MY ATTEMPT AT WRITING

By Jerrilyn
description, thriller on a minor scale

stats Published on 2012-06-26
                                                    WHO'S THERE?

                                      Chapter 1: Getting it started

 Looking at all the paper work and research that had to be done by the 3 week deadline, She knew that it had to be done and done well, if she was going to move on up. She could just see herself in that coveted corner office. She had some competition for it. She was going to get that office. She always got what she wanted, whatever it took, it would be hers. In her eyes she was the best looking, the smartest, the most desirable woman here in a business full of women. First she had to get this project done before her 5-day vacation in two weeks. She was not going to miss that. She worked hard to get the 5 days off and the hotel paid for and it was not fun this time around. He was an awful little man and his wife could keep him. All she wanted from him was the money and the money is what she got. The pictures of him and her were like money in the bank. Five days of sand, sunshine, and surf was what she wanted and what she got. She made just enough money to pay for the small apartment and her wardrobe. Her bikini alone was one hundred dollars. It was a guarantee that she was not going to be spending her five days alone or paying for her own drinks.
Thinking about this pile of work was already giving her a headache. She needed someone she could get to help her on this. What she really wanted was someone to do this for her and better yet, would let her take all the credit for it. She would be back the day before the deadline and she could read the thing over and act like she wrote the whole thing out herself. She stepped out in to the hallway and looked around. "Oh not her, she was way too stuck up." "Oh not her either, I would need a translator just for the title page." "And that other woman just thought she was above everyone else." Looking around as she walked to the break room, she ticked people off one by one; mostly she knew they just weren't the ones to ask. Then she looked into the break room and there he was, the perfect one for her. He was already under her spell and he was good at research, since that was the department he worked in.
A quick step into the women's room to check her hair and makeup. As she looked into the mirror her refection was perfect, as she knew it would be.
She sashayed into the break room like she was walking onto a fashion runway. She hummed slightly and he looked over at her and she smiled, he turned a bright pink hue.
She walked up to him and said, "Just the man I was looking for." He blushed even more before muttering,” Me?"
"Yes you, silly man, I need you." Oh she had never seen such a shade of red before and she thought it would make a great lipstick color.
He squeaked out a "Me?"
And yes again was her answer. "I need your help on a research project and I thought of you right away, there is no one else out there that I can count on to help me out."
"Well okay, I'll help you."
"Oh by the way it is due in three weeks, so you sure you got the time?"
"I'll make sure, even if we have to work late on it."
"Great see you in my cubical in say...15 minutes?" big smile.
"Ooookay." more mumbling.
Men like him keep me in the cash she thought. This was going to be easy, way to, to easy.
There was a knock on her cube wall, she looked up and there he was looking down at her with a small grin.
"Hi."
" Oh you are right on time, I like a man who doesn't keep me waiting." She purred.
" I think we need to take this into the.... oh how about that empty office?"
" Well okay."
He saw her struggling with all the files she had in her arms. He took them from her.
"Here, let me carry them for you."
" Oh my what a gentleman, that is so sweet." Again, the cat smile.
There was that red shade really must see if I could get that shade in a lipstick. They walked over to the empty office. It felt like hers already. She would get one of those plastic plants, something that she didn't have to spend time on watering and caring about. She only cared for herself, and clothes. She had a teacup poodle once, because she thought that it would add to her persona like an expensive handbag. The constant feeding and letting the thing in and out at night got to be too much of a bother. One day at an outdoor cafe table, she thought the creature was tied to the table leg and it slipped its leash and ran out into the street and was struck and killed by a car. Her first thoughts were,” check off trying to find a home for the thing.” When she noticed everyone looking at her, then her dog, she burst into big old crocodile tears.
She told him what needed to be done and off he went. She knew that within the week she would have wiggled, winked her way to not having to work on this project.” Yes this office would be hers."
She didn't think about his need to check in on her and let her know about his progress. She was getting tired of this, of him; it was getting harder to keep a smile on her face. "Keep the office in your sights,” she keeps telling herself. They were now having to met at the office after hours and well, this was cutting into her fun time.
"How about I run out get grab some takeout for us? While you work on this. I won't be but a minute." She needed to escape his whining voice. In two days she would be off for 5 days. She wouldn't say a word to him about her trip. She would just give him a quick call when she landed; tell him an emergency came up or something. "Could you finish for me?” Before she left to get the "take out" she thought she would make sure there was enough incentive for him. She wasn't coming back to the office tonight.
She would make some excuse to him tomorrow. He would be to busy trying not to look at her boobs to hear the excuse anyway.
"You and I are going to get big time kudos after I present this. You do know I could never had done this without you?" she walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The kiss to her was nothing, just another way of getting what she wanted.
"You are welcome."
"I'll be right back." and with that she was out the door.
She didn't see him the next day at work; he was out with his department boss. She left him a memo," about getting a headache, and she just had to go lay down. She was sure that he would understand. P.S. I owe you a big dinner, big night out after presentation day. XOXOX,  

