Who am I to judge?

You don't know me

The silence created in the room was extremely deep and uncomfortable. We just were looking at each other for a long time. Since he finally responded to me "I wouldn't be surprised if you do" He was laughing between words "What do you mean?" I told him. "You thought we were good friends or something like that, just because I acted kind with you. Please, I thought you were smarter" His laugh turned on a rage inside me, but I kept myself under control. "Obviously I'm smarter than you. I don't know you Daniel, and you don't know me, right? That's all. I only got 'The first wrong impression', clearly" he was facing everywhere, except me, all the time.

"However Ella, you won't be here more than a week. You'll see" He told me with pride.

"Stop being immature Daniel. I really don't care about your opinion. And yes, I know you don't want me here" I noticed with his face he wanted to ignore me "Fuck! Would you pay me some attention?" He looked straight to my eyes. His eyes were deep as the ocean, I could see fears, hidden tears and insecurities behind those ocean eyes. "Congrats! You knew" I really hated that fake laugh he made "I don't want someone to work by my side" He stood up, faced me and turned his back with intentions to leave the place.

"Where are you going?" I told him. "What do you think? I'm getting out of here!" He responded me. "I mean, Is it all?" He faced to me "What are you talking about?" He came  nearer to where I was sitting "One hour ago you were the cutest guy with me, now you're treating me like shit" He got silent for some seconds. 

"I just bumped into you, my coffee fell on you and I felt guilty. I didn't know you were the new girl" He lowered his face and faced to me again. 

"So what?! You could be the the person you're being with me now, right?" I told him "And what would be the difference if I was the new girl or not?"

"I didn't know you were the girl which was going to be working with me! I've never wanted to work with someone, and much less you. Just look at you, honestly I acted kind with you because you seemed hot to me, you're hot. I bet that's why Marcus got you this job. Out of it all, you're weak; I bet you don't have the capacity to help me write a fucking song. But maybe, you could be Marcus's bitch and keep this job all the time you want. Is it now an answer for you?" He started to speak louder than before.

The rage inside me grew up, so I couldn't keep it and slapped him on his face as hard I could leaving his cheek getting red "FIRST, YOU WON'T CALL ME BITCH ANYMORE, I KNOW HOW TO HAVE GOOD RESULTS IN A JOB IN A DECENT WAY, I WON'T BE THE SOMEONE'S BITCH, IF THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK!" The only thing he was doing was rubbing his face with his right hand "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?, HUH, ASSHOLE! YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW ME, SO PLEASE CLOSE YOUR MOUTH. IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT, I'LL KEEP THIS JOB ALL THE TIME IT WOULD BE NECESSARY. SO, I'M SORRY, HONEY" I turned my back and took a step to leave the room but he took my left arm strongly and told me "Don't you think it's over?" He whispered to my ear while he was holding my arm stronger every second. "Don't fucking touch me!" I was trying to get my arm free to his hand. "Did you get it?" he dropped my arm free and I got out to the room. I kept myself outside to that room until the guys came, but it was almost an hour later. It was when we started the introduction of our work. We talked about the meaning of the new album; they introduced me in their way to work. Dan and I just were ignoring each other during all the rest of the day. Most of  the time I was with Kyle, Woody and Will. But it was because they stayed by my side.

It was all our journey until 8:00 pm, the day at the studio finished. So, I had to go back home. I was leaving the studio when someone told me "Hey Ella" ad took my arm, it was Kyle "Hey!" I told him.