Kissed By The Baddest Bidder • jelena

Chapter 10

ᝰ | ❝ has it seemed like i've been down? ❞

"W-Wait a minute. What does that mean?" I say, after a moment of silence.

"I'll put it plainly so you can understand," He says bluntly. "Get out of my sight."

"But... but why..." I breathe out.

"I kept you around for the business deal with Bucci. But now that deal's gone through, I don't need you anymore."

"It's been a while since you made the deal, so why now?" I say.

"Do you need me to spell it out for you?" Jason pulls the woman closer to him and smiles at me. What, he doesn't need me because he has a new girlfriend?

"But I thought..." I thought we were developing a real, equal relationship. I thought he wasn't just using me. He told me about his past and everything, but I guess I'm the only one who felt that way.

"Oh, are you worried about the dresses and shoes I bought you?" He snickers. "I'll let you keep them."

"I don't need them! Don't patronize me!" I say angrily, my face scrunching up in anger.

"I thought you were complaining because you wanted something."

"Thats not it!" The sparkling ring on my right ring finger catches my eye. This is the ring he bought me when we were alone together. I've been wearing it ever since that day, but now I take it off and set it on a nearby table. I was an idiot thinking there was anything special behind this ring. I'm so stupid... "Excuse me." It takes everything I have to break out crying as I leave his room. I'll never come back here again. I bite my lip and get on the elevator.

• • •

Several days pass before I see Jason again.

"Cheli, were you told to get all the amenities ready yourself?" Sheila asks as we concentrated on cleaning another guest room.

"Yes," I nod slightly. "But its alright, I'm used to it."

"I think Claire's bullying is going too far. Maybe you should tell Mr. Kennett?"

"If I don't complain about her, she'll get tired of it eventually." She still thinks Jason and I are dating, even though were not. But right now I should just concentrate on work and not think about anything else.

I only got involved with him by complete accident. I wanted him to let me go so badly, so why do I feel so unhappy now that its all over? Why cant I forget him?

After I'm done making the bed, I stand up and suddenly Jason's pager falls out of my pocket. "Oops..." Maybe I should return this? Or maybe I should just throw it away...

"That reminds me. You haven't gotten a page from the penthouse lately." Sheila observes as I inspect the pager.

"Yeah." I mumble.

"I guess everything's calmed down since the IVC ended, hm?"

"Yeah..." Its for the best. To Jason, I was nothing but a pawn anyway. But when I start thinking about it, I cant stop remembering my time spent with him. I need to concentrate on work. I'm grateful I have a lot of things to do right now.

• • •

That night, I get off work late and start to head back to the dorm, when I see Damian standing in the lobby.

"Aracely, perfect timing. You just got off work?" Damian says to me as I walk towards him.

"Yes," I smile politely. "It took a little longer than I thought to write my daily report tonight."