The Boy On The Red Carpet

The Boy On The Red Carpet (Pt 2)

*Pictured above: James*

"It is my honor to announce the most successful person here, CEO of Emerson's Tech, who single handedly created his own business and strives for greatness while creating technology that has evolved the world. Emerson's Tech has created a legacy for all of us to support and acknowledge. Leading over 50 million in sales in the second year alone, I am proud to announce the owner of Emerson's Tech; Mr. Asher Emerson!"

I hear roars and whistles. People clapping and applauding in the entire building.

Looks like it's my turn I think to myself and walk up to the enormous stage from behind, with two of my guards following close behind me.

*James's POV*

"I can't believe I'm being forced to go to this award giveaway bullshit. Not that I have anything against anyone that's going to be there. But like really? You're going to force me?" I question.

"Just because I work at Emerson Tech doesn't mean I want to witness him getting his award. It's going to be on every channel on television anyway. Like I said, I don't have anything against him it's just.."

"Ugh."

"My boss is such a Bitch. Why does this have to be mandatory?"

..

"Well?"

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"Bitch, I hate when you ignore me!"

the small white dog jumps up on the bed and lays on my chest, sniffling his nose.

"I'm sorry for yelling Bitch, it's just I'm stressed. I don't have anyone to talk to about this and I wouldn't want to anyway. People just annoy me."

"That's why I have you! You never annoy me. Well, only when you beg for food. But that's it. Plus, people beg for food too soo" Bitch looks up at me and blinks, sniffling his nose.

I wrap my arms around Bitch, and drift off to sleep.

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"Do I have to go? Can't I just work instead?" I ask my boss who looks at me with a "no way" Look.
"You need to go! Everyone is going to show their support to the company. Besides, it's a good cause" She responds.

"I'm just the janitor though!" I shout, louder than expected. She looks at me with an irritated and fed up look. "James if you don't go then you're fired and that's final" She says before walking off. "Wait do I have to go to the after party tomorrow too?!" I shout in the distance. She turns around to nod, then continues walking.

"F**k!" I shout before walking out of the massive building. I know most people would love to say to their friends that they work at Emerson Tech, even if it's just as a janitor. But honestly, it's nothing special. Sure there's over twenty floors, and sure there's high quality technology left and right of the building, but I mean really? really?

It's just such a hassle. I can't quit though, since I make fifteen an hour. That's good compared to most janitorial services. If I quit this job, I wouldn't be able to pay rent. I NEED to be able to pay rent. If I get evicted, I'll be homeless. I have no one else.

I arrive at the award center, thirty minutes early. I take my seat in the front section of the enormous crowed. Because I'm technically with Emerson Tech, I got to sit in the front section to the right. I hate being around all of these people.

And why is there so many people here anyway? This place is huge as it is. There is literally people standing because they don't have enough seats for everyone. This building is larger than three football fields.

Multiple people are called, and claps applaud each person as they receive their reward. after a couple long hours, I can't take it anymore. I need to get out of here, I'm sick of being around this many people. At this point, I'd rather be fired. Nothing interesting is even happening.

I stand up and walk past the people in the front row. As I do this, I hear a long introduction leading up to a very familiar name.

"Leading over 50 million in sales in the second year alone, I am proud to announce the owner of Emerson Technological Advancements; Mr. Asher Emerson!" A voice shouts in the distance.

I thought he was already called and received his reward?

Trailing through my thoughts, I hear everyone stand up and applaud extremely loud. Some people scream and others release loud whistles.

All of this happening, my mind goes into a fluster. I start tripping over all the people standing up and cheering. Before I know it, I stumble face first onto something. Not just something.. But someone.

I finally grasp the situation and look up to who I fell on.

Asher Emerson, CEO of Emerson Tech.

Are you fucking kidding me?

A long pause shocks the entire building. I stare into Emerson's eyes, almost in a trans. His eyes are gorgeous, and he is dressed very nicely. His hair is sprayed, so it doesn't mess or move when he fell. Staring into his almost hazel eyes is extremely calming, despite the situation. His eyes are confusing, and I can't exactly piece together the color. It's like a light hazel with grey and a hint of blue.

After a few seconds that feels like an eternity, I look over his shoulder and see three huge ass security guards rushing towards us. I gasp lightly at the sight. Mr. Asher Emerson seems to have noticed, giving me a look of reassurance before looking over his shoulder noticing the guards as well.

He stutters, trying to utter words through his mouth but can't piece them together. I stand up quickly and without thinking, I dash as fast as I can for the exit towards the left.

"Wait!" Emerson shouts, reaching for my arm. I brush his hand off my clothing, and begin bolting for the exit. I hear something fall from my pocket, but ignore it and continue my rush towards the door. I hear muffled shouts, pleading for me to stop.

Is that Asher bitch following me?

Oh my god how did it lead to this.. I knew I should have stayed home.

Before I have time to react, I'm pushed into a nearby room forcefully. I look around, noticing nobody else is in the room. I look up at my kidnapper, Asher Emerson once again.

"W-wha- what are you doing?" I question him. "Actually, I don't know.. w-wait, what's your name?" he asks me with a stern voice.

"I'm not telling you, you kidnapped me! Thief!" I respond to him.

"Look, if they catch me here alone with you I'm about a hundred percent sure that I'll end up in a funeral home" And with that, I take my leave. "But you forgo-" He tries to stop me once more, but I slam the door and rush to the exit.

I leave the building, running across the street to a nearby target.

I'm going to have to taxi home.

I take out my phone and order a taxi, that arrives in two minutes. Living in New York City is nice because there's always a way to travel easily, rather it's by car, bike, subway, taxi, or Uber.

I arrive at my small apartment and unlock the door, walking inside. I immediately see my small white dog stumble towards me.

"Hey Bitch"

I respond, leaning down and petting him.

Bitch is such a cute dog.

After feeding him, I climb into bed and Bitch follows closely behind. He lays next to me, cuddling close and we both fall asleep.

I hope work tomorrow isn't heckteck. Oh shit! I have to go to the party tomorrow!

Fuck!