You would have gotten this chapter the other day, but…
Roommate: "Wanna watch a movie?"
Me: "I don't know, I should really type up this next chapter"
Roommate: "You know you want to." *Goes and picks out the movie Pandorum*
Me to myself: A few minutes won't hurt.
One hour later…
Me: "I need to know what happened!"
*Movie ends and I go to bed, while roommate watches youtube*
Hello, everyone as you can see from the previous note up above I was going to put up this chapter sooner, but my roommate got me sucked into watching Pandorum (If you like psychological scariness in space then I suggest checking it out I will warn you it does get a little gross in some places). Okay enough with that, moving on. First off a few updates on the "behind the scenes" of Perception *hangs head in shame at saying that while laughing at myself*. Bleaky thank you for your concern about the car window, I still has a trash bag to cover the damage but at least I still has my radio. And to AliceHeart247 thumbs up to you for recognizing the Japanese words! Also, just a little fun fact my boyfriend does help me out with the story from research to acting out some scenes. Also (and I know I say this in almost every chapter but…) thank you to everyone for your thoughtful comments they really do make my day, and I hope this chapter makes your day as well. Hope you guys enjoy the chapter! Also; WARNING! SOME STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD!
*jumps behind the barricade once again*
Chapter Eight: First Day
Emi stood outside Erik's door for what felt like ages to her, but in reality it had only been five minutes at the most.
She did nothing but stare at the door, her legs trembled slightly from the nervousness she felt. She almost felt as nervous as the day she first came to the house inquiring about the job that she now had.
Get over yourself, Emi. She ordered of herself, You already met the man. There is no reason to be this nervous.
She stood before the door and continued to look at it without moving a single muscle in her body; the more she stared at the door the smaller she began to feel and began to feel somewhat intimated by the inanimate object.
Maybe I'm not cut out for this. Her weaker side whispered lowly.
Her inner pride shouted, Where is this attitude coming from? You never felt this nervous for any other job you had in the past!
That's right! She agreed with herself. I have worked alongside men who thought little of me, but I proved them wrong. I'll be damned if this man makes me feel like a wilting flower.
Pride had taken over; suddenly the door didn't feel as intimidating as it had before. Emi now saw it as just some object that was obstructing her path.
Emi raised her right arm and knocked on the door, calling out to Erik.
"Erik, it's me, Emily. How are you?"
No reply.
Emi knocked on the door again, "Erik," she raised her voice slightly, "How are you in there?"
She waited a few more minutes, but still no response from Erik.
Third time's a charm.
"Erik," the sound of Emi's knocking and her voice increased, "How are you doing in there?"
Emi exhaled a sigh; she could not help but feel like she had been somewhat cheated on her first day.
He must still be asleep. She assumed while curling her long slender fingers around the door handle.
The very second Emi had opened the door she was assaulted by Erik's sharp tongue.
"Who the hell said you could come in?!"
"Eeeeeek!" Emi shrieked while quickly covering her eyes with both of her hands.
She had just walked in on the middle of Erik getting dressed.
"Gomen'nasai! Gomen'nasai! Gomen'nasai!" She yelled over and over again.
"Get out!" Erik roared.
Emi didn't have to be told twice; she shut her eyes tightly before swiftly removing her hands from her face and using them to slam the door shut between the two them.
Once she was safely back out in the hallway Emi still kept her eyes closed and then proceeded to scold herself.
"Baka!" She screamed at herself as she pounded her head fiercely against the wall. "Baka! Baka! Baka!"
She finally ceased her self inflicted harming when she felt the effects of a headache began to settle across her forehead.
At least he had his trousers on.
Her eyes quickly rounded as she remembered the brief flash she saw of Erik before covering her eyes. When Emi had opened the door she had seen Erik standing by his bedside, his chest bare wearing a pair of black trousers that he had yet to button up. She just barely remembered seeing the pale white shirt that he held in his hands and she had also had seen that he had yet to wrap his black blindfold around his head.
Her cheeks began to grow hot as she remembered the quick encounter and her face turned a deeper shade of crimson than when she had embarrassed herself earlier in front of Nadir.
Using her left hand she covered her eyes quickly and tried to remove the image from her mind. She let her mind wondered to various memories she could think of at the top her mind from sandy beaches, to bright tulip fields, and to the hustle and bustle of the harbors but try as she might Emi could not remove a shirtless Erik from her mind. It seemed as though that image was now branded into her memory bank.
