Bashing Trinity

BASH

“Fuck!” Dad curses.

I turn around quickly when I realize what they’re doing.

Heat creeps in my cheeks with embarrassment. I can’t believe I’ve just witnessed what Dad and Mom are doing in his office. It isn’t easy to be in this awkward situation. I grip the door handle when I hear my mom giggle.

“Bash, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t be doing it here,” Mom says, laughing.

I stay still.

“We’re not having sex, Bash. You can turn around now,” Dad says who finds everything is okay after their son just caught them almost having sex.

I face them slowly just to make sure they are both dressed because when I entered moments ago, mom’s dress zipped down from her back, and dad’s shirt unbuttoned while they were making out on the desk.

“Can’t you at least lock the door before you start eating each other’s face? Or at least tell me not to come?” I ask annoyingly and amused at the same time.

I can’t believe them doing that with an unlocked door, but I am happy that they’re still in love.

I know they love each other very much. I never hear them fight about a third party involved.

I hope to have a married life like them when I settle down.

“Is that how you call it now, baby Bash? Eating each other’s face?” Mom asks, recoating her lipstick while dad is fixing his tie.

I walk towards them, kissing mom on her cheek and hugging Dad.

“Whatever. Thank god, I’m the one who entered. Or this is not the first time someone caught the both of you doing something here?” I ask, scrutinizing their reactions.

Mom smiles sheepishly.

“Oh, Jesus. Don’t answer that,” I say, raising a hand in surrender.

“Bash, I will let Kiara start her proper job next week. No arguments,” Dad imposes.

“Dad, don’t you think it’s too early for her? She doesn’t have any experience in her new position,” I resist.

“She has proven herself, son. Don’t you think you’re too selfish?” Dad argues.

I know I don’t have the right, and I will end up following his order.

“I’m not selfish, Dad,” I say defensively. “But I want an experienced employee on my team. She’s a fresh grad.”

“So do you,” Dad points out.

“That’s the point. I need a well-experienced because I am an inexperienced too,” I insist.

“You will learn, Bash. And so as she. She graduated cum laude from an exclusive university. Give her a chance, and I trust and believe in her,” Dad says adamantly.

“Why so soon?”

“Why not?”

“Dad.”

“Bash, listen to me, son. You can still talk to her, date her. She’s only a floor away.” I blink repeatedly. I can’t believe Dad is okay with me dating his employee.

“That’s not what I mean,” I say awkwardly.

“Then why are you against my decisions? I already arranged for your masters. You two will go together on Thursdays and Fridays both for your masters. Mondays thru Wednesdays, you both will be at work.”

My mouth hangs open. I sit on the empty chair like I lose my strength.

“Baby Bash, don’t you agree with your dad’s plan?” Mom is squeezing my hand.

I look at her, and I see her green eyes full of concern.

“You will thank me later, son,” Dad says and sits back on his chair.

I manage to nod with a small smile, though deep inside, I am against all of these. I’m a grown man, and I wish he waits for me to do it myself. I am capable of deciding what’s right for me. But too late for that, he plans everything ahead of me.

I walk lazily back to my office. Why this has to happen to me? How can I last for so long when she’s with me every day? Dad thinks that’s what I want? If I follow my heart, that’s exactly what I want, and there’s no way I can run away from this. I just start our friendship, and I’m going to end up ruining it again.

“Bash, you okay?” Trinity asks cautiously.

and suit on, I can still feel the warm touch on me like skin to skin. Everything starts

“Did you have your coffee?” I ask her as I

I’m waiting for

seat in front

have waited.”

“Do you want hot coffee?”

I don’t want hot coffee. You’re way hotter, that I can burn myself just by your touch.

what’s in my head right now. I grab the muffin she offers. Our fingers touch. Shit. Why do I feel this way? I

Bash? Looks like you just lost millions.”

I simply

lap with the muffin still in her

not fired,” I tell her slowly.

being replaced?”

“Because you deserve a position.”

her feet and grins with excitement filling in her wide eyes. What I am not

looks pretty even she’s like eight years old who just receives a new doll.

ask, and I can’t help but smile at her. I am

map the floor, Fourth,” she replies and moves beside me as she wraps

since I came back. My heart is pounding hard. I felt like this before, but this time, it’s a million times stronger.

can smell her. Her warm body awakens my

Bash!” she

thank

takes a few steps away. “You don’t sound

“Like I can stop Dad, Tri,” I reply, annoyed.

I? And you know that’s impossible.

I say with scattered thoughts.

Do you want me to be your assistant for so long?” Trinity demands, sounding pissed.

“Of course not.” I

Panic invades her voice.

be the new

that. That must be her dream position that’s why

“Yes,” I confirm silently.

so excited, and I nod glumly. “Don’t

My belly flips over. Jesus,

a new grad, and I don’t have much experience? But I have proven myself. I graduated with honor. I dedicated and spent most of my time as an intern just

and she looks hurt, and now it’s killing me.

“I will not take that position anymore. If

I feel a pang on my chest.

resign,” She

“Trinity, you will not resign,” I say fiercely.

“I just did, Mr. Hughes!” She moves away to her office adjacent to mine.

Trinity. I am not accepting your resignation. Technically, I am

am not working for you anymore. Expect my resignation on your desk

and I’m so proud of what she becomes. I’m not surprised why Dad chose her to be on my

not do that!”

ignoring me, and

breathing catches. I am more pissed and

She stops abruptly. “What?”

“That’s not what I mean.”

care, Mr. Hughes.”

again.” I

filled with

Her hands are on her hips, glaring

crazy. My eyes fall to her succulent lips, and she suddenly blinks

I might do something that you might not like,” I say calmly

beautiful face, and I hate

Tri,” I say with a hint of pain

it!” She yells.

am still her

tosses her phone inside, and

going?” I ask quickly. Panic grows in the pit of my stomach.

me and just

The last thing I hear is the door

wall before I even

heart aches than the pain on my knuckles. I bump my forehead against the

going to lose

but it does not work that way. I need to talk to

my attention. It’s

“What do you-- what?”

Sebastian Hughes, IV?” My sister’s angry voice is