LXXVI

LXXVI
I had completely forgotten about the Adam situation by the time I was on board to Miami, and I got even more distracted with Kennedy.
The day Kennedy was at my house and Adam had to pick that time to come and offer his apology was the day I knew I had offended someone up there and the person was having a field day with the mess I had created for myself.
Adam had acted out like a wounded alpha male, even when he must have known that I had no feelings for him. Guys and their ridiculously huge egos.
He had glowered at Kennedy despite Ken being thrice his size. He acted like he was my boyfriend and Ken was actually overstepping his boundaries. Ken had believed him then, he didn't even react when Adam glowered down at him, he even greeted Adam before leaving.
"What the heck was that Adam?"
He grumbled, "what the heck was what?"
"You know what I'm talking about, why the hell would you come into my house and treat my guest the way you like?"
"I wanted to know why he and you would be alone together."
I felt fury crawl up my veins. Adam was nice and all but he was going to ruin everything if he was the type of guy who didn't take no for an answer.
"You have no right whatsoever to treat my guest the way you want because of some unsettled teenage jealousy okay? I'm a grown woman and I can take care of myself. What you did today was totally unacceptable and rude."
He scoffed like I was the one who was delusional.
"What are you going to do? Send me to my room?" He mocked.
I felt the anger bubble inside me, I tried to curb it before it exploded but it was too late.
"Yes! Infact I am sending you back to your room, get out of my apartment Adam. I don't want to see your face."
He looked wounded for a second. Then he quickly covered it up with a sneer. Funny enough I thought the only thing he could do with his facial muscles was smile or laugh. Seeing him all worked up because of anger made me wonder if I only chose to look at one side of a person. Not believing they could show me a completely different side to them.
He walked out the room and slammed the door as he left. I had sagged into the couch, I had not fought with anyone in such a long time that I forgot how draining it can be, most of the time.
By the time I got to work that morning, I saw that I had gotten a co worker. That lifted my spirits, even after thinking the day was already ruined because of Adam.
" Hi, my name is Rhea." The girl with highlights greeted. It was so obvious that it's her first time working in a company like Bavard. We don't wear highlights here. Anyway I left it to rules and regulations committee to handle, I couldn't be bothered.
After showing her the ropes around here, I go to take the schedule for both of us. I was to work two times out if five days, and she was to work three times. Our salaries were the same actually. So yeah I was feeling most wonderful.
"Have you sent me the final list of those who are going on the seminar?" Katie from planning asked me.
I blinked in confusion. While she looked at me in impatient expectation. I had forgotten to check my email this morning, actually in between coming in late and showing Rhea the ropes, I hadn't gotten around to check it yet.
"Wait a second." I smile.
I quickly check my mails and there it was, the compiled list of those going for the seminar in Miami. Usually when I heard of seminars and campaigns I was the first to put down my name. I wanted to do anything to push me up the ladder quicker to get into the creative department.
By habit my name had squeezed into the compiled list. They didn't even ask me. But that was fine, I still haven't gotten into the creative department yet, so it could happen.
I quickly send the file to katie. I didn't want to keep her waiting even more, else I would have read the entire list.
"Done." I force a smile. She just walked away.
"What was that?" Rhea asked coming out of nowhere.
"A seminar." I say as I try to send her a copy of the schedule.
"What's your email address?" I ask not looking at her, for some reason pink highlights offended me. Maybe because I always kept to the dress codes.
"Rhealovesfun@gmail.com"
I snort a little before sending the mail.
"Is it possible that I attend the seminar too? I heard it's in Miami and that place is like tons of fun put together."
I roll my eyes so hard that they touch the back of my head.
"Sure, you can apply through Katie."
"Thanks, you're a peach." I nod.
As I get off the plane and head to find a cab two days after, I wonder if I was crazy. Why did I just give up the remaining part of the seminar just because I was scared of meeting a man.
The cab pulls up in front of my apartment building, which seems totally out of place, but using the bus didn't sit right with me. I was dead tired, if I used the bus, they'd have had to pluck me off the floors of the bus.
I head straight to my apartment and knock, I know for a fact that Mariana was inside. She didn't have plans before I left.
"What the heck are you doing here?" She asked in shock as she pulled the door open.
I push past her into the dingy apartment. I can't believe I missed it.
"What the fuck happened?"
I sigh as I plop into the hard sofas, I didn't know they were hard until I sat on the ones at the hotel.
"Lisa you didn't fuck up your job right?"
I laugh a little.
"No I didn't. I did fuck up though."
She groans a little.
"Alcohol?"
I shake my head quickly, alcohol was how we handled interventions and fuck ups. But that's what caused my problems.
"Oh my god!!! Big news!!" James said barging in.
She took a look at me and her jaw dropped.
"What the fuck? How did you get here??"
I waved it away.
"Big news?"
It was like I snapped back into place,
"Oh yeah, there's a serial killer on the loose."
I face palm.
"It's trueee. Their last kill was in Miami. Close to one Lakeview hotel."
I would have not listened anymore if the name didn't ring in my head.
That's where Kennedy is right now.