Page 22 of Fixate


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I frown for him. I know what that’s like. Working with Hoodoo at the moment is not the easiest of things in the world, so I totally get where ‘N’ is coming from.

But I get by. I always do. Knowing I have someone like you I can talk to is helpful. I hope your florist business is thriving in the lead-up to Christmas. You need to send me some pics of the arrangements you create.

I grimace, glancing out the window to the fields of poppy plants and snort. “Yeah, like I can send you a picture of the heroin poppies I grow…don’t think so!Gonna have to go to a florist and take some pictures to send. Not completely ridiculous at all there, Maxxy!” I murmur to myself.

Will you be spending the holidays with the people you love? Your parents aren’t in the picture, but what about close friends or other relatives? Please tell me you won’t be sitting on the sofa eating Twizzlers and drinking Red Bull!

I smirk as I glance at the desk seeing my can of Red Bull and the open package of Twizzlers.

He knows me so well.

I grab a red stick and shove it in my mouth, chewing on the candy treat. Shrugging, I let out a sigh. “At least I’m not on the sofa. I’m working, so it’s not that depressing, is it?” I swallow the sugary treat and keep reading.

And if you are, I need you to get off your ass and call someone right now. I don’t care who it is! You shouldn’t be alone on Christmas.

I roll my eyes. “Bossy asshole.”

Don’t you roll your eyes at me. I know you just did!

I let out a laugh while shaking my head and continue reading.

Seriously, G. Pick up your cell right now and call someone. I don’t want you to be alone. You deserve to be surrounded by a group of people today. Please… for me, let yourself be open. Enjoy Christmas for once, and when you write back, I want to hear all about how you conquered Christmas Day.

You got this, G. I’m so fucking proud of you. I always have been. Now make that call.

Forever yours,

N x

Letting out a heavy exhale, I sink back into my chair. ‘N’ is right. I always hide away and keep to myself because I am too scared to let people in. Because the last time I got close to someone, the last time I let someone become my best friend, I let her take the fall for me in prison, and she did three extra years in jail for somethingIdid.

Then I ghosted her because I couldn’t face her.

I treated Selene so badly.

I don’t ever want to be capable of treating someone like that again.

So to ensure I don’t, I don’t get close to people.

I think it’s why I have never wanted to learn more about ‘N’. If I keep him at a distance, I can never end up hurting him.

It’s safer this way.

What we have is so special. I don’t want to ruin it, even though I would love nothing more than to see who he is.

But I just know, somehow and in some way, I would ruin it.

I would ruin him.

I can’t do that.

So I keep him at arm’s length.

But I will do as he has asked because I owe him that and think he’s right. I spendfartoo much time here at The Plantation, and besides the security guards, I am the only one here so that says something. Everyone else is off enjoying their Christmas, even the soldiers from the Bachelors who I have trained, while I am here,working.

I need to get a life.

But first, I need to vacuum this fucking glitter.

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