or to be precise , i threw myself on my bed and cried. I proceeded to punch the mattress and the pillows because my stress and my frustration was at its peak. 

I yelled and screamed on the top of my voice. Literally cussing every colleague and the boss who yelled at me.

I looked at the mirror to see the person who was unsatisfied with my work. I was so frustrated that i slapped myself many times.