At work the next day she was secretly thrilled when she received an email from Toby. She hoped it was code for their little adventure last night.
Ms. Flax,
Project cancelled. Further contact concerning it would be unnecessary and unwelcome.
Toby Flenderson, HR
Holly read it a dozen times before something snapped. All of the passion, all of the lust, all of the longing, all of the secrets, needed to come out and it came out in a fit of fury. How could he do this to her? She'd come to want-no-need him, and he just cast her aside like she was nothing? He-Toby, who should have been grateful she even looked his way, was throwing HER away?
Before anyone could stop her she furiously grabbed the one reminder of Toby, that damn computer, and smashed it to the floor. With her right hand she cleared her desk of everything, including her cup of hot coffee, and threw them to the floor as well. She didn't care; this was once Toby's desk and he treated her like trash so she might as well do the same to his belongings.
"Holly," Toby ran over to her while Kelly and Ryan stared. Jim ran to get Michael.
"No," she screamed. "Stay away from me. I hate you. Michael was right about you. He was right," she repeated.
Michael ran out to his fiancée. "Holly what's wrong? Did this freak show do something to you?"
The whole office grew quiet as they awaited her response.
"No, Michael. Toby's a nobody," Holly responded quietly. "I need to take a personal leave of absence. You can tell HQ to deduct the damages from my last check."
She approached Michael, kissed him as hard as she could, then walked out the door, leaving a trail of disbelievers behind her.
