In his grasp

Who is this?!

The last few weeks of school went by quite quickly. On our last day we all just chilled in lessons as our exams were over. It was so much fun. We would sit on the tables in our groups, having a laugh and a chat, talking about prom and what we were doing over the summer time. We also signed each other’s year books and school shirts. The guys did their usual childish graffiti of t**s and d***s. It was hard when I left the gates that day as I was frightened as to what would become of my life. All I ever knew was lessons and breaks. Who knew what colleges my friends were going to end up in. We swore to each other to have a gathering at least once a month so that we could stay in touch. 

Luckily we had the whole summer before we had to part ways. Bikini’s, beaches, booze, music and parties. Who could wish for more. I had to go and see Joe at his office today as it was his birthday tomorrow and I know he tends to be a busy man and I have to help Molly with planning our big beach party. I got Joe a nice cologne and some chocolates. I even threw in a cheeky blindfold to spice things up. 

“Yes I know and I will... I’ll meet you at yours... okay fine we can sit on the beach and make a day of it but Mols, I really need to go” she was panicking down the phone to me about this party. She wanted everything to be perfect. I was about to enter Joe’s building and I needed to get off the phone. 

“Okay I’ll see you tomorrow” I ended the call and entered the elevator. I held Joe’s presents in my hands and my leg was shaking with nerves. I don’t understand why I was so nervous but he is very intimidating, especially when he is in a bad mood. I didn’t want to anger him by showing up unannounced. 

The doors opened and the receptionist looked up at me. “Hey Cassie” I smiled at her. She smiled back and stood from her desk to greet me. We have become some what civil over the past few weeks. I think she was starting to get use to me and got the fact that I’m actually a nice person. 

“Is he in?” I said walking past her and grabbing the handle to his office. 

“Oh...uh... Lauren!” I opened the door and my jaw dropped to the floor. There was Joe, my Joe, leaning on his desk with a woman sitting on it staring at him flirtatiously. He jumped up and the woman slid off of the desk. 

“Lauren!” He exclaimed. “We uh... don’t have an appointment” he said licking his lips. My eyes narrowed as I felt rage enter my body. I stood there and said nothing, gazing over at this tall, brunette, well kept woman who was flirting with him. 

“This is um... Demi” he nervously said. “Oh who is this Joe?...” she placed her palm on his chest. I felt my heart shoot into my throat. “...is this your little sister?” She patronised. I had to speak and not just stand there gawking at them like an obsessed little girl. 

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know that you had a meeting” I finally managed to say. He looked towards the ground for a second and then looked at me. 

“Listen babe, do you want me to leave you and your sister to talk?” She asked looking at him. Babe? Sister?!  If he doesn’t say something to her in a minute I am going to explode. 

“No please... don’t let me interrupt, I just came to drop this off” I said lifting the bag up. I walked towards the desk and placed it down. I felt my rage turn into sadness as my eyes filled with tears.

“Happy birthday” I said spitefully before turning around and heading towards the door. “Lauren!” He called after me but I ignored him and left. 

The tears rolled down my cheeks as I entered the elevator. Demi? Who was she? I bet she is his w***e or maybe she is his girlfriend and he never told me about her. What if she just liked him and he didn’t want her. But he wouldn’t let her touch him like that. What a mess. At this point I wanted to go home and bury myself in my bed for the next week.