*****This is a work of fiction! I do not own the characters, they belong to EL James. The story line details belong to me.*****
As I left Dr. Flynn's office it seemed like a huge hole was being dug into my heart reaching all the way to my soul. The sight of Ana before me was almost unbearable to handle. It took all of my strength not to jump her right there in the office; just the air in the room shook me to the core. All the emotions I was feeling for her were just so unfamiliar to me almost foreign. It tore me to heat her say 'no' to me about going to dinner together. I was just praying and hoping that I wasn't too late for her.
"Shit," I muttered as I exited the door knowing full well she could have moved on from me and it would all be my fault.
"Sir," Sawyer asked moving away from the wall.
"Do you know Mrs. Grey's plans for tonight," I questioned hopelessly.
"No, Sir," he replied looking away from me.
"Once you do make sure to let Taylor know," I say walking past him to the waiting car where Taylor was standing with the door wide open for me.
"Sir," Taylor asks as he gets in. I look around me, not wanting to really leave her here alone, but know that if she needed me she would come to me.
"I think I should go to work," I mutter as he pulls the car into traffic.
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?POV
Ugh! That bitch had to run to the good Doctor. I hate just sitting around doing nothing. I so want to teach her a lesson already, but have been told to wait until she is alone. Hell, she is never alone. Last night I wanted to snatch her, but that damn Grey interfered and the said with her all night until dawn. I am so ticked off that she even ran into him this morning. What the hell does he think he's doing? She left him again and he's running back to her like a little lost puppy.
"Hello," I snap as I answer my phone.
"Where are you?" comes an even more agitated voice.
"I am currently waiting outside of Dr. John Flynn's office. Mrs. Grey came here this morning instead of going to work," I say as I hear a sigh from the other person.
"Do you know why?" asked the voice. I was pissed off that this person wouldn't even tell me their name let alone why they had me watching her. She was at one time a friend to me. I didn't know what they wanted to do to her, but deep down a part of me felt that she fully deserved whatever they had planned for her because of what she did. She lead people on and then hid behind that Creep.
"I haven't got a clue," I say honestly hoping the answer will be enough for them.
"It doesn't matter, make sure she doesn't get near Christian," they say coldly.
"Ugh, about that Christian just walked out of the building. It seems he was seeing the Doctor as well," I say trying to keep my voice even.
"I give you one damn thing to do and you screw it up. Do not let her near him again or you'll be dead!" they say ending the call.
Great! I thought it would be easy keeping watch over her, but she is proving harder and harder to control. Damn it!
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I hated walking out of Flynn's office with the knowledge of everything that has been going on lately between Christian and me. I wanted to just run to him and fling my arms around him as if nothing ever happen, yet the thing holding me back is that he threw me and our baby out. I can't say that he hasn't provided for us, but nonetheless he kicked me to the curb when the shit hit the fan.
"Where to Mrs. Grey," Sawyer asked as he got into the front passenger seat. I looked out the window of the SUV and wondered what my life would be like if I wasn't the one who met Christian Grey for Katherine. If she had someone else do the interview for her would I still be where I am today. I probably wouldn't, not I am most sure I wouldn't be here. I just can't shake the feeling that has been pestering me for so long that my life would be so much simpler without Christian. Yet, my life seems so intertwined with his that I couldn't bear to live without him, he really is my life, no matter the flaws that we have together or those that are separate.
"Sawyer, take me to work," I say checking my makeup in my hand held mirror before giving up on my puffy eyes and rosy cheeks. This was going to be the hardest time in my life trying to cope without him here, but I needed time still. I just couldn't run wildly back to him without thinking everything through. I knew there was a part of me that would do anything to forget the last month of my life, but knew I couldn't. The other part just wanted to drop everything and run to him to have him make me forget it all. I was brought out of my thoughts by Sawyer.
"Mrs. Grey, where here," he says already standing beside my open door.
"Are you staying or leaving?" I begin to ask.
"Mr. Grey," he was saying when I held up my hand already knowing the answer to my question from those words.
"Very well, to keep Mr. Grey satisfied you may wait in the office with Hannah, but keep the gun put away. I don't want anything bad to happen," I say walking toward the entrance of Grey Publishing. The things I do for him, but what will he do for me.
My day seems to drag on as I read several manuscripts before taking a break. I get up from my desk to walk around my office when I notice Sawyer stand up as if to follow me, but I just wave he on as if nothing was going on. My back ached and I felt a little sick. That's when I realized I hadn't eaten much so far. So I head for the door of my office.
"Sawyer," I call as he stands.
"Ma'am," he replies.
"I think I want to go across the street to get some lunch," I say moving to grab my purse.
"I could have Preston grab you something and bring it up," he says moving closer to me. I think for a moment that it would save me from having to walk there and really I didn't feel well enough to do that job. So I just nod my head and retreat back to my desk. I hear him on his phone and then say something to Hannah. She gets up and disappears. I was in the middle of checking my email when I hear a soft knock.
"Come in," I say without looking up.
"Ana, here is some tea and your lunch," Hannah says as she places the cup and bag in front of me. I can't help but think that I have it so easy, but try not to linger on that thought.
"Thank you," I reply as I open the bag and begin to eat my lunch. I have finished all of the food which surprised me. I had even had a second cup of tea when I noticed that it was 4:30. I began cleaning up my desk and getting things ready for tomorrow.
I handed Hannah several papers that needed retyped and then filed, then asked her to mail out several more to different editors, then wanted anything and everything to do with my current manuscripts checked and rechecked before mailing anything out.
"Where to Mrs. Grey?" Sawyer questioned as we exited the building.
"I am going to 50's across the street to have a drink with an old friend and you may stay close, but not too close," I say with a sigh as I cross the street to the bar.