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        "Maybe you could cancel?" Grace offers, "Or maybe just postpone?"

        "I'm not canceling or postponing on Peter" I snap, "It's a miracle i'm even leaving the house. I haven't been to work in two days. I don't even know if i can even call it that. I think Britt got me fired"

        Grace frowns. "I'm sorry Soph"

        "Stop!" I yell, "Just stop! Everyone i talk to says how sorry they are but nothing is being done about it. Words don't mean anything to me at the end of the day. It's still happening Grace. I'm still be fired and there is absolutely nothing i can do about it. I'm always gonna be the poor little weak editor who let a man get to her heart to quickly. There is nothing can do and nothing i'll probably ever be able to do. Life sucks and people suck. You can love something or be really good  at something but if some bitch comes around who doesn't like you, she could get you fired no matter how amazing you are. Effort and character means nothing to anyone anymore. I'm sick of this world always going against me. I'm sick of Britt and the fact she can ruin my job and my life with the snap of her fingers"

        "Sophie you are giving her that power to do that to you." Grace sighs, "If you turned away and not let her see how much it hurts you, she would stop because she wouldn't get what she wanted. At the end of the day, Sophie, she got into your head and your love life because you let her"

        "Her dad is my boss" I defend, "I didn't wanna lose my job. Which is funny saying that, that happened anyway."

        " You give her way to much energy" Grace states, putting her hands on her hips, "This isn't Noah's fault that Britt likes to start shit and scary you. Talk to him."

        "He isn't innocent here either" I snap

        Grace scoffs, "And you are?"

        "Yes!" I defend, "I didn't have a weird three way with his arch enemy and her whore best friend"

        "But you keep talking to Peter" She sasses, "You know it bothers Noah"

        "Peter is my friend" I say, "Lucas is my best friend and you don't see Noah going around and complaining about that"

        "You don't know the whole story.. do you?" Grace frowns. 

        I stutter, "I-I guess not"

        " He came up to Lucas and I one day. It was a little while ago, i don't know where you were. He told us about how much he cares for you. He told us that he had broken up with his two-year girlfriend recently and that when he saw you, he saw hope. He saw that moving here was a good thing, that he really did the best thing for him. He had doubts about your feelings, but we assured him how you felt. Despite what you think, Noah does love you. He has for a long time. I agree with you about the three way thing, it was wrong and just flat out gross. But you need to understand that he made a mistake and he recognizes his mistakes. He isn't this heartless man who doesn't give two shits about you, Soph. He's a lost and scared twenty some year old guy who is trying to be happy and make the most of things"

        I just blink and let Grace's story sink in. I had doubts to, a lot of them. But i think now, so many things were paved out. I felt happy, almost. 

        "I need to go and talk to him" I say.

        Grace nods, "That's what i've been trying to tell you for the last 15 minutes"

        "What about Britt" I say

        "You need to just suck it up and face this bitch. I know you and her have talked before, but nothing ever changes. You are still getting beat up by her and it needs to stop. She isn't your queen, she literally has zero control over you and your feelings"

        "But Mr Morris-"

        "If your boss is to dumb to realize he spoiled, auto-tuned daughter is hurting his company then you don't wanna work for him anyway. He's a dumb ass for letting that psycho step foot into the building."

        "I guess you are right" I breathe out

        "You know it" Grace smirks

        "Okay" I say, "Don't get all cocky on me now"

        She smiles and pushes me out the door, "Go and talk to him"

        "Wish me luck"

        I ride in my car, the Jonas Brothers playing on the radio. It had been awhile since i heard the angelic voices of the trio. Noah's apartment building comes into view and i feel sick as all the memories fly into my head. All the kisses and long... sleepless nights.

        I'm gonna go insane

        

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