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"What do you think of yourself?"
He said to me, the most mournful words with his gritting teeth as he will do something to me, insult me here too, and take advantage of my vulnerable state.
"Mr Jensen, I am sorry, I cannot continue doing work in your company, "
I tried so hard to not show him my state of distress, I tried to not let him know that I am nothing just a shred of broken glass, however, my emotions beat me up and I got clustered into his sight.
Tears welled up in my eyes and before I could stop them they commenced floating flawlessly on my skin, making me more vulnerable ahead of him.
He stood tall therein his stiff posture, I was thinking he would leave, but he didn't instead he took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and gave it to me.
"Take this," then he sat beside me, and we fell silent for a couple of moments. I know I didn't expect something like this from him. I know I hate him for whatever he did to me, I hate him for controlling my life, I hate him for making me a joke ahead of the whole media, but for a second, for this whole moment, I wanted to forget everything, and become nothing but a silent creature of my life.
"So do you want to talk about it?" I heard him talking while looking at the floor, I know he couldn't find words to fit in this environment, I know it was hard for him to ask and say anything, but then again I had no choice.
I told him everything, I told him how cruel my life is! I told him I need money to save my mother, I told him she is the only family I have in this world.
He stopped thumping his foot on the floor and fell silent once again until his eyes met with mine.
"I can give you money," he uttered when his eyebrows were haunted in another world. When his lips were curled,
He will give me money and then what? He will make me or my mother his slave! Because as far as I know!
Blake Jensen only know one language that is business, he cannot do anything out of simple courtesy!
"No, I don't want your money," I said while standing up, my feet were cold thrashing my inner side to the floor.
My clothes were wet, my hair was a dump, maybe I was going to collapse soon, my head started roaming in all the directions and before I could do something, it all went black.
***
I was flying high in the sky, or on the land, if that is possible to imagine until a train with full speed started making its way to my side.
"Stop!" I heard myself saying, my eyes opened, and I was not in the hospital anymore, my clothes were not the same, my hair was not flying in all directions, instead, they were in a tight bun.
I was wearing an oversized shirt, almost reaching up to my thighs, it has a familiar smell on it.
Holy shit!
"Thank God you woke up, I need to talk to you, Ashley,"
This is the first time I was called out by my first name from his mouth.
Did he change my clothes? And what the hell is he doing with me? Why the hell I am in his car? Why I am not in the hospital?
I have to do a lot of work, but he ruined everything with his peanut-sized mind!
"Why I am here Mr Jensen in your car and more specifically in your shirt?" I was mad, I will kill him, now and end this troubling forever!
"As I said I have something to offer to you," he uttered with his gritting teeth. Making it clear that whatever he has to say, he was very serious about it!
Then he stopped the car at a vacant road when it was almost midnight, there was no one there except us, we were alone inside a car when he was breathing high, making me madder at him!
Is he going to kill me now? Or will he leave me alone here to let me die in vain, or is he going to insult me again?
"So?" He uttered while sneaking glances at me from the mirror image.
"So what Mr Jensen? If you are going to kill me then do it as soon as possible, because I am all already done with living this life and making no room for myself."
He gave me a look, a look which was clearly demanding me to shut up otherwise he will do something to make me shut!
Then he walked out of his car, ordering me to follow him. In the alone night, I was with a man following him into an empty place.
God, please save me!
He stopped and opened his mouth, his back on my side maybe he was afraid that I will slap him hard on his face!
"Ms Ashley Brooke, I have an offer for you,"
His voice was hard as stone, but for some reason felt an inch of warmness in them.
"And what is it?"
I know at this moment I just want to go to the hospital, and I hate being here, but better we cover this up already, as I am done with him playing games to my mind and my imagination.
"You need money, and I need you,"
What? Has he lost it? What does he even want from me? I am just a broke girl, what is he exactly expecting from me?
"I have a deal for you, for some undesirable reasons I have to make you my fiancee for the next six months and to play this role I will pay you, of course, there will be a contract between us, with all the rules and regulations to make it more professional, so what are your thoughts on it?"
"My thoughts? Have you lost it? You want me to be your fiancee so that you can break up with me in public, just to blemish your figure in the eyes of paparazzi, why you are so constant about paparazzi! And to hell with you and your money! What do you think of yourself? That you can make me do anything by just offering some amount? You know what I was thinking, you are a cold-hearted jerk! But no, you are a fucking monster!"
Before I could go on, talking more shit about him, he covered my mouth from his hand and pushed me, my back was on the car's side and he was hovering his huge finger on my small one.
"Listen to me very carefully Ms Brooke, you don't have any choice, neither do I have so do as I say, you have 24 hours to make your mind,"
And just like that, he vanished into the thin air again.