Wrong Number

I gasped and let go of Cole's penis. Rebecca's eyes followed the motion and her mouth dropped open. My hands flew up to my mouth with their own mind at work.

"What is going on in here?" She crossed her arms across her chest and did her stylish cat walk towards us.

"This is not what it seems like, I promise." I gasped, hoping to protect Chad from getting in trouble with Rebecca because of me. That was the last thing on my mind. It was not even a part of anything on mind.

"It was an unconscious action, I-" I trailed off and turned to look at Chad to see if he had anything to say to defend himself, and I. He looked blank, not phased even. He wasn't making any moves to correct things. He only stood there, looking as emotionless as he always did.

Rebecca stopped right in front of me. I stepped back a few inches, gulping as I so did. I expected her to give me some sort of breathing space and then yell my head off. Her action took me by surprise, not expected at all. She raised her hand and hit me hard across the face.

I stood still in shock, my hands having gone against my volition to feel my face. It felt warm and it seemed like that part of my face was vibrating.

"Rebecca!" Chad's voice held as much astonishment as I thought I felt. He could not hide the grief in his voice as he stepped in between us and stared down at her like she had suddenly sprouted a new head. He seemed angered. I knew Chad constantly got his anger because of me but never had I witnessed him angry on my behalf.

"How could you? Why would you even think it right to hit her?" He slightly raised his voice.

The heat of uncomfortability grew in me and all of a sudden, I felt myself seeming choked just by standing there and so without warning, my legs carried themselves out of there on full speed and without pausing to look back for a second, I was on my way back home.

*

Waking up the next morning seemed like such hard work. I found it stressful and unnecessary. Low key, I'd hoped for a sleep never to wake up. I scoffed at my phone lying beside me and lazily picked it up. I went through my email to see if there was anything left to edit on what Chad had requested. I already had edited both files before going over to his place the day before.

I groaned and reluctantly hit the share button. I knew staying in bed would change nothing and so I stood up and decided to get ready for work. Events of last night kept on playing in my head and I wondered if there was a way I could get it to evacuate my memory.

left cheek had a red line

today. My face burned from the intense slap

the bathroom and dried myself

had missed two calls from Tom by the time I was out and ready. I picked my phone up and texted

my phone began to ring.

He called, his voice was obviously laced with deep excitement and I only rolled my eyes whilst I placed my phone between my ear and shoulder and then walked towards the mirror.

head at my image and then left the bedroom to put an ice pack over it, certain that not using one

what major shit happened to me today?" He continued to speak like I was particularly interested.

opened the refrigerator and pulled out an ice pack and a tiny milk box.

up pretty early, nightmare driven. I knew I had nothing else to do and so I reluctantly got ready to leave

my mirror, I put my phone on

knew I should have gotten a new concealer, six months ago when I ran out. I scoffed and added a little more than extra foundation on

then, he asked me to be his personal help, how fucking exciting is that?!" That was Tom. I had

news." I gulped. I put a bit of red blush on both sides

like time that could not be measured, I finally made my way out of there, hanging up on Tom, knowing

*

night. I didn't know

my support. Unconsciously, I tucked a bit of my hair behind my ear in reaction to the thought. Was I blushing?

knew I could not hide in there forever. I decided to begin the day's work by going into his

schedule for their today's appointment. My eyes widened when I

question that decision, instead I sent a cancellation