Your Not Replaceable

Chapter 10

I'm in New York. Big surprise, right? That I followed through, after just finding out that I slept with the guy who killed my mother.

'Ally... I killed your mother...'

'Ally... I killed your mother...''Ally... I killed your mother...'

My breathing became disheveled and I hit the punchbag as hard as I could, knowing that my knuckles would bruise.

"Atta girl. Keep hitting like this, and your gonna level up from baby hits," Micheal, my athletic trainer, tries to motivate me. He knows my situation, and he knows what I'm thinking about in this moment.

I take the grip off of my hands, and throw it on to the floor, "I'm through. I'm done. I will never relish this thunder without making a bang."

"Ohh. Pity party, huh?"

"What?" I look at him sharply.

"Are you angry at him or at yourself? Are your emotions taking a toll on him, or you?" Micheal leans on the wall, with his arms crossed. He flicks his head to the side to move a strand of hair away from his eyes.

"What? Are you crazy? Of course I'm mad at him, why would I be mad at myself?

He smiles, "No reason."

I really wanted to push that response, but I knew I didn't have the time. I have an meeting in thirty.

"I know, duh!" He laughs.

"What?"

"You said that you had a meeting in thirty," he recites.

"Oh. I spoke my mind."

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After leaving my session, I walk into my office only to see a pleasant surprise.

"Why are you in my office?" My voice hoarse with such hatred.

"I'm only here to drop off these files." Garner, stands from the chair he was sitting on and walked closer.

"You do not work in this department," I immediately regret saying that.

"Oh, so your keeping tabs on me?" He doesn't look shocked at all, like he knew already.

"N-no. I just..." I stutter. He gives me that look that I use to melt into. "I walk by your department..everyday." That is true. His department is the Finance area. As I, Director of the Corrections area, have to pass by Finance daily.

"Dear Ally, your making it hard for yourself. You and I both know that I'm going mad boy-lover on you. Everyday, I try to get by these feeble excuses you make when I try to meet with you." He sighs.

"Move on, please. I already have," I spit out.

"With who?" He stiffens up.

I go over to my desk, and press and hold a button and spoke, "Secur-" But I didn't get to finish it. Garner had his hand over my mouth, I release my hand from the button.

My whole body was screaming for more. More! More! More! The hand that was on my mouth was now around my neck, his hot breath only a inch from my own disheveled one.

After what felt like eternity, he pushed me away and sighed. He whispered, "I can't do this. Me and Karizma are getting married this weekend..."

"I-I..." I didn't bother to finish. And Garner knew. So he walked away. Out the office. And out of my life.