Chapter 42 Pains

Chapter forty-two
I walk in, passing by Kim as usual. The stares she's still giving me are uncalled for. I have to teach her a lesson sometimes. It's just that, I want to stay out of trouble for now. I don't want to jeopardize my salary. I reed that money.
I walk to my desk and dust everywhere. It seems like no one cleans my place every morning. Maybe, the cleaners are also in it with Kim. I don't even care! I can do whatever on my own.
The telephone vibrates, suddenly jerking me out of my thoughts. Is Dave in the office already? Did he sleep at his office? Why is he so early?
I pick the call nevertheless, "Hello".
"It's Dave. Come to my office now," he says and the phone goes off.
I place the telephone back neatly in its place before walking to the door. I check my wristwatch and it's eight in the morning. I wonder if I'm late. I mean I met lots of workers here even when I came. How come they are so early?
I knock on the door slightly before opening the door. I stare amazingly at Dave. Why does he look different this morning, he looks cute? Or should I say sexy? I walk in and close the door slightly behind me. I must be insane, thinking Dave is cute.
"Don't I deserve a good morning at least," he didn't look at me as he concentrated on what he's writing. Watching him write seems like the coolest thing ever. It looks as though he was born for this, he writes effortlessly and with so much sexiness. Do people look sexy when they write?
"Good morning sir," I say, finally finding my word.
He looks up now, his eyes sparkling. He seems to smile too as his eyes examine me, making me grow small with the scrutiny. I look away and let them fish in his eyes.
"You look gorgeous," he says. Ok, I wasn't expecting that but the moment it came out of his mouth, I can feel a blush appear on my face. I think I'm going insane,", Ok, straight to business. There are some files in the paper box over there, I need you to rearrange them", he says and I whirl to look at the huge paper box. Nice way to start the day's work.
I smile, bending my head slightly as a means of respect before walking to the box. Somehow, I could feel his eyes on me. Why is he staring at me this much? I stop walking and whirl to look at him. He's looking at the papers on his desk now. I sign and start to rearrange.
I finish up and walk towards him again. He looked at me briefly before picking up his telephone," Kim, meet me in my office now".
I raise a brow to understand what he means. He only smiles. He can't even offer me a seat. He's so wicked.
Soon enough, Kim knocked on the door. My legs are already hurting because of having to stand for so long.
"Enter," Dave says and Kim walks in. She looks at me slightly, a bit surprised and happy. Maybe the fool thinks I'm getting sacked. I didn't bring myself here, point of correction. I was rather forced to come here. I don't know why people will think I'm happy here.
"I need you and Jones to go to ' Make a turn Restaurant'. You need to give some documents to "Jakes' Fashion line". We have an appointment with them in less than an hour. You have to be there earlier. Give him the documents and head back here".
Objection my Lord, I wanted to say. Instead, I say," Why can't Kim go alone?"
Dave looks at me now, "You need to get around. That's the work of being my assistant. Since I won't be present, you will represent me with Kim".
Kim looks at me briefly, eyeing me in the process.
I hiss mentally and look away from her. I don't have her time.
"Take one of the company's cars".
What! Does the company have a car?
I look at Kim," I am driving".
Kim glared at me," I am driving miss".
Dave looked at us both," Whatever you do doesn't concern me. Just make sure you deliver the files to Jake himself. Here," he stretches out the file and I dash forward to collect it. If Kim will be holding the car keys, then I need to take control of the file or else Kim would do something stupid. I look beside me at annoying Kim. Dave watched us both for some minutes before stretching the file towards me. He quite understood what I meant. Maybe he's not a dummy after all. I collect the file and smile slyly at Kim, "You should get going now," he says, dismissing us with his wave of the hand.
We both bow slightly before walking out. I don't believe I will be going somewhere with this fool.
I just hope I don't beat the hell out of her. If she does provoke me, I won't hesitate to do just that.
This time, I will personally tell Dave to deduct from my salary.
I don't give a shit!
And I'm going to drive. I don't care what Kim says or does, I am going to drive the car. And that's final!
Kim stops to look at me, "Give me the file".
I look around me, mocking her. I look back at Kim again," Are you referring to me? Come on, get the car keys, and let's move out, "I say and walk out before she would say more.
I wait for a few minutes before she comes out. The girl is even slower. We have an appointment in less than an hour and she's walking so sluggish.
"Give me the file, I'm the secretary and I'm supposed to be the one to give it out"
She's not even ready to give up.
