I'm Admired But He Is Feared

Chapter Twenty-Six

NOTE: There are only four chapters left till this book is completed!!!

"Come in" I say putting away my drawing.

I know that it isn't Mr Peace because he would have just barged in. I already called Michael and told him I'm going to catch up with some work so I won't be with him during lunch. I wonder who it is. The door opens revealing the man which was complimenting the paintings on my wall.

"Hello again" He helps himself by sitting on the chair and giving me a wide smile.

"Um...did Mr Peace send you?" I ask him feeling confused.

Mr Peace never gave me no message whatsoever about any of his clients coming in to see me.

"No he didn't. I had to come see you again" He says in desperation.

"What do you mean?"

"It was very difficult for me to come into the building. Thankfully I managed to get in and hopefully I don't get caught" He stops talking and takes a card out of his pocket sliding it towards me.

I take the card in my hands to see it's a number for a museum. Why is he giving me this for?

"What is this?" I ask.

"This is my friend's number. He owns the museum and paints his own work as well. As soon as I saw your paintings I just couldn't believe my eyes because of how amazing they are. I believe that your paintings are good enough to be part of his museum" He wants me to work for his friend.

I...this is such a big opportunity and if I didn't get this job then I would have taken it straight away. I can't just quit from here and go.

"B..but I work for Mr Peace, I'm his personal assistant" I remind the man.

"I don't know you from a personal level but what I do know is that you don't like your job. I feel that you are a true artist and a true artist should always follow their dreams. My friend's museum, it's in Los Angeles. Please just think about it" He gets up from his chair and starts making his way out.

"Wait" I call out to him making him turn around.

"Yes?"

"Thank you for liking my paintings" I say.

"You're welcome" He leaves the room as I fall back into my chair.

If I work here for the rest of my life will I really be happy? I'm doing this for dad, not myself and I don't really know if I'll be able to continue this for the rest of my life. I need to make a decision.

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Shutting the office door behind me I cross my arms over my chest from the cold weather which decided to arrive in the middle of the day time. Walking straight ahead I see Mr Peace standing by Samantha's desk talking as she writes some things down.

Before I walk past him I say "Have a nice day Mr Peace". He immediately turns around looking at my smiling face.

"Try not to kill yourself" He says before turning around.

I let out a laugh and shake my head as I get into the lift.

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I don't care what happens; I need to tell Gerry how I feel about our fights. If this causes another fight between us then I don't care. He needs to know that this has to stop between us. Because I never took the keys with me yesterday I have to knock on the door.

My teeth clatter together from the wind breezing across me. The door opens revealing Gerry standing there with a blank look on his face. He has really bad dark circles underneath his eyes and his hair is a mess.