Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

His Boss

A/N - I'm tired and sad

John's POV

   I stepped into the elevator and sighed. When the doors opened I stepped into the hall and approached the secretary's desk. This was his first day and I sighed. "Any messages?"
   "Huh? Oh! Good morning, Mr. Laurens. I'm not...sure." I groaned and opened the door to my office. I dropped my bag in my desk and plopped in my seat. My secretary opened the door and I glared at him.
   "Can't you knock?"
   "Oh! I'm so sorry. Um...you have to messages." I groaned and he set them on my desk. "I'm sorry, sir."
   "Whatever. Just-...Get out." He scrambled out and I leaned back. I'm the owner and CEO of my father's law firm. I hate it. I was forced into this. My father is abusive and constantly drunk. I spent my childhood in fear and now I exhausted. Everyday is just...meaningless. I don't like the way I act but...I don't know. I've fired the last five secretaries I've had and countless other staff members. If this one doesn't quit it'll be a miracle. My office phone rang and I picked it up.
   "Mr. Laurens, someone's here to see you." I sighed and arranged a few papers.
   "Send them in." A couple seconds later the boy opened the door and a man walked in. "Have a seat."

   "Clear my afternoon."
   "Yes, sir."
   "Quickly."
   "Of course, sir." I plopped down in my chair and held my head in my hands. There was a knock and I sighed.
   "Come in?"
   "Mr. Laurens? Do you need anything?"
   "No." I snapped, he started to leave and I sighed. "Hey! You!" He turned and frowned.
   "You don't know my name?"
   "No. Get me a coffee."
   "It's Alexander." He huffed and walked out.
   "Rude."

   "Here's your coffee, Mr. Laurens."
   "Get back to work."
   "You can say thank you."
   "And I can fire you."
   "Alright, do it." He threw his hands on his hips and I raised an eyebrow. "That's right. You won't. You won't because you don't wanna go through the process of hiring and training another person. Then they aren't gonna put up with your shit either and they'll quit. You're just a little daddy's boy who was never taught common courtesy!" He snapped, I stood up and towered over him. "Do you really think I'm scared of you?" His voice quivered a bit but I could tell he was trying to stand his ground.
   "You don't know shit about me. You must have it all. Huh? You think you're so smart and so perfect. Well you're not. I'm sure you're just a mommy's boy who was never taught how shitty the world is. I bet you don't even need this job. I'm sure your father could provide for you. Face it, slut...you're worthless." Without hesitation he slapped me across the face and I froze. Rage boiled within me and I grabbed his wrist. By now he was crying and he yelped when I grabbed him.
   "I-I'm sorry! I didn't-" I pulled him into the elevator and his sniffles could be heard among the silence. When the doors opened I yanked his to the parking garage and he starting screaming.
   "Will you shut the fuck up!" I growled, he stopped talking and I threw him in the passenger seat of my car. I started driving and he stared at me.
   "Please don't hurt me. I didn't mean to hurt you." He whispered.
   "What? I'm not gonna- ugh!" I hugged and looked at him. "Just-...stop crying. There's napkins in the glove box." He grabbed a couple napkins and I sighed. I stopped the car and opened the door for him. "C'mon." I gestured for him to come and opened the bar door for him. We got a booth and I sighed.
   "I'm sorry." He whimpered.
   "Don't be. You had the right. I'm sorry. You're right. I shouldn't be you like this."
   "Why do you? Is it something I did?"
   "No." I ordered us drinks and sighed. "My dad-...My dad is abusive. He forced me to live out his life and I lost hope."
   "Oh...I'm sorry I called you a 'daddy's boy'." He whispered.
   "It's fine."
   "I'm sorry for slapping you."
   "Definitely do not apologize for that."
   "Why?" He frowned, taking a sip of his drink.
   "Because no one's ever stood up to me. I'm everyone's boss. They're all scared of me but you don't seem to be." I smirked, he blushed a bit and looked at the table.
   "I know life my seem pointless but it's not." He mumbled, I glanced at him and looked up at me. "I know how it feels to be hopeless. It's not hopeless. You could find a nice girlfriend and have a lovely family."
   "You know how it feels?" He nodded and sighed.
   "My father left our family when I was ten and my mom died when I was twelve. When I was seventeen there was a hurricane and my brother died. I was in a coma for about a year. Then I was in rehab and finally I got this job so I didn't have to live at my father figure's house." He shrugged and I smiled.
   "I'm sorry to hear that. Why did you apply to my law firm out of all places? I mean...The media brands me out to be an asshole."
   "You are an asshole." Alex grinned.
   "That's fair. So?"
   "So...I wanted to study to be a lawyer but it's too late. So I figured I could at least be around it."
   "It's not too late."
   "Mr. Laurens, it would take me years to save up enough for school and several more to pass the exam. It's too little too late."
   "Please call me John and if it's money you need I can-"
   "No!" I frowned and he huffed. "I don't need your charity. I'm sorry but no."
   "Alright, alright. I just want you to know if you ever need help you can ask me." 
   "I don't wanna take your money." He mumbled.
   "It's not like I'm using it."
   "You don't like being wealthy?"
   "I don't like my life. My father forced all of this. I wanted to be a marine biologist. I spent my whole life afraid of him so I just did whatever he told me. I didn't wanna make him mad."
   "Oh..."
   "I'm just going through the motions now."
   "You don't have to be."
   "Yeah. How's that?"
   "Well...I'm sure everyone in the office hates you." I chuckled a bit and Alex grinned. "Maybe I could be the one person that doesn't." He hummed.
   "Like a friend?"
   "Not 'like a'. Certainly and most definitely friends." I chuckled again and asked giggled.
   "What a certainly and most definitely wonderful idea."
   "Ok then."