I can handle it

where and when...

"Get up and get dressed"

Your eyes flutter open the room is empty, dark and cold with a small window with just enough light to see the floor. You do as you told and sit on the edge of the bed. A man comes out of a smaller room he was tall and well built smelled like cigarettes and cheap boozes wore a nice suit tailored to him. He walks toward you lifts your cheek to examine your bruise. "You did good today"

"Really"

"Of course now keep doing your job and maybe I'll be a little more gentle" you look down almost your finger start to twitch. "Anyway I got a job for you". you don't respond your mind is somewhere else somewhere less terrifying.

SLAP*

"ANSWER ME WHEN IM TALKING TO YOU"

you barely feel the pain anymore you body more a rag doll at this point. " Sorry my mistake"

"Now I'm going to repeat myself and this time say it... I have a job for you"

"...where and when"

"Good girl now get up and get your shit together we got some trouble up in the top floor take care of it"

" But-"

" Or I could get another to do it you would want that would you. hurting other people for your own comfort.

"No!... I'll do it"

"Good girl"

PRESENT:

You jolt awake breathing hard in a bed that's not yours. You take a second but you look around and find asprin and water on the bedside table only to realize you have a splitting headache. You here a door open and see a sleepy Spencer walk into the room.

Yawn* "o good your awake"

"Ow why are you yelling"

"I'm not and you have a hangover"

" What happen last night"

" Not much just drink chaos on gacias end and a lovely conversation"

" O shutup ...( Looks down*) DID YOU CHANGE MY CLOTHES ow"

"Well you got vomit all over them and I'm not letting you on my bed in vomit cause I still have to sleep there"

"O darn It missed my real target"

" Who?"

"you" as you say that you jump up from chasing his around the room like you little kids making vomit noises

"O wait Spence I think I'm getting a second chance"

Without watching where you stepped you tripped over his shoes and by some stroke of fate he tried to keep you from falling over but only pull him self over next thing you know your on the bed together with him on top of you. Both your eyes go wide and his cheeks turn red. His big hands by the side of your face. You were in shock but a little turned on.... You sat in silence for what felt like 20minuites but it was only 5 seconds.

"Eh ..umm .....I should ummm get ready for work... hehe... "
You say with a stutter and get up quickly "I ummm...I'll see you at work ..hehe" and try to leave but once agian trip on the same shoes trip and bang in to a wall "huh well that's attractive ok I'm gunna go now byeeeee" and speed walk to the door " O HEY I CLEANED TO VOMIT OUT OF YOUR CAR" not even looking back "thankkksss" and wave goodbye. You close the door only to face plam yourself " stupid stupid stupid fuck your going to hell here we are having a moment's then your clumsy ass trips and then you start thinking about him ripping off you clothes" and then your mind finally comes together. "Wait a minute I'm in different clothes IM IN DIFFERENT CLOTHES HE SAW MY.. O FUCK O GOD" you run to you apartment and start jumping up and down from anger " SHITTTTT FUCK MY ASSHOLE GREAT NOW HE THINKS IM A CRAZY FUCK"