The Pretend To Be Agreement

Chapter Twenty-Two

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Grace

Frost covered the windows in my office, and the space heater that was down in the corner behind me blasted warm air all around me. My cup of coffee had been untouched, and was now cold. I could hear people shuffling outside of my door; all curious and worried about why I had locked myself in.

It was my first day back and all I felt like doing was disappearing. That my one wish was to become invisible. I didn't feel like doing anything at all. All I did know was that my heart had plummeted straight down into my stomach, and every time I thought about last night I was on the verge of tears.

The days were getting cold now, I realize, and the nights becoming longer. Trees outside had lost their leaves, and the city of New York looked like it had been attacked by Jack Frost.

If I even dared to look in a mirror I'd probably see dark bags under my eyes and a certain kind of sadness that had no way of wanting to leave. Twiddling with the pencil in my hand absentmindedly, my eyes wander to look over my surroundings.

My office wasn't the big, but it wasn't that small either. The long windows on the one side made it look more spacious, and there was currently a glomming light filling the room. A tall, hard wooden bookcase sat in front of me, and two chairs against the wall near the door.

A painting of the Empire State Building hung on the wall, along-side a couple of my awards from college.

And, suddenly, my mind wanders off into space.

"Grace, just let me explain!" Pleads Will, and I stare at him, feeling betrayed.

"No!" I shout, feeling the tears that had welled in my eyes spill down my cheeks. "For all I know you could've just been leaving."

"I'd never leave you, Grace." He tells me, stepping forward, but I take a step back.

"Why should I believe you? Everyone in my life either dies or leaves me! How do I know you're not going to do the same?" I question, my voice becoming wobbly as I blink away tears.

"Because ...," he starts, his own voice taut and wavy. " ... I - I just need you to trust me, alright?"

"I really want to trust you right now, Will. But I can't; not unless you give me one good reason why I should stay." I tell him, and he looks down at his feet, and I see a silver of a tear roll down his cheek and fall onto the floor.

He looks back up at me after a couple seconds, his bottom lip bleeding and I could tell he had been biting it. I saw a different kind of emotion hidden in his eyes, and instead of shame, it was hurt. Obviously, my words had hit his heart pretty badly, and I just didn't know why.

I wasn't supposed to mean a damn thing to him after all.

When he finally does speak up, I could feel my own heart both fluttering and shattering into a million pieces.

I hadn't realized I had gotten lost in my day dreaming until a loud knock on the door brings me back into reality. Jerking to the side in surprise, I close my eyes, wishing people would just leave me alone.

Getting up and off my chair, I step over to the door, unlocking it hesitantly before opening it. Standing outside of my office was Kimberly, and she had determined look in her eye. She brushes past me, walking into my office before sitting down on top of my desk. She grabs onto a pen and starts to play with it until I shut the door and then she drops it onto my desk.