Chapter 2 – Introducing Christian Grey
AN: So a new chapter, it is not long and for that I apologize. I do however promise to make the next ones longer and more eventful, so please bear with me!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Fifty Shades of Grey, nor the characters in it, I simply borrow them and put them into my own universe.
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I was jolted awake by a frenzied knock on the door, my head was on the floor, the rest of me as well for that matter, and as a result my neck was killing me! What the hell happened last night? I must have fallen asleep in my office chair, and then sometime during the night I must have fallen out and hit the floor without waking up… Hmm, this is strange, I am usually a light sleeper, but then again, it has been crazy these past few days, and so maybe my body is trying to send me a message. I suddenly remember the knocking at the door, "what?" I ask, rather grumpy. "Sorry boss, I didn`t mean to disturb you, but I think we got a problem", the voice answers and in through the door comes Taylor, my own personal security detail. The look on his face as he sees me sprawled out on the floor, still in my Armani suit and tie and with my hair looking like I have just fallen out of the sky, is priceless. He looks like he is battling a fit of laughter, and losing it I might ad. I take a deep breath, and get to my feet, then I try my best to straighten out my hair and clothes a little while Taylor manages to pull himself together.
"What kind of problem are we talking about, Taylor?" I ask and look him straight in the eyes.
"Well, it seems that your latest ex-girlfriend has taken it upon herself to enlighten the public about some of your, eh, less admirable qualities, Sir" Taylor says looking at the ground while answering my question.
"What do you mean by my less admirable qualities exactly?"
"I am talking about the fact that you sometimes seem to be a bit bipolar, Sir" Taylor is now looking everywhere but at me and his words are getting harder to hear as his voice drops to almost a whisper at the end of the sentence.
"Well Taylor, that might be because every time I think I am going somewhere with the girls I am dating, they go and do something stupid, it is almost like they want to piss me off on purpose, just to see whether or not they can get away with it!" I am almost yelling at the end of the sentence.
"Yes, off course Sir, I apologize for my last comment. However I do think you need to go see Flynn, or at least someone who can help you come to terms with your temper and if I might say so, your tendency to throw away the things that are not perfect in your life."
Hmm, maybe Taylor has a point, but I will not involve Flynn!
"You might be right, but I am not calling Flynn, I am sick of his crap about how none of it is my fault and that I therefore should stop blaming myself and so on and so forth. I think I might pay an old friend of mine a visit…" "We are leaving in one hour Taylor, please make sure that this problem does not get out of hand, and do what you have to do, by all means." Dammit! I knew she was to good to be true, and that I should have made her sign an NDA…