Phew.
That was too unbearable.
I lean against the basin, looking at myself in the mirror, I groan, looking down as this was making me too worked up.
What's his problem?
I mean, I was okay with being friends, but now, this… what is this?
Neither a friend nor a boss would give me this much anxiety.
I open the tap, the running water lulling my thoughts at bay, I wash my hands and sigh, closing it. I grab the tissue, whipping my hand from my bag, walking out.
I gasp, startled as I stumble back, against the door.
"Shit. You scared me!" I huff, clutching my chest.
I look at him, composing myself, "Uh, what are you doing here? This is the ladies' washroom." I mutter, looking up at the sign to make sure I wasn't the one who was confused this whole time, I sigh, knowing I wasn't, then look back at him.
Why is he looking at me like that?
"Um, boss?"
He sighs, standing straight as he faces me. "Sierra." He calls my name.
Fuck, my heart just skipped.
"Yeah..?" I mumble, walking a step closer as I let the women walk past me in and out, I watch his jaw tick, I frown.
"You okay?"
He pushes his hair back, "What are you doing?" He asks.
"What am I doing?" I question back, now confused.
"You-" He halts, trying to compose himself. "I thought you said you had a man already." He starts, and I stay silent, watching him.
He scoffs, "Why are you silent?"
"I thought you had more to say." I squint my eyes, crossing my arms while I watch him grit his teeth, "I am serious here." He says.
"So am I."
Luthien annoys me in ways I never thought I could get.
"You-" He halts, a group of two women watches us warily, before heading inside the washroom.
In an instance, he grabs me, pulling me away. "Where are you taking me?" I questioned feeling butterflies despite being annoyed at how he was questioning me, particularly with that gaze.
He drags me out onto the backside with lesser people.
"Boss?" I mumble, pulling my hands back.
"Luthien." He hisses, his hands on his hips as he glares at me.
I roll my eyes, "So, what do you want? Get to the point." I snap, pissed.
"Why are you so cozy with him? I thought you had a man." He adds, Now I lost it.
"What are you saying?" I cross my arms, tilting my head.
"Vier." He starts, I raise my brow, daring him to be more vocal with his thoughts, "Why are you so close to him?"
"Why can't I be? He is my friend." I say, gritting my teeth.
"But you have a man!" Luthien snaps, making me flinch. I scoff, possibly more hurt than annoyed. "So? Why does it have anything to do with how I behave with my friends?" I retort back, taking a step closer, mad.
Like hell.
"Do you even hear yourself?" He asks, and I raise my brow. "Yes, I do. And it sounds all okay."
This is seriously too much.
Why does he do this?
Jerk.
"No, it doesn't! Don't you care how your boyfriend must feel seeing you all chummy with a man?" He asks, looking pissed, "So, what does it have to do with you? Are you my boyfriend?" I ask, raising my brow, scoffing.
I frown, watching him and preparing for the next attack, but he stays silent, watching me.
I tilt my head, "What? Cat got your tongue?"
I watch him gulp, pushing his hair back, "Seriously? I thought you also wanted to be a friend, my friend." I start, looking at him in disbelief.
"I-I…did." He mumbles, scratching his neck as he looks away.
"Is that how you see me? Luthien?" I ask, hurt.
I wonder how he sees me.
Because we argue most of the time, and the topic is me. No, my behavior.
Does he think I am cheap?
"No, it's not like that-"
"Enough." I mumble, sighing as I look down then back up at him.
"Sierra…" He mumbles, trying to approach me, but I take a step back.
"Maybe you are right. I am just how you make me… so what?" I look at him, feeling hurt, but I compose myself well, "It's about me, not you."
"No, I didn't mean-"
"Don't… say anything. No more." I mumble, letting out a shaky breath.
"If you care so much about the type of person I am, then… I suppose being friends is futile." I say, shrugging, "Better, you be the boss."
I say, turning around as I walk back, I couldn't walk that far when I felt myself being twirled, I gasp, colliding against his chest.
I gulp, looking up at him, but… he was close, way too close.
No, stupid heart. Stop!
He hates you, don't… beat for him.
"Listen… I am sorry." He starts, I blink my eyes, coming out of the trance, and I pull myself back. I step further back, maintaining distance.
"Don't bother." I start, looking at him. "Unless u wish to see how worse I am." I shrug, shaking my head as I make my way back in, ignoring his calling as I head back.
By the time I reached the table, most of them were already tipsy. Vier looks behind, smiling, "Took you long enough."
I smile, sitting back on the chair, I grab the glass of beer, gulping it down. "Geez, slow down tiger." Vier comments, grabbing the glass, "I suddenly feel like drinking." I mumble, Dean's ear perks up, "Me too!" He chuckles, rushing to the counter.
I feel the heat creep across my body, the beer making me warm.
Just as Dean returns with two glasses of beer, I see Luthien take a seat before me. My annoyance pikes up and I lean against Vier, "Should we really go for karaoke?" I ask, and Amy, who was whining against the desk, jolts up.
"Yup! I wanna sing!" She slurs.
Amelia nods her head, eating the pizza slice.
I look at him, his jaw clenched again. "But you said, you weren't up for it?" Luthien asks, I roll my eyes, "Now I feel like it. Chris, are you joining?" I ask, looking at him while Chris gasps, startled with the sudden attention.
"Uh, no-" He yelps, I raise my brow, "Uh, yes. I want to go." Chris says, nodding his head with enthusiasm.
Dean and Amy suddenly clap their hand, happily.
"You sure?" Vier whispers at me, I nod my head. I smile at him briefly, "Thank you. You are so sweet, Vier." I mumble, adding more sugar to my tone. I bet he will have more fun this way.
I smile as Vier chuckles, then focus on the glass before me. "I grab the glass of beer, looking at him straight in the eye as I drink, the anger bubbling up more and more, fucking jerk. I am a woman, yes, but not cheap!
If he really thinks I am, then I can give him just the show he wants.
I will show him how cheap I can get, ass.