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Chapter 8

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Chapter 8 [NOT EDITED]

"Sugar, wake up. I made some chicken soup downstairs. You want some?" I heard Christopher whisper softly in my ear. My eyes blinked open and I winced at the glaring sun that shined through the window.

I didn't want to eat or matter of fact, breathe. I wanted to be left alone, but I knew sooner or later my stomach was going to protest from the lack of food. I sighed in surrender and rolled out the bed with as much enthusiasm as a student getting ready for school.

I looked up to only turn away from the worrisome look in Christophers eyes. "I'm fine". I said before he decided to ask.

He only sighed in response and took a seat next to me, his eyes focused intently on me, but Irefused to look only to find the thing I loathed the most; pity.

"Sugar, don't think I haven't been watching you for the past couple of weeks.. because I have, I just thought you needed time". He huffed a breath and scooched closer to me. "I thought you were going to come to me on your own time, but I guess not".

"Its nothing really. I should have known better.." I shook my head in self-pity. "I should have known better". Christopher didn't even hesitate, he grabbed my hand and forced me to look up into the wide green eyes.

"Will you tell me? I'm not a therapist or anything..but I have ears and I could listen. I promise I'm not the one to judge or anything. And I know we've only knowwn each other for about two weeks but I want to know you better." He swiped a loose piece of heair from my eyes and I felt the tears threathening to spill already." I want to know to real you. Tell me".

"I just..". The lump in my throat was holding me back from telling what was on my heart, but I knew living in this house could only get better if I opened up, and with that realization I took a deep breath and recalled to him moment for moment what happened. I told him of the first time I laid eyes on Jason, I told him how we slept together (staying awaying from details even though he tryed to coax it out of me), I told him about my job and the shock I had when I found out Jason was my boss, and I told him of the cab ride. I explained word for word what Jason told me, he didn't want commitment.

"He didn't want me". I said finally, my voice hoarse from holding back the sobs that wanted to spill out of me. Christopher only embraced and ran his palms up and down my back.

I didn't hug him back.

"Sugar, trying to hold back everything isn't going to help. Sometimes we all need to release and let go of our problems." His voice held so much love and wisdom and it almost made me smile.

Almost.

"I can't believe you already have all this drama in your life and you just got here. I wish you would have told me about this earlier, I could have helped instead of you dealing with this on your own. You have to know, some of these moguls of New York are jerks and you should probably stay away from them from now on."

Stay away? That I could do.

Forget? That I couldn't do. And it was going to be nearly impossible coming from the fact that the man worked with me, and was my boss.

I sighed and gazed at him warily. "Yeah. Yeah, I know." Standing up on shaky legs I glanced down at Christopher. "Is that soup still up for takes?"

***

"So it's your day off, where you wanna go? It could be anywhere you want." Christopher asked, cocking his hip on the counter with a smile.

The chicken soup and a hot shower did wonders to my body and mind. The soup was amazing and there was nothing like standing beneath hot sprinkles to help the nerves and frustration. My body felt sated and all it was in need for, is adrenaline.