Emi, stop thinking about him! She ordered herself harshly, Stop conjuring up his image you little pervert!
It was of no use; she tried thinking of various images from her memory again and again but all thoughts seemed to lead back to her most recent image of Erik.
"How I am going to face him now?" she groaned turning her back to the wall and sliding down until she came to rest on the cool floor.
She pulled her knees up to her chest and lowered her head, trying to hide away from her own foolishness. Emi had never felt so embarrassed in her entire life.
Ten minutes had passed before the door to Erik's bedroom had opened again. Emi had been wrapped up in her small self loathing party that she did not even hear the door open or even notice Erik's presence until he said to her, "What are you mumbling about?"
Emi's head shot up and she was relieved to see Erik fully dressed as he was the other day when she first met him.
"Nothing." Emily said quickly as she rose to her feet, "Nothing at all."
By the way Erik's face was set with a scowl Emi knew that he did not believe a word she had just told him.
"Sure." Erik said dryly, stretching out the word he spoke.
Well this is going well.
Neither Emi nor Erik spoke a word to each other. They just stood facing each other; Emi looking up at Erik with a jagged, timid smile feeling like a gigantic fool. And Erik looking down directly in to Emi's direction, the scowl never left his face, feeling beyond annoyed with this arrangement that his so called friend Nadir had arranged.
Some friend. Erik thought darkly.
The silence stretched on making Emi's nerves stand on end. She wanted to say something but her mind had seemed to shut down on its own accord in order to safe herself from further embarrassment. She wanted Erik to say something, anything, just to break the roaring silence between them. For a while she thought he wasn't going to say a single word but was quickly relived when he demanded, "Who said you could come in to my room?"
"Sorry," Emi apologized sincerely, "I knocked and called out to you, but you didn't answer."
"So, that gave you the right to enter my room?"
"I didn't know if you were still asleep or not."
"You could have just left me alone."
Emi could feel her ire begin to rise steadily towards Erik. She did not appreciate the way that he was trying to make the entire accident seem like her fault. She had to summon all of her will power to keep her emotions in check; she wanted to get through this small matter as calmly as possible without losing her temper.
"You couldn't have called out to tell me what you were doing?" Emi's voice was cool and even as she spoke. "You could have spared us both the embarrassment."
"You could have spared yourself the embarrassment if you hadn't entered my room without my permission."
"Don't make it seem like it was entirely my fault." she snapped
It was apparent to Emi that the idea of handling the situation calmly was now lost.
Feeling brave she took a few steps closer to Erik, he noticed this and drew himself up to his full height in order to keep her away from him and to intimidate her. The trick did not work, not only that but it angered Emi further that he would use his height to try and frighten her.
Do you think me so weak and timid that I would be scared by your height alone?
"You are also to blame as well," Emi spoke sharply, looking up at Erik. She had now crossed the border and was now in his personal space. "because you were too stupid to even call out to me and say what you were doing."
A low menacing growl escaped from Erik's throat; his jaw clenched in unmistakable rage and a surge of intense anger ran through his veins like an electric current.
"What the hell did you just say?"
Emi stood her ground.
"You heard me." Emi stated boldly, "I know your hearing is not impaired."
"Putain!"
"Kuso yaro!"
Both Emi and Erik stood their ground firmly; Fists tightly clenched at their sides, teeth grinding, and nostrils flaring. They resembled a couple of dogs snarling at each other ready to rip each other apart.
"Listen, girl," Erik growled, "you're wasting your time here, because I don't want or need your help."
With that said Erik turned his back on Emi and retreated to his room, slamming the door with such force that it sounded like a crack of lighting.
Don't you walk away from me!
Emi rushed over to Erik's bedroom door, fuming with rage that he had turned and walked away from her, and with one of her clenched fists she delivered a single punch to the door.
"You listen to me, Erik!" she yelled, "Whether you want my help in any way is entirely your choice, but Nadir hired me to watch over you and that is what I am going to do.
You can piss and moan and bitch about this situation all you want, but like it or not I am not leaving. And that Erik is a promise I swear to you."
And so ends another chapter. Don't worry they will be back in the next chapter. See you in the next chapter, and until then take care everyone!
