She threw a tantrum
Chapter 15
Drogen was speechless...they were supposed to have s.e.x. to nullify the blood pact, but if no man has touched her before, then this all seems wrong.
"Hey....hey" her voice pulled him out of his trance.
"Ummm...why haven't you been touched yet?" He asked, his tone hesitant.
"I've never been lucky with relationships...so, i just didn't want to risk giving it to someone who didn't deserve it " she replied, her fist clenching as she looked down.
She had only dated two men all her life, and they both turned out to be total jerks. As for intimacy, Kissing them felt like kissing a chicken. She never felt the spark or felt any connection.
"Then what about last night, what if I didn't hold back and did it anyway"
"Last night.....I was drunk so..." She stopped as her heart started racing hard again as the memories flooded in.
"It's alright...I understand" he replied, this woman was innocent, she didn't choose to die or to get stuck with a grim reaper. And he even doubted if she was really in love with him as Bruce said, he wasn't human and no human would want to love him even after knowing his identity.
The car soon arrived at the company and he pulled up in the garage.They both stepped out of the car.
"Thanks for the ride" she said before hurriedly walking into the company, not looking back.
Natasha couldn't describe what she was feeling at that moment...it was like he had become a different person, and she seemed to like him this way, she had been seeing clearer memories of them together, and it only made her feel clearer emotions about him, was she already Falling for him?
She tried several times to muster up the to ask him but at the same time, she didn't want to be disappointed if he said otherwise, because right now, she couldn't keep him off her thoughts, the man in her dream and Drogen was all she thought about, she strongly believed they were the same person.
As soon as she entered the office, Gracie hurried up to her and dragged her out of the office to a more private corner.
"Care to explain yourself? Who was that man from last night?" Gracie asked, her hands crossed.
"Well, it's complicated... sorry I didn't inform you" Natasha apologized
"So, is he really your boyfriend?"
"No, I just asked him to play along"
"That pervert kissed you yesterday!" Gracie remarked, shocked.
"And I didn't resist"
"Because you were drunk. He took..."
"I...I like him" her words cut Gracie short, even Natasha herself was surprised by how easily she said it.
"You what? So does he like you too?" Gracie asked and Natasha nodded
"So it's one sided?" Gracie asked, frowning.
"Yes"
Gracie threw her hands up in frustration. "Unbelievable. He has the nerve to kiss you when he doesn't even like you back? That's it—I'm punching that handsome face of his."
"Chill!" Natasha grabbed her arm, laughing despite herself. "Why do I sense you don't like him?"
Gracie narrowed her eyes. "I don't know… something about him screams danger. He's insanely handsome, but his eyes… they give me the creeps."
Natasha chuckled inwardly. That's because he's a grim reaper, dummy.
"And what do you girls think you're doing instead of working?" Mrs Bronson's voice echoed, her figure towering over them the two friends started at her shoes, then their gaze slowly traveled up to her face, which was obviously mad.
Mrs Bronson was a 6ft lady with a deep manly voice and a trashy temper... everyone was scared of her. Some people even spread rumors that she was a man who transitioned to a woman.
"We....we..." They tried to find words to defend themselves but she cut them off, her voice thunderous.
"Get the fuck out of here and get to work before I stump my heels on your skulls!!" She yelled and they both sprinted to the office, laughing
"Damn, I think she's way more scary than your boyfriend," Gracie said, chuckling.
"That's for sure" Natasha nodded in agreement.
They both soon got to work and the day went on like any other.
During lunch break, Natasha met Johnson again, this time...she had made a firm decision.
"Look, I don't care anymore about clearing up the fucking misunderstanding, don't bother me again otherwise" she raised her fist, threatening to punch him before bringing her hands down.
"Wait, why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"Because I don't give a fuck" she yelled at him, making him flinch from her sudden outburst before walking away...she was done acting like the victim, they could believe what they wanted to believe.
It all happened when she was still in high school, Natasha had a friend named Julian, they weren't best friends, just regular class mates, during the time she was still dating Johnson, she found them both kissing and she confronted them, they had a brief scuffle and julian tried pushing Natasha down the stairs but she was able to evade just in time and julian fell instead which resulted in a serious spine injury that left her crippled for life.
The mother fucking Johnson told everyone that it was Natasha who pushed Julian down the stairs. They all blamed her for ruining someone's life, calling her different names and saying she was evil. Her mother had to pay an insane amount of money for compensation, due to the fact that everyone testified against her. Since then...she lost all her friends, everyone avoided her...and no one was willing to listen to what she tried to say. That's why when Johnson proposed that he would clear up the misunderstanding, she slightly wavered but after the scenario from last night, she was done playing the victim.
As soon as she was done confronting him, she headed back to the office to find someone there waiting for her.
"Are you Natasha?" The man asked
"Yes, and how may I help you?"
"The CEO has requested you to come to his office"
"The CEO... wait Droge....I mean Dante?"
"Please refrain from speaking his name so formally, Mr Lee has requested your presence in his office" the man repeated
"Are you British?" She asked frowning
"No, why?"
"You're really bad at speaking in that accent, so I'll prefer if you stop talking like that" she said, brushing her fingers through her hair, trying to calm her emotions. She needed to relax.
There's nothing wrong with his accent Nat, he's just bad at it. She reminded herself
"What's wrong with the way I talk?" The man asked looking offended
"Can you just speak normally before I loose my mind." Natasha asked, suddenly getting pissed. If only he could just shut the fuck up and let her think properly.
Recalling the events of highschool made her pissed, and now, she was transferring her annoyance to this poor guy.
"Miss, you sound really racist right now, it's rude to make fun of someone's accent "
"Then speak properly damn it!" She yelled, finally loosing it. Since he could take the hint, he could just scram.
That was Natasha for you, she had anger issues and wasn't good at hiding her emotions, all the events of the past few days that she'd been holding in came crashing down like a building.
Dying, then coming back to life, becoming the target of the grim reapers, her fucking ex blackmailing her and reminding her of that horrible memory, her stupid boss molesting her just because she agreed to help Johnson so that he could clear her name, and now this man who was obviously trying to annoy her by not getting the hint.
Everyone turned to look at her as soon as she yelled.
"There she goes again with one of her meltdown, she really needs to work on her temper" one of her colleagues murmured
"Hey Nat, what's wrong?" Gracie asked as she rushed to her side. She knew her friend really well. Someone had definitely pissed her off for her to react like that.
"Nothing" she replied, not looking back as she hurried out of the office, just then...she bumped into someone.
"Hey, are you alright... what's wrong?" Drogen asked as he held her by the shoulder, stoping her from moving forward. She stood still, looking up at him.
He suddenly felt her emotions in a turmoil and knew she wasn't ok. Worried, he rushed down to check on her
"Drogen...I..." She wanted to speak but just ended up hugging him tightly. She felt safe in his arms, her emotions instantly calmed down.
"I'm fine now" she whispered.
"Hey Nat..." Gracie called after her as she rushed out of the office, but stopped midway as she saw Natasha hugging something invisible. Her eyes widened as she tried to make sense of what was going on.
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