3 YEARS BACK
"What's your last name?" the scary , bulky and handsome looking man sitting opposite me asks ."Jones Jones is my last name" and I am grateful that there is a table between us acting as physical barrier even though its not much ,its enough to keep him from jumping on me or me jumping on him."Miss?" he says like he is waiting for a reply ."I'm sorry, what was the question?" Along with my question on top of his which is clearly annoying him , I serve him with some puppy eyes ,and as expected of him to do he gives me a blank stare . "Were you ever married, was the question and don't ever use those eyes around here ,it doesn't work" ,well that was rude mister tough guy " No" I say , I see him grabbing his pen and ticking off on what I think are the questions he's asking .He looks back up at me and oh my I can feel goosebumps forming.
"Do you have any close relatives that you speak to daily?" he asks, his gaze peircing through me , my first instinct tells me to say yes but there is a voice telling me to say no .
"No" I lie . " Great " hesays getting up and fixing his tux ,he gathers his tools and starts walking towards the door behind me , but he stops right next to me ,still facing the door ,bends slightly just until I can feel his breath on my neck ," You can decieve the men standing on the other side of the one - way mirror opposite you but not me ,So I advise to cut contact with all family members immediatly but that's if you really wanna be here , do you , do you really wanna be here?" He asks ,both my hands are gripping the table helping me keep my balance , as I'm about to give him an answer he says " uh-uh ,don't say a word ,nod if you say yes and ahake your head if no" so I nod ,shivers going down my spine and at this point I'm hoping he doesn't see my very visible goosebumps , he stands up straight and head for the door ," See you in the training room" he says leaving this dark confined room.