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“I got rid of Daniel on the phone,” Ami, one of the design girls who is helping out with answering the phones, since that seems to be the only thing that needs to be done at the moment, declares. “Sorry about that. I didn’t realize that he was the guy. He said that he was your friend. I didn’t know…”
“It’s okay.” I shake my head hard and turn away from her so she can’t see the agony in my eyes. “You weren’t to know. Thank you for doing that for me. I just can’t handle him right now.”
Ami rubs my back gently but clearly doesn’t know what to say to me, which is fair enough. I wouldn’t know what to say if I was in her position either, but I wish someone would say something to me. Just to give me some answers or something because right now my head is all over the place. I don’t know where to turn.
“Anyway, I have some work to do.” I take a seat by my computer and act like I’m answering emails. I probably have a very full inbox, but they aren’t messages that I want to see so I am avoiding them for the moment.
“Sure, thank you.” Ami scoots away quickly, leaving me by myself which is exactly where I am in this situation. Sure, I know that this horrible situation has been put on other women as well, but I don’t know any of them and so I don’t have anyone who can relate to me. I don’t have anyone who I can talk to.
Well, maybe I could talk to Daniel about it because much to my surprise the double standards haven’t played out quite as much as I thought they would and he has been getting a lot of shit as well, but I can’t totally let go of the idea that he did this to me in an attempt to sabotage me. Even Eve doesn’t think that’s possible, despite the fact that she doesn’t have anything nice to say about Daniel, she doesn’t think that he did this to me.
But I’m too scared to let him back in. I’m afraid to admit that things might not be as they seem because if I ever go anywhere near Daniel again, I will have to admit that there might be some real feelings there. We couldn’t go back to just screwing around because things like that don’t just happen. We need to go all in and how can I commit to a relationship with both feet at this time. That’s much too terrifying.
“Er, Gemma…” Eve pops her head around the door and looks at me with a shady scared expression. “Sorry to interrupt and I know that you don’t want to hear this, but Daniel is…”
“Daniel.” I roll my eyes. “Didn’t Ami get rid of him on the phone? He’s blocked on my cell phone as well so why doesn’t he get the hint? I don’t understand how the hell I’m going to stop all of this…”
“He isn’t on the phone.” Her tone silences me. She seems totally freaked out. “He’s here.”
“Oh God, what do you mean?” My blood runs ice cold, I feel sick to my stomach. “Here? Like now?”
“Yes. Erm… I tried to get rid of him because I know that you don’t want to see anyone right now, least of all him, but he isn’t going anywhere. He is insisting on just checking in on you to know that you are okay. I don’t know what to do and it doesn’t help that the creepy journalist is still out there. He is having a field day about this. I don’t know what to do about it all. I want to make it all go away but I’m losing control.”
I gulp down trying to get rid of the thick ball of emotion that’s lodged in my throat, but it doesn’t seem to be going anywhere. I rise to my feet and nod like I have this under my control.
“Fine, I will sort it out,” I rasp. “Don’t worry. I will… make this work. I need to get rid of the creepy journalist and Daniel as well. I need to tell him once and for all to get out of here. I need to make him understand.”
Eve grabs on to my hand and she gives me a soft smile. “Do you need me to help you?”
“No, thank you. I can deal with this.” I wish there wasn’t a shaking in my voice. “I think.”
I feel like I am walking towards my doom as I make my way towards the outside of my building, like this could be the end of the world for me, which doesn’t help. But somehow, I keep on going. Somehow, I manage to make it until I see Daniel. That’s the moment I freeze, and I almost tumble hard to the ground. In the corner of my eye I can see the journalist waiting for something to happen, but nothing immediately does.
