Chapter 6. Broken hearts love more than life.

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My eyes widen in shock. Is he mental, Does he get hallucinations?

" I think you're mist-" I was cut off by this idiot.

Even after my constant struggling he wasn't leaving me. I am damn sure my waist would have been bruised by now.

" Oh, I am mistaken, Really? " he sneered and I closed my eyes in frustration.

OK I had enough now....He is testing my patience and even if I was with someone, It shouldn't matter to him.

" SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP.....Firstly you accuse me that I was with someone and even if I was, why does it matters to you? " I shouted and it seems like this question worked like a magic.

His grip on my waist loosened. Thank God, it felt like in a polluted city I found fresh air. I breathed out in relief. I saw him mumbling something to himself which was not audible to me.

" and may I know with whom did you saw me that you're accusing me of a whore? " I asked, barely able to keep my hurt aside.

" Alaia I didn't mean it like th-" He tried to hold my hands but I showed him my palm, to keep distance between us.

" Tell me the name." I demanded, trying to control my emotions.

It did hurt, when someone questions your character.

" I saw you kissing Jace " He mumbled. Is he kidding me right now? I don't even know any Jace.

" At what time? "

" Around 9 in the morning " he said, fidgeting with his fingers.

" and when did I reach office? " I asked crossing my arms.

Realization dawned upon him. His mouth was hung open and eyes widen in realisation.

" 10 because you were late today. " he said and I looked at him with an over sweet smile.

Exactly! Does he needs gold medal or any reward for this guess? I looked at him with uttermost disappointment and disgust.

" First of all you see someone else kissing anyone and pretend that it's me. Second, you called me a whore for no reason.

" Do you even know about me? The answer is no. You cannot judge anyone's character Mr Ashton Johnson. " I pointed my fingers at his chest.

My anger was at peak. If I would not be bound, his cheeks would have been red by now.

I always heard that he is an arrogant jerk but he did had a good heart but after listening to him today, I think what I thought about him is wrong. Totally wrong. I had decided to not let myself get influenced by others words and form an opinion about him from what I saw. Maybe the people were right.

" Alaia I am sorry. Please forgive m-" He rambled but I cut him off.

" You can not expect someone to forgive you on a sorry. You can't judge anyone's character on a misunderstanding and call them names. " I said and he bowed his head down.

"Mr Johnson, I won't tolerate this type of behavior, I quit this job" I declared, looking at him with daring eyes.

And I don't regret it. My self respect matters to me the most, might be greater than my promise too.

His eyes darted towards me and widened in shock, his lips quivered and he gasped slightly.

" No! you can't do that " he whispered, still shocked.

Oh really?

" Well I can, and I am. You will get the resignation letter by evening " I said and had started to walk away when I felt someone pull me back. Of course Ashton.

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