Chapter 33
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It was lunch break and since I can't move that well we both decided that it would be better to hold our lunch in Mr. Moore's office especially since he's gone for a lunch meeting.
I almost choked on a piece of bread hearing the question. "I don't know what you are talking about." I said with a wobbly smile trying to be oblivious averting my eyes from hers.
She leaned back on the couch and stretched out her legs. "No need to hide it, the gossip has already spread throughout the whole company like a wild fire." She said taking a sip from her milkshake. "The famous handsome Co-CEO seems to have taken a liking to a mysterious red-headed woman who works at the sales department~" She serenaded it out like she was doing a Shakespeare play.
I hided my face in the palm of my hands letting out an embarrassed groan. "That bad?" I asked, peeking at her through my fingers.
She grins ear to ear like a Cheshire cat having fun with my troubles. "It's comical." She giggles. "Everybody is curious to know who this woman might be. They have already labeled you like a supermodel or some famous actress and the women in our departn the couch and stretched out her legs. "No need to hide it, the gossip has already spread throughout the whole company like a wild fire." She said taking a sip from her milkshake. "The famous handsome Co-CEO seems to have taken a liking to a mysterious red-headed woman who works at the sales department~" She serenaded it out like she was doing a Shakespeare play.
I hided my face in the palm of my hands letting out an embarrassed groan. "That bad?" I asked, peeking at her through my fingers.
She grins ear to ear like a Cheshire cat having fun with my troubles. "It's comical." She giggles. "Everybody is curious to know who this woman might be. They have already labeled you like a supermodel or some famous actress and the women in our department they, well they have been out for blood."
Every time Cher said something I could feel myself shrinking and shrinking away, fearing the world outside this office. "I'm dead, aren't I?" I asked giving a tearful tremulous smile knowing that my end was near.
"You'll be fine." She said waving off my worries. "More importantly." She said in an excited tone as she leaned in closely to my face her eyes twinkling from curiosity. "Are you guys really a thing?"
I flushed red. "No, of course not!" My cracking voice came out shriller than I intended and it only fueled her need to know more.
"But something did happen, didn't it?" She kept on leaning closely as she talked excitedly. I pushed her head away from me and shifted a few inches away from her.
"He only confessed his love to me, but nothing else happened." I mumbled.
"I knew it!" Cher exclaimed happily jumping up looking like she was over the moon. "I've read this type of story so many times on Wattpad, a rich man falling in love with a peasant or poor girl they will go through so many hardships but in the end love concurs all." And there she went, back in to her fantasy world talking so animatedly as she was clasping her hands together with her dreamy eyes pointed towards the sky. I was really happy to see that my friend had got her peppy energy back, but she's draining my energy in exchange for it.
I let out a sigh. "Mind you I am not poor or a peasant, also like I said before nothing else happened a.k.a. I turned him down."
With a crest fallen expression she glanced down at me, mouth agape as her arms falls to her sides . "Why in the world did you do that?"
"I am already in a relationship remember?" I told her, helping her remember about the guy with whom I have been talking with for the past couple months; which was a lie of course to divert her from the other lies that I had made, so why not use it again.
"You mean the guy that you have been talking with?" She asked and sat down next to me again.
I nodded. That guy however was Jack.
'Hmm' Talking about Jack he hasn't been bombarding me with text messages, ever since I went in to Mr. Moore's office which is really strange, because there's no way that he didn't hear what was going on inside. I took out my phone and glanced at it. There were no notifications from him.
'What's going on?' I thought. I prefer him threatening me like he always had done; at least I could calm him down somehow. Him being quiet like this gives me a really a morbid feeling. Something is amiss.
'Should I text him?' The need to know if he was there and if he wasn't mad at all was high. It really started to put me on edge.
"Hey…"Cher puts her hand on top of mine, making me flinch a little bit. She gave me a worried look. "Is it him?" She nodded at my phone.
"Ah…no." I denied, but my thoughts were still going amok worried about my stalker's activity. If he wasn't angry and if he was just doing something that may have caused him to not listen into Mr. Moore's and I's conversation then thank God, but what now if that wasn't the case.
I felt a hand grabbing my hand pulling my thumb away from my mouth.
'Was I biting on my nail again?'
"April it's clear as day that this isn't working with that dude…" Cher said, pointing at my nibbled thumb. "I don't know Mr. Moore and I don't see him often, but when I do I can see that his eyes are always searching for you. Girl that man looks at you like you're the whole damn meal course and I don't blame him." She smirks.
My already rosy cheeks became crimson. "Whatever." I mumbled shyly. "I still won't change my mind."
"But why~?" Cher wined drawing out the 'y'.
I exhaled frustrated leaning back my head. "It's complicated." That's the only thing that I could say, because it was the truth.
Cher raised an eyebrow questionably. "What do you mean?"
I groaned frowning my eyebrows. "Can we just drop this?"
Cher's huffed at my outburst, crossing her arms as she leaned back in to the couch. "I guess we can." She grumbled puffing up her cheeks.
"Great." I too started to grumble as I took a bite of my sandwich. The sauce had reached my tongue, but the taste of it was not registered by my brain as I could feel a slight of heavy ambience between the two of us. It was awkward.
Cher let out something like a sigh and looked at me displaying a sad smile on her face. "I just want you to be happy." The sincerity was clearly heard in her voice, causing a smile to form on my face.
"I know." I smiled. I truly did understand her, but it was still not the right time for it.
A knocking could be heard on the door. Both our heads turned towards it and saw the door being opened by the assistant and behind him was Mr. Moore.
