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.Skai.

Saturday ;

Brown.

"Good evening sir, this way-" he walks past me, opening the door to the room. What just happened?

I blow air in my mouth nervously, I didn't want to be seen as a slacker at work, because I wasn't. I was just a tad bit tired. But what if he tells Mrs Pierré that I wasn't attentive, no, I dont want to lose my job this quickly.

It was five minutes past twelve, so it was a bit surprising that he was that late, I wonder who he was? And why was he at the building that day?

My phone dings-

Theresa💎🌐: Anyone catch your eye?

Skai: Aren't you meant to be working?

Theresa💎🌐: Ooh screw you, fucking baby. I'm bored, and no one is leaving yet

Skai: So?

Theresa💎🌐: I say we step into the real party ground for a bit

Skai: Are you crazy?!

Theresa💎🌐: Loosen up, SK, it's going to be fun... And

I wait for a minute for her reply, but none comes.

Skai: And what?

Theresa💎🌐: So I have your attention, anyways, my plan is for you to find a boyfriend

Skai: Can we not talk about that, Tess?

Theresa💎🌐: You have to face it any way or another. Besides, the plan is to find a pretend boyfriend

Pretend boyfriend?

Sksi: That means it's not real, Tess, I don't want to be part of that-

Another message pops in-

Theresa💎🌐: Don't think of bailing out, trust me, it's going to work, and you don't have to open up to the person

Theresa💎🌐: You'll pay him some cash to play the part for at least a week..

Theresa💎🌐: And that's all, no fucking games, okay?

My thoughts roam around the fact that my parents arrival was due in a day's time, and I had no back up whatsoever. She had a valid pint, but I wasn't sure- I didn't want actions to repeat itself - but I wanted to make my parents proud.

Skai: We'll talk about it at home

Theresa💎🌐: Home? Are you serious? You have only a day left to figure this out, now get your ass off that seat, because I'm sure you're sitting and get downstairs

Theresa💎🌐: Lou is already here, so it'll be easy to find someone

Skai: T, I'm not too sure about this

Theresa💎🌐: You've gat me, babe. Come downstairs now, else I'll slit your throat!

I flinch backwards at the intensity of the message, but I knew she was joking. My eyes scan my surroundings, only spotting a few men downstairs, standing by the elevator. I think that's the way downstairs.

Bracing myself, I go down the stairs slowly, noticing their eyes on me, even though they had dark glasses on.

"Who are you?" the dark man grips into my hand tightly, pain shooting through my arm.