"Would You Like To Know Me?"

Part 7

Your Tuesday seemed to be aggravating. Difficult calls and trying not to rage out on gossiping co-workers and asshole customers, though the thought of Paul, the weekend you spent together and the phone calls you had kept you in as good of a mood you could be working in the hell hole. A paper ball hit you in the face to pull you away from memory lane. Looking up you saw Michael laughing at you.

"Dude what the fuck are you doing " you yelled. Laughing he says " I've been trying for five minutes to grab your attention Y/N but you've been off daydreaming."  Annoyed you asked, " so acting like a child and throwing paper at me was your next option, walking over here to get my attention never crossed your mind, Mike?" You asked as you turned around to start working again."Well while you were daydreaming about the mystery guy, which I'm still offended you are not telling me about, the boss sent out an email we have a meeting in twenty minutes." Glaring at your screen, you start reading the email. "It would be really helpful if there was more detail on what this meeting was for" you mumbled to yourself more than Michael. You hear him sighing as he walked by "Let's go so we can get the seats in the back of the conference room, away from everyone else. Repeating his sigh you followed behind him. After a two hour meeting on documentation changes and new expectations. Your nerves were pretty much shot. Wishing you could talk to Paul to ease your mind but it was a gig day and Wednesday hopefully would be the next conversation. Finally, 5 had arrived and you were right behind Michael to get out.

"Y/N why don't you come out with us and have a beer to end this horrible day?" Michael asked. Shaking your head "No thanks Mike, there's no such thing as one beer when out with you, I'll see you tomorrow morning". You said shaking your head.

You started your walk toward your house from work. Wondering how the night would go, with your mom being home and how Paul's show was going. All those happy thoughts left as you were met at the door by your mother.

"Where have you been? She asked you in her normal clipped tone. You slide by her. "Well I've been at work the last two days and last weekend I went out to clear my head" keeping your voice as calm as possible. She stomped over to the answering machine and pressed play. Paul's voice came across, bringing a smile across your face. It was quickly erased by the continued shouting.

"Is clearing your head the new term for being a whore Y/N?" Glaring at her, deciding rather to fire back or head straight to your room. "I know you were at the bar and Melissa told me about you being out there with this guy being all over him." This conversation is done. I was out with a friend that I had met before. No sex involved he was calling to check with me, but no matter what if I say you won't believe me so just fuck off." You voice shaking trying to give her the real reaction she wanted.

You turned around to head for your room. You quickly felt a hand forcefully grabbing your arm turning you around with the opposite hand landing across your face.

"Who do you think you're talking to? I let you come back here and this is the thanks I get, cleaning up after you trying to get by on what little money you give me. You make me sick Y/N". You shook your head, "Yeah mom you let me come back here, it wasn't you begging me on the phone when dad was dying to come home because you didn't know what you were gonna do or how you would manage, but you don't remember that do you? You snarled back at her as you felt her hand connect for a second time to your face.

You pulled away from her grasp and headed to your room. Laying across your bed tears streaming down your face. "Why couldn't he have waited until Wednesday to call?" Though you missed him, one voice mail had caused a storm. "She will destroy the happiness he brings into my life just so I'm as miserable as her," you thought.

Falling asleep you wondered if trying to build a relationship with Paul was the best thing for either of you and if you would ever be able to escape the hell you currently lived.