14 No Thank You, Mr. Manager Pt.2

I knew I needed money, but that didn't mean I was going to let myself be disrespected. I needed a way out of this situation, so I said still standing, thinking of the least respectful thing to say.

I turned to him, "excuse me, I'll think I'll be leaving."

"Oh Mina, don't be a child," he said.

Maybe he was drunk or on some other substance, but I was done. I began to push my way past the manager, whom was still sitting now. Forcing my way past his knees, he grabbed my hips, pressing me down on his body. Now what?, I thought to myself, as his hold on me tightened. Am I going to have to fight an old man? But… That would be another fine right? And how was I going to make money? I didn't wanna ask my parents.

"Let go of me," I demanded.

Completely ignoring me he began closing in on me, pressing his face into my neck. I could feel his breath on me, he was sniffing my hair, making me want to vomit. With my body trembling in fear, I began pushing him back, and screaming for him to stop.

Lifting up his head, he looked in the eyes and said, "oh, Mina, I know you don't mean to tell me to stop, I mean this is what you wanted. Right?"

"Of course not, I have a boyfriend, you're my boss, someone I respect," I stated loudly, even if half of what I said was a lie.

Placing a hand on my cheek, chuckling he said, "Mina that boyfriend of yours can't do nearly the things that can do for you, and if your worried about marrying your boss, I promise to fire anyone here who talks wrong about you."

I shouted, "marry?!!!" This guy was clearly sick, I didn't want him to be my boyfriend, let alone get married to him.

With a smile on his face, he said, "I knew you would happy?"

"I'm not happy, I don't know what made you think that, but I don't wanna marry you!" I said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I get it Mina, you're young and not ready for marriage yet, but you know, I'm not getting any younger," he said.

He wasn't getting it at all, so I said, "boss, I don't want to have an intimate relationship with you at all!"

Setting me on the booth table, he said, annoyed, "Mina, I'm sure I told you to call me Bruce, but I'll forgive you for now.

Also, Mina, sweetie, what do you mean you don't wanna have an intimate relationship with me." I began to scoot a little further away from him, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"Mina, were you lying to me, I mean you came all dressed up for me, with such revealing clothes, you were practically seducing me. And if I remember correctly you did agree that you would provide me with assurance…," he said trailing off, closing his eyes as if he was watching his deranged memory play across his mind.

Yeah, I needed to get out of here, right now. I quickly began crawling over the booth table, jumping off of it, I ran to the doors. I rather be stuck in the storm than be ravished by this delusional old man. I began pulling on the doors, but they didn't open. I was locked inside with this monster.