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Chapter 8 - Why is this man… nice to me?

I'm at my place, surrounded by a couple of beer cans, pizza and my dead-drunk boss…

..what the fuck happened?!

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"Now… you have to go."

I looked over at him, bewildered. Why the hell is he standing up for me?

But my oh my it feels quite nice.

I try not to form a smirk on my face, I look up at Aiden and find him looking at me guiltily and oh how I wish I still had that knife from yesterday to carve off the stupid look on his stupid face. He made all this happen, this is all his fault and he dares to have that stupid look on his face?

I want to leave this place, I don't want to be here with all these people I don't know, I want to go home and deal with a breakup like a normal person. Even if I hate to admit it what Maria said about listening to sad songs and filling myself up with icecream sounds fucking amazing.

I didn't even realize how much I'd been thinking until I heard Maria scream and walk out, her entourage following her… including Aiden. He hesitates and looks back at me, I glance at the bandaged finger and back at him,

"Bye.." he mouths, he leaves.

Fuck… I still love him, it hurts so much and I still love him. I'm trying to use every cell in my body to prevent myself from crying like a lost child in front of Mr. Ryou again. I look down trying as much as possible to not cry. It doesn't work. I tighten up my fist, trying not to remember everything we did together, this isn't fair,

everything has been taken from me why couldn't you give me this last one…

Why…?

"Are you okay?" Mr Ryou asks.

That question immediately makes everything so much worse.

I burst.

"Nnnhg… n-no." shit I'm crying "Shit, I'm sorry." I cry more. I cover my face with my hand.

He's dead quiet. That makes me hella embarrassed.

Which makes cry louder.

"I'm nnnh- sorry." I gasp wetly. "I-I'll come back w-when I get myself together." I start walking out

"Do you want a hug?" He asks softly. "You don't have to leave, no one judging you, take your time and let it all out."

I don't want his pity, I turn around and face him, he looks uncomfortable but looks at me with a small smile. "I could leave if you want. Just take your time."

"I-I'm sorry." My eyes flooded with tears, "You don't h-have to nngh- do t-this."

"It's fine," he stands up and removes his suit jacket walking up to me, "C'mere.." he pulls me into a hug.

"Nngh.."

"It's okay, let it all out." He puts the jacket over me and rubs my back."

Oh god, why am I liking this?

He continues to rub my back in a somewhat circular motion.

Kinda like what mom used to do.

"…t-thank you.." I mumble quietly, I doubt he barely even heard me-

"You're welcome," he replied softly while caressing my hair.

How intimate for someone who I just met…

I calm down after a few minutes and immediately get back to my senses. I pull back from the hug abruptly, surprising Mr. Ryou.

"I'm sorry sir!" I bow. "That was very uncalled for. I should learn to separate my personal life from my work life, this won't happen again sir."

"Pfft-" he giggled. "It's amazing how quickly you can switch."

I look up at him.

He's gorgeous. Shit.

His face changes immediately to pure shock. "Wow- uh… um your…" he gestures his face, "I'm sorry if this is considered rude, but it would be worse if I didn't say… but your makeup is kinda… wrecked."

My eyes widen. I run out of the office immediately, I'm looking for anything that could be used to look at my reflection. A metal tray that holds magazines and books that star Mr. Ryou. I take out the tray and stare at it, a horrendous beast looking back at me.

"SHIT!"

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"You're okay now..?" He asks as I walk in, looks like he was doing a bit of work while I was gone. It was a bit shocking seeing him work… but he's quite an eye candy. He gives a soft smile.

"What do you say, we go for a drink?"

"What?" I ask "why would you want to drink sir?"

"Well when people have a rough day they drink." He says calmly. "I don't think you'd need me to explain why you would need one."

"Oh…" "thank you" I smile. "That seems nice."

The smile seems to put both be and me in shock. Considering he's seen me cry like a toddler twice I understand why he's surprised.

"No no. Don't stop please" he gestured, "you look pretty when you smile."

That was all it took. To make me immediately fall for this man.