Greyson's Obsession

Chapter 13

Well, it's back to the present, folks! Hope you all enjoyed the blasts from the past?

How did you find the last one in particular? Anything you should you know about? Anything to worry about?

Anything happened between Jerome and Riley? What really happened between them?

What will Jerome will do to Riley? Convince him? Get him back? Hurt him?

Riley

I was so nervous. I gawked at the department's entrance.

I was a stranger who was not welcomed here. I thought of myself.

Pitifully, I presented myself like an A-class peasant.

Why did I feel like this? I no doubt had fears of starting over. I just didn't want a repeat at Forestry Global Inc.

Fuck Jerome.

The thought of him paralyzed me. That's right. All he did was hold me back. Well no more, not today. I was no longer working with him. My time with him had to expire. He wanted a longterm arrangement which I did not sign up for. I had to leave.

I was surprised I stayed so long. Fuck I felt like I wasted my life. All I did at the end of working with Jerome was gain experience. My resume was fatter and weighty too. Plus I left his company in a good place. I had no doubt that he would destroy it all soon. All that hardwork I put in.

Fucking no. I couldn't let that go to waste. I know he would. He didn't fucking care.

And I didn't need him to remind me why I failed my life. I was at different place now. I was mature, wiser and more competent. I was ready to take on anything thrown at me.

I got my game face back on.

I pressed the buzzer for acknowledgement and was rewarded with access.

I entered, taking a deep breath and flashing my brightest smile. I stepped into the brand new world thatbwould soon behold me. I bubbled with warmth, enthusiasm and passion. I had put up a good front just get to get over my nerves -

The nerves that handsome dropdead sexy jogger caused and infuriated in me.

Fuck!

While still in character mode, I was new here. I had to remember that. I sighed.

No one ever has to know how fucked on the inside I am.

The meandering hallway was lined with partions on both sides. Beside each makeshift wall was a pathway and turn inside. Of course behind every partition was a desk and workstation. Everyone was closed off to their own just as I suspected earlier.

As I strolled along, I seemed to be the only one with colour in the monotous apace. I was like a weary traveller with a rainbow trailing behind me. It rained colour on everything in its way. I was an injection and an injection of good positve energy in  a space that need life. I bellowed good morning to everyone I came in contact with. There were, of course, no returns. I did not let their rejection of my mood deter me.

Were they snotty, snobby and uptight? I wouldn't say so. I never judged people off a first impression. But HR teaches you otherwise. That's only because you hunt for the best fit for the job. Culture is a big part of it half the time at least in my opinion. In here for example the culture is a little reserved. Everyone sticks by themselves, confined to their cubicles. They'd only talk to each othet if it's aboslutely necessary, work related. So there's not much room for social interaction unless people are close to each other. Even then the environment is such a big restraint to informal communication.