Asshole

"Good morning!" I cheered continuing our morning ritual. He did the same and insisted on walking me there.

"You know I noticed that you have been feeling better being here, am I wrong?"

"No," I quickly answered, I have been feeling more refreshed waking up now. "Even though Rhett is still an ass, I like this place not to mention I like talking to Margaret and you." I finished as we arrived at the dining room. Peur as always waved to me and we split our separate ways. As I was sitting down admiring the view on the table Rhett cleared his throat signaling he heard me calling him an ass, I just smiled and continued picking the food.

Before leaving The man reminded me.

"8pm. Sharp."

I nodded with a mouthful of food.

I looked over the files we went through yesterday, it seemed I didn't have trouble remembering them so I decided I'd tackle others myself. Firstly I looked over the papers and took out the ones I was familiar with adding them to a separate pile then I drew out the pile of people I have never seen, then people I have seen but didn't know what they did and lastly people I didn't know the dates of. With so many piles my whole desk was occupied so I decided to move everything and work from the floor, I laid on the fluffy carpet and continued.

"Alex Nieves- director of Mokola cars; Shaan Bonner- wife Whitney Bonner he's a politician running for mayor of this town; Arun dyer- inventor of the newest and self-called best security system; Aairah Dorsey- date Gianni Ruiz the inventor of twindr." I was repeating and reading them out loud until I heard my bedroom door creak.

It startled me so I got up to check what happened- no one there. I must have been going insane I thought to myself, then heard a beep from my phone, it was my alarm set up for 7.30pm so I would in the worst case scenario not be sleeping again when he walked in.

I just sat on the bed and browsed social media waiting for Rhett. I blocked Kevin from all of my accounts because he wouldn't stop messaging me, almost psychotically asking for forgiveness, saying we should run away together.

When Rhett came in and saw the mess I had created he explained:

"Glad to know you're working but I am not going to work on the floor so quickly get the papers on the desk and let's start."

At first I asked him questions about the people's dates I couldn't find info on, then we continued working on the papers.

"Let's take a break. We've done a lot already, great thing you are familiar with at least some of the people, I guess your parents did at least one thing right, now I will show you a picture of someone and you will tell me everything about them, got it?"

I nodded.

"Kie Easton- date Sherry Donnely he's the cofounder of Gigahol phone's." he just nodded when I answered correctly and showed another picture. "Stefano Aguirre- no date, he's an attorney." Next picture "Caitlyn Allison- no date she's a lawyer." Next picture "Alex Nieves- director of Mokola cars." This continued on for a while. Surprisingly I didn't make mistakes. We continued talking about others until Rhett's phone rang.

"This will be it for today, tomorrow at the same time and if you will continue the great work tomorrow will be the last day."

I just watched him answer the phone and leave. I was ecstatic, on cloud nine; finally I showed him I am more than capable of things. I took my phone and noticed a new message, it was from Mark.

"I heard you're coming to the gala on the weekend, who are you going with?"

I didn't want to reply, there were butterflies in my stomach again, but I didn't want to tell Mark I would be coming with Rhett. There was no point in lying so I just had to rip it off like a bandage.

"Rhett Wolfestern." No response this time, I was hoping he would have said something more but I was left disappointed again.

Today I decided to skip breakfast and spend my day memorizing. I was already not eating enough but I thought one more day wouldn't change much. So I put all the papers back on the fluffy carpet and got back to work.

My study session was interrupted with a knock. I looked at the door and felt delighted seeing Peur coming in.

"Hope I'm not intervening. Just wanted to make sure you're alright, haven't seen you go eat, so I asked Margaret about it and she said you haven't left your room yet. Anyways what I want to say is good morning I brought you breakfast."

I laughed as he walked inside my room.

"Good morning and thank you, you didn't have to do anything for me. I know you have a lot of your own work to accomplish."

I stood up to take the tray of food and sat it on the table.

"Why are you on the floor?" Peur questioned.

I gestured to him to sit on the carpet and he did.

"It's not as bad as I had anticipated." He remarked.

The whole time I was just chuckling to myself, knowing well how weird I must have looked when he opened the door.

"I'm memorizing the people that are coming to the gala. Tough job but I can handle it, I already knew some people and the others aren't that hard."

"Impressive I must admit. That's a lot of papers, how many do you have left?"

I pointed at a small stack closest to me. He took a bunch of papers looked through then and asked:

"Do you need help?"

"You know them?" I wondered.

He verified by nodding and started telling me about each of them.

We finished all of the papers in what felt like minutes. I checked the time, to my shock it was already noon. I jumped up and grabbing Peur's hand tried doing the same to him. He looked at me with frowned brows.

"It's already noon. You have to go to work." I said, still pulling him up."

He wasn't getting up.

"I know no work today. Boss is working from home and there's no one he needs for me to pick up, so we are fine." I plumped back on the floor and rested my head on Peur's shoulder.

"I'm getting tired, let's take a little break."

Peur complied and put the papers in their designated piles.

"You know, we only have a couple more. It would take just a couple minutes, and after that I can escort you for lunch."

I felt really tired, I haven't touched the food Peur brought me either, so I fell asleep.

I heard the door open and jolted awake. I was in my bed. Rhett came in.

"It's 8pm." he stopped and looked at me. "Sleeping again? Well you better have learned all of the names already."

I shook my head and handed him about 7 papers that were left. The man looked through them and started:

"This right here is Marquel Amos…"

"How did I miss Mark?" I mumbled under my breath.

"So you know him? We can skip this?" Rhett looked at me longingly.

"No sorry continue."

"Marquel is the son of Kolington Amos and Hana Amos. Kolington is the CEO of Wetext."

I tried listening closely but my head started to spin, I grabbed onto Rhett's arm swaying. My vision started to darken and blur, I had no energy to ask for help so I just held on to him until everything went black.