'' And wear the hell were you?'' Malcome asked angrely, watching as Rachel walked in the door of the gym the next morning. She was clad in grey sweat pants, and a tight black sweater with a white tank top underneith.
'' I was out late at the hospital.'' She mumbled, putting down her workout bag with a grunt.
'' Doing what?''
'' Jorden's in the hospital.''
'' So?'' Rachel was silent. What she would do for a drink right now. '' The next time your late I'll break your arm, you hear me?'' Nodding slowly, she headed for the treadmill.
'' Okay Malcome, I'll be on time.''
'' Good.'' He said, nodding in aproval and walking back to his desk. '' You've got a movie premier with Richard tommorro night at 8. Then, after you watch the movie, you've gotta be at Kori's cherity benifit. Thursday you've got a interview for a movie with Roy and then Friday I want you to be in hear for at least 3 hours. Your gaining some unnessisary weight. Do I make myself clear?''
Biting her lip, Rachel nodded. God, did she ever fucking hate this guy. Why doesn't he run for 25 minutes everyday for the next three months to lose some of his 'unnessesary weight'? He's gained some meat from all the time he's stayed home banging some brod he met at the mall.
'' What do I have to do today?'' Rachel asked, licking her chapped lips.
'' Nothing, so you can go fuck off with the whore in the hospital for all I care.''
'' Why do you call her that? She has a name.'' Rachel mumbled, starting to run her daily run.
'' Because thats exactly what she is.''
There was a silence that filled the room. Awkward and full of tension. Untill Rachel's cell phone gave a shrill ring.
'' Hello?...'' She answered after a minute, still keeping up her pace on the tredmill. '' Are you fucking kidding me?... is she okay?... okay then... but... i'll be there as soon as I can.'' Hanging up, she slowed the tredmill. '' That was Victor.''
'' And?'' Malcome asked, flipping threw his magazine.
'' Jorden had a nightmare, and shes crying histarically.''
'' And?'' He asked again. Rachel scowled at him, wanting to kick him in the teeth.
'' I'm going to see her in 20 minutes.''
'' That whore doesn't deserve your attention.'' Rachel glared and stomped her foot angrely.
'' Malcome, would you stop calling Jorden that!'' Rachel exclaimed, turning off the tredmill and walking over anrely to her bag. '' I can't take this anymore Malcome! Jorden is one of my close friends and you shouldn't be putting her down all the time!''
'' And were the fuck do you think your going?'' Malcome called, standing up angrely.
'' Away from you.'' Rchel yelled, walking right past him.
'' Get back hear right now!''
'' Fuck off!'' Rachel yelled back, slambing the door with a load 'bang!' Not skipping a beat Malcome stormed off after her.
'' Get back, now!'' He yelled.
'' I'm tired of this shit Malcome!'' Started Rachel. '' You bitch and complain and boss me around! I'm tired of the abuse! Not just the emotional abuse but the physical! I'm tired of hiding the bruises and...'' Rachel smiled to herself, feeling very proud for sticking up for herself. '' Your fired asshole. Pack your stuff and get the fuck outta my life.''