I am so sorry that I have to leave you guys with this chapter. I'm going to disappear for about a week – off to hike the cold mountains of Maine! Wohoo?
Anyway – thanks to everyone who's been voting on the poll! Should I tell you which story is in the lead? I'm pretty sure you all know…
ANYWAY! Here's our lovely Mary Moon trapped in a spiraling pit of despair once again. Crazy how we find this stuff entertaining!
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You know when you just aren't in the mood to deal with all the annoying crap in life and then piles and piles of completely obnoxious and unlucky things fall onto your plate? Welcome to my amazing life.
The entire time I was at work I could only think about the new change I was going to make in my life. If Tyrell and I were going to be serious, this was the new step we would need to take. Letting go of the tight knit bond Harry and I had would be a step towards a happier life. For the both of us.
I was thinking about it so much that when I was correcting one of Penske's papers I replaced the sentence "…the fiends took the tribe leader and dropped him into the freezing ocean," with "… the friends took the tribe leader and dropped him into the freezing ocean,". Everyone laughed at me.
"Hey Mar – what're you doing after work today?" I looked up from the papers in front of me to see Sean standing in the doorway of my cubical, a slightly freaky smile plastered across his face. Why did this man insist on existing?
"Laundry," I replied unenthusiastically. Was I really doing laundry? No. Was I going to do something just as tedious but important? Yes.
"Really? How about you put it off to hang out with me? I can give you some really helpful tips on how to move forward in this business," he smiled a smile that would probably work on all the other girls in this workplace, but it wasn't fooling me.
And helpful tips? Would that be me on my back and him between my legs? Pervert.
"Sorry, I've got a bit more important stuff to do. Maybe some other time?" I asked, watching as his face fell into a glare for a moment. Yes, Mr. Man-Whore, I am saying laundry is more important that your sexual favors. Can I get a "burn"?
"Well, if that's the case, oh well. Hey, can I ask you to go over these few articles I've written? I know you're really busy tonight but I need this back ASAP." There was no humor on his face as he placed three large file folders on my desk, a somewhat triumphant smile brimming his features. Little freaking turd.
"Actually, I'm kind of swamped at the moment-"
"Thanks. Remember, I like the edits in blue pen, not red. You're a doll," he smiled before leaving, a new jump to his step.
How many people were now on my Time To Die list? Three?
Sean Penske was definitely at the top.
I opened the first folder on top to see an article dedicated to the benefits of a healthy, meat-filled diet.
Penske knew I was vegetarian.
The second article was themed on the royal knights in the sixteenth century. Can you say boring?
The third file was gross. It was all about a wet t-shirt contest from last week and how bystanders were arrested for illegal substances. There were pictures of women's boobs.
Little fuck-tard! He knew what he was doing!
Frustrated, I slammed the files down onto my desk and sighed. I was really not up for dealing with this. The man was nearly a decade older than me – did he seriously think he was going to get some?
Guys like Sean were the reason sexual harassment laws were needed. Was it fair to hold sex over a girls head and work her to the core if she refused? No, absolutely not. If Harry ever found out he would-
Actually… If Tyrell ever found out, he would be mad.
… It didn't have the same affect.
I pulled out my mobile, checking for any new text messages. My inbox was completely void of unread messages, which was kind of what I was expecting. My day was going just perfect.
But I'd definitely had enough of Sean. There was a line and he totally crossed it ages ago. It was time for him to get a taste of his own medicine.
I jumped up from behind my desk, grabbed the truck load of papers from on top and sped down the corridor to the head honcho's office. I could see through the clear glass windows that Mrs. Borough was chatting on her phone, her face harsh and demanding. Maybe I should wait…
But Sean deserved it!
With determination I walked up to the front door to the intimidating office, the papers in my hands growing rather heavy, and knocked on the wood paneling. Mrs. Borough looked up from her desk, noticed me standing on the other side of her door and waved with one hand for me to enter. I gulped while grabbing the door knob and swung the door open.
Here we go…
"Mrs. Borough, do you have a moment?" I asked, peeking around the door as she slammed the phone down loudly on the receiver. Her eyes met mine, a slightly impatient look casting across the room but she nodded, beckoning me closer.
"Yes, yes. What is it?" She asked, reorganizing her desk slightly as I moved to sit directly across from her. I should've planned this out better…
"I… um… have a complaint?" I spoke, slightly unsure if I was doing the proper procedure correctly. I was just supposed to tell her, right?
She stopped moving her things around to glance up at me, a new interest coating her features. Oh god…
"And what do you have to complain about, Miss Moon?" She asked, her square glasses sliding down her nose as she stared at me. I gulped again.
