Chapter 9- Blast from the past

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It’s been two weeks since anyone has seen him, I wonder how he is, I’m worried actually does he eat or sleep?, I decide I’m going to clean his office or open some curtains his office is so dull, just as I swing open the door and pull the large curtain apart I hear a groan, I think my heart has stopped, the fucker is laying on his couch with his hand over his eyes. I rush to him as I lean down to ask him if he is okay , but honestly I think I got my answers as I lean a little to close he hasn’t shaved or showed I think , he smells like alcohol ! That it, he needs to get a grip on life now I’m pretty sure his poor mum is rolling in her grave by the sight of her son, I know he acknowledge me but chooses to ignore me so I take a bottle of ice water from his cooler n throw the water on him, within seconds he shout “WHAT THE FUCK ARI” yes his coming back slowly and wait did he just call me Ari…. I hold out my hands to him as a way of asking him to take them , he looks lost at this gesture but what the hell someone has to help Mr money bags , he finally puts  out one of his large hands on mine and I used both my hands and all my strength as I pull him up and walk into his office bathroom with him following , still holding his hand I turn the shower on , he stand like the idiot he is, just staring at me , yes if a normal person saw this they would think he never knew what water was .

I start to undo his buttons, and move along to his jeans his hands stop me, he barely whisper’s “Why” I’m so confused that I ask what do you mean why? Aaron takes is time even with the water streaming up the room, “Why are you doing this, being here? I certainly don’t deserve this” I look at him “I’m doing this because you need someone too, right now don’t fight me please just let me in, oh and yes im just awesome like that” I smile at him. He nods I feel my heart doing a happy dance he actually is listening. I walk out knowing he will be okay; I think he needs some coffee and breakfast. As I balance the tray on my hand I struggle opening the door as it gets pulled open revealing a nicely shaved and showered Mr money bags , I walk in and place the breakfast on the little table by the couch as I motion for him to sit . I take a seat next to him, he doesn’t say anything at first but I can feel he wants to, he hesitates but finally says “Arianne I’m not a breakfast person, there’s so much of food here, half of the stuff here isn’t even on the menu” I know I tell him “you look like you need to eat and yes I cooked most of the stuff myself, I didn’t know what you enjoyed so tried what I knew to make” His shocked ,I have no idea why, “You made me breakfast! No one has before expect my mum or nanny, thank you but you have to join me” I agree I’m good with that I love food and I love breakfast.

After our silence breakfast I clear our table, it seems things will get better slowly, and I know that I’m in trouble today a line was crossed, I don’t know if I’ll ever admit it to anyone else but I think Aaron Berg is slowly creeping into my heart deeper than he should.I like to be near him I want to take care of him but his still a closed book and only God knows why . It’s the last Friday of the month which is usually jam pack , there are bodies everywhere some of the clothes the woman in here wear should be illegal , like didn’t they like to leave even a little to the mind . I’m busy serving a customer when I see a gorgeous blond hair lady ask Bella were Aaron is , she doesn’t look like a model but she is a looker she even seem sweet n polite just by hearing how she speaks , maybe she’s a cousin or something .

After the crowd dies down a little Ash comes out of Aaron office's with a “fuck off” look, she just barks out take him and his guest some coffee and bottle water. OH K... I carry the coffee and water into Ethan’s office when I push the door opened I think my heart has fucking stopped, I suddenly feel like I’m going to throw up by the sight in front of me ,Aaron has the same girl from earlier plastered against the wall I swear I would call him raping her mouth with all those sounds coming from her , well I guess she is not a cousin , i can’t take this anymore within seconds I  bang the tray on the table, they break their make out session, as he looks at me , I look him in the eyes for a second as I mumble “sorry” and basically run out of his office .

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