Open Up My Eager Eyes

Chapter 15

"I just want you to know that I, never in my 28 years of running this company, never asked an employee to stay before but Kellin, you're doing great. Is there anything that I could maybe help you with? I'm sure whatever it is, I could make some arrangements just to fix it." Mr. Biggs tried to keep up with his professional demeanor but I could see past it. I knew that there was a hint of somewhat desperation in his tone. He's a very arrogant man, I know how much of a struggle for him it was to actually make me stay.

"No, uh- sorry, sir but, it's for personal reasons, actually so.." I trailed off, not really sure as to how I would word out my reasons. ' Sorry, I'm just getting sick of your horrible excuse for a nephew. ' Of course I had to bite my tongue just to stop the urge to spit out those words. I actually have some sort of respect for this man since he trusted me and actually liked the quality of my work.

"Oh." He paused for a while and straightened out his suit. "Well, if that's the case, I wouldn't stand on your way then." He was back to his confident façade as he stood and walked to my direction. I, too, stood up from my seat and faced him. "It was a pleasure working with you, Kellin." He said as he lend his hand for me to shake, which I shook as I gave him a small smile. At least someone out here appreciates my work, right?

I strutted out from his office, walking in the storage room of the building to grab a box so I could clear out my desk in that room where Vic and I held our mentoring sessions. I hated Vic so much. If it weren't because of him, I would actually like my job in the company; I would stay. But of course, he had to screw everything up.

I jabbed my key to the door of our mentoring room and swung the door open.

"Hey." Vic greeted as I walked past him and straight to my side of the desk. I didn't even acknowledge his presence. I just wanted to be out of there quick. If I would spend another minute around him, my anger would win the battle in my head and I didn't want that. I didn't want to cause a commotion in the building, at least.

I started messily dumping my folders in the box, not caring if there were important documents that would possibly get crumpled.

"Hey hey, what are you doing?" Vic asked as he sprinted next to me, looking at what I was on to.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" I hissed coldly, not bothering to look up at his direction. I felt him lay a hand on my shoulder and quite frankly, I shuddered at the sudden contact. I just wanted him far away from me. "What the hell are you doing?" I angrily asked as I pushed his hand away from me, moving a few steps away.

"What? I was-"

"Stay the hell away from me, got that?" And with that, I grabbed the half empty box and walked away from him. I didn't if I wasn't able to grab everything. I'd go back some other day but at that moment, I just wanted to be away as soon as possible.

"Hey, Kellin, wait!" I heard Vic call back as I approached my car in the deserted parking lot of the building. It was just mid-day of a Monday though, so everyone was still inside, working their asses off.

I  thought I was fast enough to lose him but he still managed to catch up on me and he grabbed me by the shoulder, halting me from my frantic escape. I hate how stronger he is than me obviously, he had been using it as his advantage to manipulate me or something.

"What the fuck's wrong with you?" He spat, almost out of breath. "Why are you leaving?" He asked that last part as he laid his hands on the box that I was holding, yanking it away from my grasp.

"You! What's wrong with you?! Isn't it too obvious that I resigned? I'm leaving this place, Vic. Do I need to spell that out for you?" I said as anger abruptly erupted in my head. By that time, I could already feel the warmth rising from my cheeks to my head. I was fuming.

"Resign? Why?" He asked, a mixture of anger, frustration and confusion evident on his face. I could tell how angry we were both feeling. If this would keep up, the argument could get nasty, that I was so sure of.

"Shit, don't act as if you don't know, Vic. I'm so sick of your games. I just don't know how I could somehow make it more obvious to you that I do not like you!" I said a little too harshly. But really, I just wanted to get that message through his thick skull. He's getting into my last nerve and really, no one wants to see me that angry.

As soon as those words left my mouth, Vic's emotion changed to that all too famous smug face of his. That was the last thing that I was expecting to see from him. I think this guy really is crazy. How could he even muster up to switch emotions in a matter of nanoseconds?

"Kellin, babe," He paused for a while as he carefully dropped my box to the concrete beneath our feet. "I'm not playing any games with you." He added that last part as he took one step towards me. It just happened that we were standing beside my car so that hindered me in taking a step back. So convenient.

"W-What the hell? Get away from me, you fucking sick-"

"Oh, look who's such a hypocrite of his own words. Cute." He said as a sly smile played along his lips. His eyes flicking from my eyes to my lips. This can't be good.

"What even are you saying?" I asked, frustrated. I just wanted to get the hell out of here, was that too much to ask for?

"Remember when you got all mad at me that one day because I was apparently, 'using cuss words'?" He asked as he used his fingers as air quotation marks. My eyebrows knitted together, clearly, I was confused as heck as to what he's trying to get in to. "Babe, you are such a hypocrite, you know that?" He added that last statement with a soft chuckle. He stepped a little bit more closer to me, leaving almost an imaginary gap between us. I was praising the heavens by that time because we were the only ones in the parking lot so that no one would see us. Our position looked very suspicious, to be honest.

"So what? I could change my mind, I could change too, you know?" I asked, my strong demeanor suddenly flowing through thin air. I hate how he could make me feel all nervous all of a sudden. Actually, scratch that, I hate Vic in general.

"Oh?" He said a little too amused for my own liking. "You could change your mind, huh?" I was about to say something to retort his cheeky comment when suddenly, he leaned in closer, his lips hovering over mine. It was excruciating on my part but I really didn't know why. He was so close but for some twisted and sick reason, I didn't flinch away from him, I didn't make any effort to push him away from me. It felt like I was stuck on my place as the air completely abandoned my lungs. I couldn't breathe and I couldn't move and it was really torturing my mind.

"I know you could change your mind." He whispered, his lips still ever so close to mine. It was really messing up with my mind. My emotions were in a spiraling, going through heaps of directions. "Of course you would." And with that final whisper, he left just like that. He left as if messing with my head was nothing to him.