Chapter 2: Miles to go…

Over the next couple of months , it was smooth sailing.. The work we got in , was not even remotely complicated…more mind numbing if anything. But of course , when things seem to always be looking up for me I receive a call on my cell…

"Hello…?"

"Jenla listen carefully… I had nothing to do with Tony's private contacts! I can't convince that damn man to wear pants when I'm around , Hardly tell him to hire my kid sister to do code work for his specialized AI."

"….."

" well just thought you needed to know.."

" yea well I still don't believe you .. Nor do I care.. He is out of my hair and everything is fine now.."

"….."

"Why the silence all of a sudden…?!

"…"

" James…? JAMES! What's going on!?"

"…I had nothing to do with this…but He.."

"He…? What James…?"

"He doesn't listen to anyone Jenla..he just doesn't listen.. pause well uh. I got to go now.. Talk to you later.."

Hanging up before I could get another word in, James always did beat around the bush when it came to talking straight to me.. And from the sound of his voice I wasn't too excited to see what was in store for me in the next week..

When I arrived to work on Monday , I could see the figure of someone sitting at my desk. Busting in thought the door I found it was none other than Tony Starks.

"Starks!? What are you doing here?"

"well good morning to you too, I thought I would come in and convince you to have breakfast with me…so uh.. Where are we going? There's this little place over on 7th that has killer…"

"Starks! Even if I wanted to.. Which I don't.. I can't just leave and go out to eat with you! Its 9 in the morning and I just got here so… If you please I have work to do…"

"no you don't…"

Attempting to sit at my desk he grabbed my chair pushing it to the side..

"Starks.. I have things to do… come on"

"No you don't.."

"seriously… stop.."

"I'm telling you right now you don't have anything to do…today"

"Oh really… and how do you know that !?"

"Because I clear all your work for today… so you want to grab your coat and we can start heading down the …"

"what?

Clearing his throat for a moment , he finally stood up handing me a manual. The name Stark enterprises on the label..

"…."

" As of this morning Stark enterprises owns Harrison and Barse Company, so as your new company owner. I will tell you again.. You have nothing to do.. So might as well get a free meal of this huh?

"you got to be kidding me right… tell me this a joke right.. This a joke!?"

Just then Miles walked into my office a cornered look on his face , the manual in his hand. Freezing in his tracks as he saw Tony.

"oh Jenla.. I see you're uh… busy I'll come back.."

"no its fine Miles… Tony was just leaving…"

Looking to him with a pissed look on my face , he got the picture and started to the door.

"yea I was just leaving ,I guess.. I will see you two later.."

As Tony left the room , silence filled the room.. Miles sweet brown eyes looking to me.. As if to sense my anger..

Grabbing my coat I stormed outside, reaching into my bag finding the only thing that could calm me right now.. It had been 6 months since my last cigarette… and now it was time for another. The smooth taste calmed all my senses ,putting me into some kind of trance . With every breath I inhaled the cleansing taste of nicotine… with every other breath I exhaled Tony Starks .. God I hate smoking. It's seriously one fucked up way to solve my problems..

"Jenla..? You're smoking again!?"

Turning my back I saw innocent little Miles standing there.. As always that concern look on his boyish face.

"yea.. Would you rather me Smoke? Or quit?

"I'm guessing Starks just told you.. Huh?

"When I walked into my office and saw the bastard sitting there ,glaring at me… This is bullshit! I bet that's why James called me earlier …. I swear.."

" well all this cant be that bad right, I mean Tony Starks's company has been in Forbes 500 for like the last 50 years.. With Stark's name slapped on the front business should pick up for us…"

"……"

"I can see I am not convincing you…"

Leaning against the balcony with me, Miles bumped his shoulders with me in a playful mood, a sad attempt trying to cheer me up.

"Jenla this place would be nothing without you… and maybe Starks can help us get some better work. I mean come on ,you know these contracts we got now are nothing but a bunch of shit… Hell you could do this whole company's work for a month in a week.. Come on Jenla… you're going to waste in this hellhole.. This could be a good thing for all of us.. Please Jenla reconsider this.. Maybe what Starks did in the past, should stay there.. Sometimes people do grow up.."

Taking another long drag of my cigarette , I blow it in Miles direction . Not noticing that he already left again.. I swear that kid is like a fucking ninja.. Maybe he was right.. perhaps Starks had changed.. maybe he isn't the womanizing ,self -conceded over confident asshole he was in college. But Then again what the fuck does Miles know…