Simon Is Transferred

POV: Selina
“You don’t have to do this, Lina. You need the doctor, didn’t you?
You need rest, that’s what he said, in case you forgot.” Amara yelled at me as I paced the room, waiting for the cops to pick up. She wasn’t there in his office when he said I had an anxiety attack. If she was there, then she would understand why I need to speak to an officer and get the full report from last night.
Doctor George is right, I need to identify the cause of my panic attack and deal with it. In this case, I need to find out if Martin was anywhere around this vicinity last night. Upon returning home, I decided to contact the police to check if the surveillance footage captured any suspicious individuals lurking around my house yesterday.
Luckily, I was able to speak with the officer that handled my case last night. He assured me that he is still working on my case and he told me there was no strange activity around my house last night. I pleaded and asked him to check a few blocks away from my house, I even hinted at my suspicion. I told him about Martin and his jean and shoe.
But he insisted that my suspicions is not enough to open an investigation on Martin. He said there are many people fitting my description, and it’s not necessarily a bad thing to be dressed in a jean a boot. He was trying to prove to me that if Martin had been the culprit, he would have changed his outfits from last night. He wouldn’t wear the same outfit for me to see today.
Well, that actually made sense. But it was not enough to dispel my thoughts and ease my worries. Nothing he said to me could explain how Martin found out I fell my bathroom. I had him check my initial statement, and I found out I was right. I didn’t tell even the cops about my fall in the bathroom.
I had to hag up when the officer started getting bored with my questions. I guess I’ll never know who my attacker had been or I would have to do my investigations myself. The offices did promise to call me if he finds anything in the surveillance video. I guess I’ll have to patiently wait for his response. Who knows, he might actually find something.
Amara was helping me prepare lunch while I spoke to another officer about my fears and the probability of my attacker returning tonight. He told me an officer will stop by my house to make sure I was not bothered anymore. I was asked to lock all my doors and windows in I’m inside. He then same me to contact him immediately if I encountered any more problems.
I was so nervous and troubles as I spoke these different guys, but I didn’t feel too sick like doctor George said I would if I work so hard. I didn’t feel sick and I didn’t feel ant symptoms of anxiety hangover. I guess it’s because I was receiving so much care from my friend Amara. I don’t think the intruder would have come in if she was around. I’m hoping he doesn’t come back and hurt us both.
I was having my lunch when my phone rang in the bedroom. I picked and found myself speaking with the therapist from Dr George. He gave me the same advise I got from the good doctor. He also advised me not to be alone, for now. He said my file was sent to him and he was informed of my anxiety attacks.
“I strongly advice that you let yourself fall in love with a man you desire. You need a strong man to protect you from any bully or attacker. Your boyfriend would help you pull out of depression before you get affected by it. If you have a man around you that cares about you, this is the perfect time to let him in and let him take care of you.” He advised, sounding so calm and reasonable.
If I had any doubts about Felix, it disappeared the moment I spoke to my therapist. I think this is the sign I’ve been waiting for, this is the advise I’ve been waiting for. Now I know I have to make it up to Felix and apologize for accusing him wrongly last night. He could help me get better, he could protect me.
After the call from the therapist, I brought out my dress that I would be wearing to work today. I chose a beautiful red silicone, off shoulder gown and paired it with my black stilettos. The idea is to get Felix to ask me out to dinner tonight so I can have a private moment with him and apologize.
While I set my clothes on the bed, I got a call from the officer in charge of my case that I’d called earlier. The police officer told me that the surveillance did indeed show a drunk man who had walked into the wrong building on our block. He explained to me that everything will be okay and they will find my attacker soon.
He assured me that there was no need to worry, a payrol car will drive around our block all evening and probably all night. He also advised that I leave police work for the cops and take some time to rest. He did his best to make me feel better. He sent a file to my phone and it was the official explanation from the police and the video of a drunk man wearing a blue jean and black boot like I described.
It seems that are doing their best to see of he is my attacker and their effort and progress dispelled some of my doubts. But I still felt uneasy deep inside. The guy that attacked me didn’t sound drunk, no. He knew exactly what he was doing. And he knew my name, which means that he knows who I am and he wishes to hurt me. The only question in my heart is, Why?
“Why would someone want to hurt me, what did I ever do to him?” I thought within me as I watched the video over and over again to see if I would recognize the drunk man.
You know, I think that Doctor George is also right when he said I needed someone I trust, someone that truly cares about me. I would have mentioned Felix as my boyfriend when he asked, but Felix is his boss too. How do I tell him that I’m in a relationship with our boss?
He would immediately assume that I’m screwing the boss and that is how I got this job in the company. I took the few drugs that I needed to take that afternoon. But I couldn’t sleep like Dr George recommended. I had to report to work because I took only half day off from work and not the whole day.
“You know you don’t need to do this, you can actually call Felix and tell him what the doctor ordered. Or better yet, you can call doctor George and have him call the office on your behalf.” She told me sternly, urging me to stay back and rest.
“And by the way, you did collect the doctors number, didn’t you?
Would you mind sharing his number with me?” she asked, winking at me. I chuckled and called her a whore, teasing her. She helped me get prepared to head to the office. She wouldn’t stop teasing me about my choice of outfit to work.
“You have plans to drive Felix Yeats insane with lust, don’t you?” she teased me as we headed to my car. I dropped her at Martins company where she is currently working as an intern. His standards are almost the same as Felix, but I prefer working for the best in the business and that is why I’m working with FY Glams.
The first thing I noticed when I stepped into the building is the quiet and tense atmosphere. These are so many people in this building and each time I come in here, I am faced with a busy working environment where everyone is busy with work. Some people love chatting and laughing as they work and there are those with the gossips, the ones that cannot keep their mouths shut for a minute.
But today, there is nothing like that in the whole building. Everyone was just minding their workstations, and they all kept mute as if we were in mourning. The first thing that came to my mind was that Mrs Wilson may have been caught stealing from the company and she and her accomplices have been kicked out of the building shamefully.
Dear God!
What am I going to do?
I’m one of her accomplices, I lied to save her ass. So if that is the case, if Mrs. Wilson has been caught stealing from the company, then I’m in trouble too. I could get fired just days after I started working here. What was I thinking when I agreed to cover up for her, why did I even do it?
I didn’t want to take the elevator straight to the last floor, I wanted to find out what is going on and attend to some of my duties before up to my office. Everyone ignored me as if I did not exist. There was no side calls and certainly no abuses and name calling today.