The telephone besides me rings, sighing when I see it's line one I answer. "Yes sir?" I don't even bother hiding the annoyance in my voice.
"Before you even ask, I just finished everything you ordered and even ate an apple and yogurt. I'm. Okay." I grit out then end the call.
After yesterday, I swear I want to old Mr Grey back. I woke up this morning in the familiar room I'd been staying in a few days before, a doctor came in and just instructed me to eat me and drink a lot more water to avoid any more blackouts.
Grey insisted I stay home but I arrived just past ten and by one he had a whole f*cking buffet sent to me. I swear I wanted to strangle him, over the hours he would call me and ask if I had finished everything.
Took me over three hours to finish everything, provided he threatened to fire me and now I feel like an overstuffed turkey.
He even took the time to give me the minimum amount of work to do, said something about stress and lack of time or something along those lines.
Thankfully it's Friday today, so I'll have two whole days away from him. Maybe on Monday he'll be back to his old self.
I finish replying to the email I was busy with before my boss interrupted me, the moment I hit send a figure is standing under my doorframe and it doesn't look happy.
"Next time you end a call while I'm talking to you, I won't bother giving you a warning. Now pack your things, Aaron will be driving you home." He instructs, my eyes widen.
"It's only four p.m." I state, shocked. He stares at me.
"That's an order." He turns and leaves before I can protest, slipping a few papers I have to finish I clear up my office and lock up.
Knocking softly against his door, I wait for the 'come in' then enter. He's sitting by his desk, doing work as expected.
"I'm leaving. I just wanted to bid you a good night and weekend." He looks up and nods, my eyes widen slightly.
"Same goes for you. And please, take care of yourself. I can't have you passing out again." My eyes widen even more at the sincerity in his voice.
I almost want to hit myself for snappig at him, "Yes sir. And I apologize for my outburst earlier, I appreciate your concern." Gently closing his door I head downstairs where Aaron awaits me.
*~*~*~*
"You're home early." Lucia notices, I slump in the seat next to her and nod.
"And it's month end so you and I have a date tomorrow." She smiles and continues her homework.
"If you need help just ask." I inform her before getting up and heading to the kitchen.
Lia is on her laptop, sipping on some coffee. "You and I have a date tonight. We are finally catching up." She points out.
"Hi, hello to you to Julia. My day was awfully exhausting but I'm here early, and I would love to have a date with you tonight. After I take a shower and a quick nap."
She stops typing and stares me point blank in the eyes, "Don't think I'm falling for the 'quick nap' sh*t, if you aren't up at seven I'm dousing you with ice water. By the way, I think CPS will be here somewhere next week." I nod and trek upstairs to take the much needed shower.
The moment I touch the bed, I'm out like a light.
*~*~*~*
"You have a lot to tell me, starting with why your boss ordered over sixty dollars worth of Chinese for you." I open the box full of dumplings and take one into my mouth.
Swallowing I look at her, "You're sure you last saw Lucia with Julio downstairs right?" She nods.
"Yes yes now all the details." She grins.
She's going to hate me at the end of this.
"We kissed..."
*~*~*~*
For the next hour or two, I lost count. I was abused, we shared laughs, a few tears were shed and most importantly, I got everything off my chest.
Right now we're just laying with a mink blanket over us, listening to Kiana Ledé and just staring at the ceiling.
"I can't believe you kept all of this from me." Lia breaks the silence.
I hum, "It's been a long half year." I sigh turning to my side, she does the same, her white hair covering part of her face so she pushes it back.
"What are you going to do about Logan?" She asks.
"I'm going to try and find a lawyer for him and take it from there." I shrug, we stare into each other's eyes before a grin spreads over her lips.
No good can come from that.
"Rosaleigh and Xander sitting on a rooftop.
K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes a gala then comes a rainstorm then comes a happily ever after!" She sings, loudly.
I block her mouth and glare at her, she continues though. "If you don't shut up I won't ever tell you anything again." I threaten, she keeps quiet.
I remove my hand from my mouth and sigh, "Now here comes the question I've been dying to ask although I already know the answer."
"Everytime I see you baby I get lost, if I'm dreaming baby please don't wake me up.
Every night I'm with you I fall more in love.
Now I'm laying by your side, everything feels right but since you came along I'm thinking baby you.
Are bringing out a different kind of me." I sing along, to answer her unasked question.
"Love?" She confirms, my eyes widen slightly and my heart skips a beat at the thought of it.
"Maybe not love but I think I like him, like maybe really really like him." I say, she grins making me blush.
I can tell she's holding in a squeal, "Don't you think it's weird?" I ask, thinking about is alright but confessing it feels weird. I mean he is my boss.
I've stopped myself from thinking about it, hiding every sign that may conclude to this but saying all of this out loud to Julia brings everything to my mind.
"No, you can't help who you like and clearly he can't too." She nods towards my phone, which I hadn't noticed has just recieved a message.
The text almost makes me want to laugh and roll my eyes at the same time.
You better have finished everything that arrived. Sweet dreams Rosie.
~XG
I stare at the text a little longer.
Sweet dreams?!
Rosie?!
"He wrote this half asleep." I conclude loudly to myself, I swear Julia's smile gets even bigger.
"Why would you say that?" She asks, I can tell where she's going but I still play along.
"He never calls me 'Rosie' firstly, and he said 'sweet dreams' let alone bid me a goodnight. Either he's drunk or tired, probably the former unless he's about to go into a two day coma." I explain.
We both shuffle under the comforter and her smile never disappears. "Funny how you figured all that out from one text." She mumbles, her eyes drooping close.
I watch her every move, she yawns softly before saying one last thing, "To thine own self be true." Her eyes finally close and then I know that she's in deep sleep.
I turn on my back and stare at the ceiling, the girl just literally quoted Hamlet to me, I know what she's aiming at but I don't trust her judgement for once since we've became friends.
I see this as just a measly crush that will fade away once something goes horribly wrong Turning to my side, this time facing the window I close my eyes. For some reason her quote still stays in my mind, travelling gently to my heart.
To thine own self be true.