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.

feel the warm touch on me like skin to skin. Everything starts to be difficult, and just being with Trinity in this office is torture for me already.

you have your coffee?” I ask her as I sit down.

“No. I’m waiting for you.”

in

“You shouldn’t have

you want hot coffee?”

that I can burn myself

I shake my head. I can’t talk because it might slip what’s in my head right now. I grab the muffin she offers. Our fingers touch. Shit. Why do I feel this way? I take a bite without

going on with you, Bash? Looks like you just lost millions.”

replaced,” I simply say.

the muffin still in

you’re not fired,” I tell her slowly.

being replaced?” she asks

deserve a

with excitement filling in her

eight years old who just receives a new doll.

“Aren’t you gonna ask your position?” I ask, and I can’t help but smile at her. I am happy for her, truly.

don’t care as long as I’m not gonna map the floor, Fourth,” she replies and moves beside me as she wraps her arms around my neck. She presses her face on me like how she did

freeze in my seat. That’s the first time Trinity calls me fourth since I came back. My heart is pounding hard. I felt

warm body

“Thank you, Bash!” she

Tri. Don’t thank me,” I whisper.

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

My stomach churns sickly. “Like I can stop Dad, Tri,”

know that’s impossible. Then, are you not happy for

I

me to be

course not.” I

what’s wrong?” Panic invades

the new financial analyst,” I sigh.

I can see that she’s pleased to hear that. That must be her dream position that’s why she worked hard to prove herself that she belongs to the company.

“Yes,” I confirm silently.

be part of the financial department team? Yes!” She’s so excited, and I nod glumly. “Don’t you

flips over. Jesus,

proven myself. I graduated with honor. I

looks hurt, and now it’s killing me.

us. “I will not take that position anymore. If you want a well experienced, I understand,” she

a pang on my

resign,”

not resign,” I say fiercely.

moves away to her office

I am not accepting your resignation. Technically, I am still your boss, and you

pulls her arm from my grasp. “I am not working for you anymore. Expect my resignation on your desk

woman I’ve ever met, and I’m so proud of what she becomes. I’m not surprised why Dad chose her to be on my team. She has proven herself,

will not do that!”

and I

I am more pissed and terrified of losing her

abruptly. “What?”

“That’s not what

“I don’t care,

“Say that again.” I hiss.

eyes filled with anger. “Or what?”

sexy when she’s mad. Her hands are on her hips,

like crazy. My eyes fall to her succulent lips, and

me, Trinity. I might do something that you might not like,” I say calmly despite

flashes across her beautiful face, and I hate the feeling

Tri,” I say with a hint of

“Forget it!” She yells.

I demand respect. I am still her boss and her best friend.

bag, tosses her phone inside,

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

me and just

“Trinity!” The last thing I hear is the door slamming a moment later.

I even realize it. What have

bump my forehead against the wall in Trinity’s office.

lose her again.

take a deep breath to calm my nerves, but it does not work that way. I need to talk to her.

phone vibrates, diverting my attention.

you--

IV?” My sister’s angry voice is deafening