Nas

" I worked overtime that's why I was late " it was the first time he yelled at me . My expression was cold not that I meant it to be it's just , I didn't understand why he was angry . " No one works overtime, Anastasia it's a policy " he said How was I supposed to know when I wasn't told , " I didn't know " I said while avoiding his gaze " How would you know , Anastasia. Stupid " he said and walked away . I've been insulted and called many names but that insult brought bad memories more than any other . It hurt a little but I knew it was because of the memory . Nothing else . I walk up to the room , he wasn't there so I just took my shower and went to the bed to sleep as I was about to close my eyes I felt a liquid pour from my eyes . What is this supposed to be , I grab my phone and typed in ' what causes water to spill from one's eyes ' . The results were peeling onions , no , feeling rage, no , feeling intense emotional… n- , wait was it the insult… no probably the rage . Yes it was rage . ***Alex's pov*** I waited for her in the lobby of the company for 30 mins but she didn't show up , so I sent her a text and decided to leave . I mustn't care too much I waited for hours and it was so late yet she hadn't arrived yet . I was just thinking of calling when I heard the sound of a vehicle, I checked through the window , seeing her come out a car a guy was driving , drove me to the edge . Pun intended. Now I'm in my study thinking maybe I shouldn't have yelled especially when I knew being called 'stupid' was traumatic but another part of me , the leading part , felt she deserved it . I refused to accept it was jealousy because it isn't . I brought out a picture of Ana and I . We were so happy , Why Nas why did you hurt me like this , why did you hurt me to the point that I'm obligated to make you suffer . Why Nas why did you have to do all that , you turned out to be an Anderson indeed .