The Run Away Love

The Chair

He nods and I start "I am pregnant and was wondering if when I have my baby can I have a short break. I understand if you don't want me to work for you anymore." I say and look down shamefully.

He just chuckles. "Don't worry you can have maternity leave. Can you get started today." He asks and I nod. "Where am I going to work?"

He points to a desk in the far corner. Why do I have to work in front of this beauty every hour of every day. God help me.

I walk over to my desk and sit down in my extremely comfortable chair, it concerns me. "I am sorry to interrupt you but how much it this chair" I ask shyly.

"1 thousand. Why?" I jump out of the chair and run to the door trying to put as much space between me and the expensive chair. I don't want to break it. "Do you possibly have a cheaper chair a real cheaper chair?"

I ask. He shakes his. "Fudge" I mumble under my breath. I walk to the chair and move it to the corner hoping I can't break it by doing that.

Once it is in the corner I sit on the floor and start my work. Mr. Lautner looks at me weirdly. "I don't want to risk breaking it. I can't afford to pay you back if I do." I say and continue.

He gets up and walks towards the chair. He grabs the chair and moves it towards me. I start scooting back and only stop when I am pushed back against the wall.

"Sit in the chair. You won't break it I promise." I shake my head and say "Nu uh" and shake my head again. "Don't make me put you in the chair." He says in a low voice.

I decide to not take any chances and get in the chair. He pushes me untill I am in front my desk.

I sigh then start working once he leaves and goes to his own desk.

The rest of the day went smoothly, suprisingly I didn't break anything and I have gotten tons of compliments on my hair.

As I sit in my desk my phone rings and I stumble for it knowing who it is. I hang up before I even answer knowing he will do anything to find me.

I sit in my seat, I can feel fear take over me and breathing increasing, only because I can't breathe. Mr. Lautner looks at me then starts to get up and I know from experience I can't have anyone near me when I have these.

"S-Stop" I stutter through my heavy breathing. I know how to fix it.

I put a hand on my chest above my heart and focus on the beating of my heart and calm my breathing. About 4 minutes later I am normal.

I look up to see my boss looking worried. I can feel tears prick in my eyes. I run out not wanting anyone seeing me to cry. Once I reach the bathroom I go into a stall and throw up.

Once I finish throwing up I sit on the floor and cry. How am I gonna take car of my baby when I can't even take care of myself.

I sob for a good ten minutes when I run out of tears. I get up flushed the toilet and head to the mirror. I look at my reflection. I look broken and scared, and I am both.

I rinse my mouth out and rinse my face off trying to make my eyes not looks so puffy.

I head back to the office knowing I still look broken and damaged. I open the door and look down and head to my seat.

I sit down carefully hoping nothing breaks and thankfully nothing does. My face still feels stained with tears even though I rinsed it off.

I wipe my face trying to get the feeling off.

I forget about it, not wanting to seem like a freak and get started on my work. I have about an hour of the work day left.

1 hour later

"Mr. Lautner is there work on the weekends?" I ask hoping it is yes. I can't be home alone, every second that passes feels like a second he is closer to me.

He shakes his head and says "No why would there be?" I just sigh and shake my head.

I grab my things and say "See you on Monday, Mr.Lautner." I wave and head out.

I reach my car and fumble with my keys feeling like he will be there when I get back. Once I get in my car I drive off going below the speed limit.

Once I reach my new home, I unlock the door slowly and walk in. I walk in to see nobody.

I sigh in relief and head to the floor. I lay on the floor not having any furniture. My stomach growls so I head to one of my bags. I grab some chips and munch on them knowing I have to go to the store soon. I need more money I don't have enough to go shopping.

I lay some blankets out and lay down.

Hey you guys this is your Author. Sorry this chapter was short. Um how do you like it?

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