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"I'm sorry Ms.Johnson, but we have no other choice than to let you go" Marco spoke.
"That's bullshit" I hit his desk. "I work my ass harder than anybody in this fucking place and you know that. We both know if anybody needs to be "let go" it's Helena, but you wouldn't dare because you're fucking screwing her"
"Enough!" He stood up.
"This is why I hate working" I let out a breathe and closed my eyes. "Fine, you wanna run this place into the fucking ground be my guest. Just know that when it all goes to hell it could've been avoided if you weren't thinking with your dick" I snatched my purse up and walked out of his office.
My heels made my presence known to all as I made my way out of the building. "Since you're fired now, let's go out for drink? Then maybe I don't know make a stop to my bedroom?" Fin sped to keep up with me.
"Fuck off"
"You're unemployed, not a badass" he scoffed making me stop. I drew my hand back and slapped him.
"And you're a little bitch who begs for play" I walked off leaving him where he stood. "Not somebody I'd ever let fuck"
The whole office watched as I made my exit. "Tell Marco I did it" I told the woman at the front desk, we always spoke to one another but I never asked her name.
I pulled my $400 pocket knife out and stabbed his tires. It felt good as hell. I stood up with a smile, it quickly faded when I bumped into a cop.
My eyes widened and I tucked my knife. "What ugh... what were you doing miss?" He asked.
"My tires are flat" I said frowning. "Yeah, someone came and did a number on em"
"Hand me your purse please ma'am"
I did and he sat it on Marco's car. "Turn around for me, hands behind your back"
"What?" I scoffed. "No"
"Hands behind your back miss, now" he raised his voice.
I made a run for it and got nowhere because of these stupid ass heels. He tackled me to the ground and I squirmed trynna get away. "It's too early to arrest someone!" I shouted. "I'm sure that's a law" I whined.
"You only making it worse" he laid his big ass on me. I gave in and let him cuff me. He read me my rights as I got escorted to the car.
"Get my purse!" I told him and he went back for it. I cried when I came to the realization that I was under arrest. "Mr.Officerman" I voiced. "Can you please let me go? I did nothing"
"Quiet" he turned up the music. I couldn't even wipe my face. I looked in the rear view mirror and almost died. "Wait, no I can't take my mugshot like this"
