She pulls her hand sharply and wipe her cheek "what do you want!?" She hisses and i just stare at her for a second.
"I'm sorry okay? I ... i just.. i didn't mean it.. i didn't mean what i said " i fumble with my words.
"I've said things too, we're even , now leave me" she says and push the elevator button.
"You didn't say anything not true" i say quietly, she stares at me and i continue "but what i said was out of anger " i put my hand on her upper arm and curse myself for doing that, her skin is so warm and soft .
"we just have to keep our emotions outside of work, and you and i need to communicate more professionally than the way we're communicating now , we'll fight it's okay but we're both adults and we need to.. be careful " i say and, she looks down the step back making my arm fall to my side .
"people need to watch what the say.. words sting, you go get your shit together and i go get mine" she says and the elevator doors open, she steps in and says "I'll see you tomorrow " without looking at me, the doors close and i hit it with my fist. She's overreacting , isn't she?.
The whole way to my home i kept thinking about how vulnerable she was and it was because of me, i didn't think she'd be like this, i thought she might get over with it because she's a devil, but clearly i was wrong. Is she overreacting by that? Or did i cross the line in inappropriate way? . I shake my head and focus on the road. I apologized so why do i still feel guilty? This is longest day I've ever been through.
~Eva
Nothing can describe the humiliation that i feel, i let him yell at me, call me names and see me crying. I groan and pull my face under the pillow, it's just I'm tired.. dad's sickness, the company managing, Lucas the dickiest partner ever and the way he treats me.
That's why i broke down, he doesn't understand anything i say and he has this awful view of me and my life. I try to forget how guilty he looked when he followed me but it might be just looks , and try to forget how he saw me break down like a weak girl, but from now on I'll show him how spioled and emotional i am , i will never show him any kind of emotion and show him how strong and capable i am.
He's right on the other hand ..i did refuse Erick because i don't wanna see him or please my mother although i know that he's great for this job .
I sit up on the bed and let my hair down ..take off my shoes and socks ..i move to the bathroom to take a shower then i come back on bed and stare at my phone . i need to prove him wrong .
I call Belle .
"Miss Leonard ! is everything okay ??" she asks worried .
"yes ,listen belle ..i know you finished work and everything but i need Eric Nittson's file ..can you please email it to me ? " i ask and she stays quite for a second .
"sure Miss , but Mr.Patterson have ordered me to cancel the interview " she says
"i know that ..just send me the file please " .
"yes ma'am " she says and we hang up .i stare up at the dress he bought me that is hanging in front of me .was i overacting today ? no i wasn't ..it was all just too much ..he has no right to yell at me ..the whole company heard him and i can't be any more embarrassed .
After minutes i hear ringing sound on my laptop ..i open it and Belle have sent the file
i start studying the file , he really would be a win for our company and for the business with Patterson's .i was the reason for everything that happened today ..if i only studied the file before refusing it ..but he wasn't supposed to yell at me as well
i pick up the phone to call Belle so i can tell her to call Erick and tell him that the interview is still on but i stop myself ..i need to discuss this with Lucas ..but i seriously don't wanna talk to him right now .

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Broken Aphrodite
RomantizmShe's tough , she's ambitious and she knows exactly what she wants .. But that changes when he comes along . He never planned to be a failure , he wants to be always successful .. But he fails in many things when it comes to her . *Editing the firs...