"Um… I've been feeling… uncomfortable around one of my co-workers," I spoke, my voice sounding much more professional than I felt.
"Elaborate, please," Mrs. Borough asked, sounding much kinder then I'd ever heard her before.
"Well… erm… I've been noticing Sean, Sean Penske, making a lot of… well… sexual passes at me. I didn't really think much of it until this afternoon. I refused to stay after work with him and he gave me all this work to do because of it. Or… well he didn't actually say that he was giving me all this because I wouldn't stay after but the intent was clear and, I mean-"
"Dear, I understand what you're trying to say," Mrs. Borough nodded, glancing down at the papers in my lap. "What're those?"
"This is the work he just gave me. He said he wanted it back as soon as possible but all of the articles are centered on really passé things. I don't think they'd be very interesting in the paper," I spoke, handing the folders over to her outstretched hand. She took them and read each file, skimming the pages and frowning deeper as she moved from folder to folder. I bit my lip, my stomach flipping.
"Mary, how old are you?" She looked up from the last folder and closed it quickly, turning her full attention to my surprised form. Mrs. Borough had never addressed me by my first name before.
"I'm twenty-three, ma'am," I responded, slightly confused.
"And you've been here for two years, correct?" She asked, folding her hands underneath her chin. I nodded again, wondering where she was going.
Mrs. Borough sighed while picking up the large folders in front of her and dumping them into the small waste bin under her desk. I stared, wide eyed, as she clapped her hands a few times and smiled at me.
"I think it's safe to say that those articles would never have been published. Mary, I've never heard or had a complaint on you the entire time you've been working for this company. I'll take what you're saying very seriously and look into it right away. Thank you, you may go," she nodded towards the door, dismissing me.
That was it?
"Um… thank you, Mrs. Borough," I replied, jumping up and hurrying out of her office. I passed Sean on the way back to my cubical, smiling triumphantly as I realized I was free of work for the rest of the day.
Just wait till Harry hears!
I mean… Just wait till Tyrell hears!
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Alysmiley – Hahaha thank you. I wasn't sure if they boys would seem to OOC in the last chapter, but I threw it all up there anyway. For some reason I like a good screaming chapter. It gets tension flowing! And I'll love you if you kidnap Tom and Danny (well, I'm NOT supposed to say that but as long as you let me in on it we'll keep it our little secret!) Aw, I love you! Thank you lovely =]
Random n' proud – HA! "Harry Judd will not know what hit him." LMFAO – for some reason that cracked me up. My brother is looking at me as if I'm insane. Thank you for that. Now he thinks I'm crazy. (But I wanted to kiss Harry's butt… so that explains it…) Haha and I love how we've discussed yams through reviews. We're too cool. And I love you =] thank you for the awesomely kind words. Your invented word was nice as well!
ArtemisPhantom – Sure you can punch Shana – I'll give you like… SERIOUS money if you ever find out how to. I'd like to be right there with you! And yes, Mary does have quite the mouth on her. I was a tiny bit proud. I LOVE YOU =]
Holly360 – Thank you lovely =] Now we have THREE people in the story not to like. Shana, Tyrell, and Sean. Wohoo! It's a death list! (I shouldn't be applauding that…)
xMcflyxLoverxKatiex – Sounds awesome! You should've jumped in your friend's bag and hitched a ride to Spain! All I've got to do is go to Maine… It's pretty I guess… but not… hot. =[ And no internet! GAH!
CrushedCoppelia – Yes you may call her Moon. Have you heard that song before? New Age Girl by Deadeye Dick? Oh my gosh it makes me laugh sooo hard! I based her character completely off of the girl they describe. And yeah – I was really annoyed that I did that! I think I must've accidentally copy and pasted the lines when I uploaded it. Gah it's still bugs me! I HEART YOU.
McFlYiNgHiGh – Ugh don't even get me started on Twitter's character limit. That's the ONLY downfall to Twitter! SO annoying! Yeah and dude honestly, I think you and me are finally going to have to go on our trip to England – if not to see the country, but to FORCE Danny to show us his tattoo. Maybe it was messed up and looks like a doggy's butt or something. Who knows! We must investigate! And I think Mary needs some female bonding time too – but I haven't added another female character. Maybe in the sequel or something I will. Tom's like her girl-friend though. She'll vent to him =] ANYWAY. Peace lovely!
Tigerlily1221 – Wow that's a really cool thought. She really IS just a big pile of words… you intrigue me. Hahaa and don't the boys understand real love? Come on… it's the FLY boys. Actually… Tom and Harry have pretty much got it covered… and young Douglas is on his way. It's just Danny that cant really get a hold of the concept! Bwhaahah (That was the weirdest typing laugh I've ever written. It feels too strange to backspace…) PEACE!