Pain's Worth IT

€hapter 6 ~ No Real Feelings

€hapter 6 ~ NO REAL FEELINGS

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Last week wasn't my best week. I just felt so hurt then I felt so dumb for feeling hurt. Why should I let their words hurt me again? They hurt me enough already.

I knew Q wasn't telling the truth, because he literally had to think about it before he said and I know he regrets saying those words.

Ultimo on the other hand needed time to take things in, he still felt competition with Qua' sean and that's absurd to me. I'm not dealing with Qua' sean in any way romantically nor sexually what so ever.

I had to go into work early today to get the new products coming in and unload, so I just put on some black sweats, a white "Ms.Cat" crop top to match with my white forces, of course I had to put my hair in a ponytail.

My assistant and two of my well trusted employees were in early to help me. They already knew what was up so I didn't have to call them to make sure they came into work today.

"Ms. Washington... You have a couple messages that you need to take" Catalina said as I was signing the delivery form.

"Thank you John... See you next month" I turned to Catalina "You're my assistant, why didn't you take them?"

She took my hand while the others started to unpack the boxes and stock the racks. She opened the door to my office and I was completely shocked.

"What the fuck is this?" I looked around my cramped office.

"I didn't know what to do with everything, but since they're directed to you. I arranged them in the way I saw it in the diagram"

My office was filled with dozens of bouquets of black roses. I love black roses, but what am I suppose to do with these and who the hell sent them?

"Ms., I believe the same person who sent these roses left that letter and those messages on the phone. Privacy First"

I grabbed her by her forearms

"Catalina... Why didn't you call me?" I rolled my eyes "Just go un stock" I pointed at the door and she left.

I picked up a bouquet and read the tag which had no name, but said "Sorry".

I went and sat behind my desk and my eyes landed on the letter. I tore it open and began to read the paragraph.

"... Man I'm sorry. I don't why the fuck I'm terrified that you out to get me or some shit, but I don't care if you don't accept sorrys no more. I ain't tryna trigger something in you that's gonna make you attack me. Let's work this out cause we can't be letting our lives affect the business. Pick Up Yo Phone Midnight!"
Sorry.
-Qua' sean

I laughed as I read this letter. How desperate can he be? If I wasn't picking up the calls then it should have already rung a bell in his mind, I don't got time for him.