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Caroline woke up extra early the following Monday morning. She wanted to impress her boss with her timing, and she was dressed for success. She had attempted to curl her hair, but decided to scrunch it instead. She carefully applied thick black mascara and charcoal eyeliner. Her cheetah gold-brown eyeshadow matched her eye color. She had on an office suit that exposed cleavage, a short mini skirt, and her thigh high, black, high heal boots and fishnets matching perfectly. She was so ready for Darcy.
Caroline walked into her building, it felt good to have people staring at you. As she rode in the elevator, she glanced at her watch. "Eight o'clock" it read, she smiled at it, she was exactly on time. With the familiar ding as the elevator opened, she stepped on to her floor, stalking right up to Will Darcy's office. She knocked softly three times.
"What?" Will called out, in boredom. Caroline walked in, Darcy didn't even look up from his writing.
"You're late." he snapped. Caroline, confused, glanced at her watch.
"It's a minute passed." she replied, frowning. Darcy looked up.
"Yeah, which makes you late." he spat, but when he took in the sight of her, his eyes widened. Caroline smiled to herself, her plan for impressing him had worked.
"Caroline." he made a worried tone, glancing at her frizzy scrunched up hair."Who tried to rape you this morning?" he asked. Whoops, her plan just backfired.
"But sir, my hair, it's scrunched." Caroline's bottom lip started to quiver, she blinked back the hot, embarrassed tears.
"And never dress like a prostitute to work again, got it?" he added. Caroline exploded.
"Why do you always act like this? Huh? Why do you always treat me like dirt? Huh Will? Huh?" she yelled a tear rolled down her cheek. Darcy stared at her, as if he couldn't understand what she was talking about.
"Excuse me?" he ventured."Miss Bingley are you alright?" he asked her.
"No! I'm not, Will, I'm so totally not." she cried.
"Mr. Darcy to you." he blurted.
"This is ridiculous! You let everyone else call you Will! It's not fair! You're always such a jerk to me! Well I'm tired of it! Do you hear me? I'm pissed off! Everything I do is wrong to you! You are just so cruel and so arrogant!" Darcy blinked and stared at her some more. Caroline had officially gone crazy. It freaked him out, but he still managed to keep his dark, cold, and intimidating posture.
"Caroline, you'd better get your act together or I'll have you fired, dammit." he growled.
"You know what? You're such a jerk, you're just afraid to be nice to me, I really like you but you..." Caroline clasped a hand over her mouth, she could not believe that she just said that.
"Excuse me?" he grunted, stepping away from her.
"Scary isn't she?" a voice said behind them. Caroline froze, recognizing her brother's voice, she wondered how much of that had he heard. They turned to find him leaning in the doorway, a khaki manila folder under his arm, he walked over to Will, who stood stunned, as was she.
"Bingley! Your sister's crazy." Will Darcy whispered.
"Crazy for Caroline or crazy for normal people?" Charlie said sarcastically, handing him the thick folder.
"Charlie, I swear if you weren't my best friend I would have fired you long ago." Darcy informed, his hands fiddling nervously behind his back.
"Whatever." Charlie muttered, rolling his eyes. "Don't worry losers, your dirty little secret is safe with me." Charlie teased.
"W...what s..secret?" Caroline blabbed. Charlie gave her a look.
"Do you think I'm that stupid Caroline? Honestly!" he gloated in an exasperated tone."It's so obvious that Darcy despises you."
"That is not true." Will replied. Caroline beamed.
"Tssk. I know that you two are not really together." Charles spat. Darcy jammed his hands into his Armani pockets and took a step forward.
"You know what? Fine. I admit, we're not together, we never were." Will Darcy confessed, his expression blank, Caroline's expression was a cross between a scowl and a sneer...a snowl?
"No!" Charlie pretended to look shocked his hand covering his mouth, brown eyes wide, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Will smirked.
"Get back to work." he said, pointing toward the door. Charlie turned to look at it, then he looked back at Darcy.
"But you kissed her, I hope you brushed your teeth after that, I mean, that's disgusting, man." Charlie responded, his mouth and eyebrows twisted into a disgusted frown.
"Hello! I'm still here." Caroline whined, her mouth hanging open, unable to believe that her brother could be so mean. Darcy glanced at her and smirked.
"Bingley get lost." Will commanded. Charlie raised an eyebrow.
"Keep your boxers on Fitzie, sheesh." Charlie teased, walking out of Will's office. When he was gone, Darcy closed the door again, and turned his attention to Caroline. When Caroline gazed at Darcy piercing green eyes, she saw a deadly look reflecting back at her. She paled, and her ridiculous boldness a moment before seeped out of her.
"Caroline...er...Ms. Bingley." he began, crossing his arms."If you ever speak to me this way again, you will be looking for a new job, understood?" he asked her, as she was twirling her black pearl necklace nervously around her fingers. She swallowed hard.
"Yessir, it's just, I believe I deserve your respect." she ventured. Mistake. Darcy snorted.
"Oh? What makes you think that?" Will replied, an amused smile playing across his lips.
"But you're always so mean, and you always treat me like dirt, and.." she trailed off. Will was rolling his eyes, he was bored of listening to her.
"Get out." he grunted. He watched her go, Caroline trying to hold back her salty tears, he sighed, he realized that he knew she was right.
Ooooh, drama. LOL. Thanks for reading, review please, I LOVE your reviews. :) Bye!