" How about we do it this way? Let's get in the car and drive to the restaurant. It won't be funny if we spend all the hours we have here, arguing. We will both lose our jobs," and I'm not fascinated about it. I didn't want to be here in the first place.
She scoffs and enters the car. I smile with victory and sit on the passenger's seat.
She gives me another annoying look before driving off.
I don't want to think about it and I seriously don't want to think about her.
I can't stop thinking about Dave. I mean, normally, I think about him. He's my boss after all.
I just feel like there's something about him that I should know. Dave and Michael are like day and night, yet Betty is so close to both. I think there's more to it than what I've seen.
Wait for a second! Was Betty Dave's first girlfriend?
And Michael took her from him?
That's not possible, Michael isn't that kind of a person. It doesn't even make any sense.
Perhaps, Betty used to be Michael's girlfriend but they broke up because of Dave. Now, she wants him back but still doesn't want to leave Dave.
Well, that makes a lot of sense. We all know who Dave is.
"Stop being stubborn, you and I know it's your first time," Kim says, suddenly pulling off beside the restaurant.
I ignore her and get out of the car. She rushed to me nevertheless, "Hey! Do you want to ruin this deal?"
I hiss and hit the documents against her chest," Eat it all up and build a castle from it," I say and walk back inside the car.
I don't know why I'm troubling myself, to begin with. I don't even want to work with Dave. So, why should I be fighting Kim over who should run errands for him?
I lay back on the seat and close my eyes.
I'm going to take a short nap while waiting for Kim.
The sudden movement around me makes me open my eyes. I looked at Kim and caught her staring at me as well.
"I'm sure you got a nice sleep," she says sarcastically.
I scoff at her and look away," Just drive and stop whinging."
She hisses, gun the motor of the jeep, and pulls out onto the road.
I stare out into the street. The skies are even bluer and whiter on such a day.
I will have to call Mom when I get home today.
She parks the car and gets down quickly. I scoff and watch her walk away for a while before getting down from the car.
I feel like staying in the car forever, this car feels so peaceful than Dave's office.
I entered the company nevertheless. Kim is already at her post. She's as swift as ever. I hiss at her and walk past her.
I walk past Dave's door, to my mini office. I sit on my chair and relax back.
Wait for a second, where's my purse?
I must have left it in Dave's office the other time.
I sigh and walk to his door again.
I knock once and place my ears against the door. Not anything, just one of the habits I can't let go of easily. I knocked again and no answer came.
I open the door and walk-in.
My heart flew out of my chest at what I'm looking at.
What! Dave is kissing and romancing Betty?
I watch Dave pull out for a while, only to nibble at Betty's ear. Betty let out a soft moan just as Dave's hand found her ass and squeezed it lightly.
This is my first time, maybe that's why my heart won't stop beating. Nevertheless, I couldn't stop myself from looking at it
They kept their romantic position and you could say they didn't even notice there's an intruder.
Dave suddenly takes Betty off the ground and softly places her on the table. He resumes kissing her while his hands desperately let loose the buttons on Betty's shirt gown. I'm forced to turn away quickly, my breathing coming in a rasp.
I rush out of the office and close my eyes instantly. I feel the tears threatening to break loose. I don't know why I suddenly feel so heartbroken. Is it because Betty used to be Michael's girlfriend? And she had threatened me to leave him alone and let him come back to her.
Gosh! Why?
I rushed to the restroom as I couldn't stop the tears.
Why am I crying exactly?
If all this is about Michael, then it wouldn't have hurt so much. It feels as though my heart has been shattered into pieces.
It hurts. It hurts so much here.
Why does it hurt so much?
I close my eyes and force the tears to a stop.
I don't fucking know why I'm so pained and hurt.
I'm just going to pretend I never saw anything.
I wash my face and stare at the mirror.
I can't believe Betty that threatened me to leave Michael is now dating Dave. I bet Dave is just using her for himself.
I take a deep breath before walking out of the restroom.
I forgot to take my purse the other time. Yes but I don't feel like going back there. I might see something else that I don't even want to see.
I take my seat and stare blankly at the laptop.
No matter how much I try, I just can't get the images off my mind. I don't think I will ever forget the way Dave nibbles on Becky's ear or the way he held her. It kept replaying itself that I decided to watch some movies.
The telephone rings suddenly and I jerk up. I look at the telephone for a while until it stops ringing. I don't think I can even dare to face Dave right now after that weird vision.
I must be stupid. I don't know why I'm so worked up.