                                             Chapter2: He Feels.

 He could smell her perfume before she even came near the break room door. He held his breath, she didn't come into the break room, and she was just going into the lady's washroom. He let out his breath in a disappointed sigh. He hardly had time to take his next breath before she walked into the break room. She smiled at him. Then she walked up to him, and said something about him being just the guy she needed. She was talking to him, he must have been responding right, because she told him to meet her at her desk in 15 minutes. Then she was gone.
Her perfume lingered, he breaths it deep into his lungs. He thought that this must be the scent of a 100 flowers. He had once bought a bottle after he saw her go in a little boutique. $80.00 bucks for two oz's, was a little pricey, but the pleasure that he got from holding it in his hands and just knowing that all he had to do was the take the stopper off and breathe in the scent, was almost like having her stand next to him. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He knew the other workers talked about her when she wasn't around. He did not join in on the cheap dirty things they were saying about her. He thought that they just didn't understand her. Not that he did, he would be the last person who could throw his 2 cents in about her or any woman. He got all tongue tied and nervous whenever she was around. He looked at the wall clock, then down at his wristwatch and took off. He was not going to be late, for what, he couldn't recall. He made a promise to himself that from that moment on he would hear and absorb every musical word that came form her lovely mouth.
He knocked on her wall, and she looked up at him with her jade green eyes. They had to be the loveliest eyes he had ever seen. He had never seen that shade of green eyes on anyone else.
"Hi."He said.
"You are right on time, I don't like for a man to keep me waiting.” Her smile lit the room.
"Lets take this in to...the empty office."
She picked up a stack of file folders. He reached for them.
"Here let me carry those."
"Oh what a gentleman you are."
Her lashes were long and black. He didn't think the others were right, they did not remind him of spider legs.
He started following her over to the corner office. He stopped and a flash of the other young women whose office it was, and how awful her death was and a shock it was to everyone in the office. She was murdered on her way to the subway after leaving work late one night.
He gave a little shutter and quickened his pace, so he could open the door for her. If she was not to be bothered by it, then neither was he. They went over all that needed to be done .It was a lot of extra work that he would be taking on. He could do this if he ate his lunch at his desk, and after work. He knew how to research. He loved learning about things. The Internet was a great thing. It opened a world to him that he would never get to see. He had not the money or the want to travel alone.” Maybe just maybe.” He thought. He could get this done, and besides he didn't have the will power to tell her no.
Every morning he looked forwards to the little breaks he took to go down and show her what he had printed out for her. She would smile and thank him for the great work he was doing, and how fast he was at his research. He told her that it wasn't anything too hard just a little extra research was all. He never told her that sometimes after leaving her at night he would go home, and up to his room with just a quick hi to his mother and continue to work till his eyes would not longer focus and how he would drag to his bed and sleep for two -three hrs. He loved the nights they spent together in the office after everyone had left.
He was busy putting his research into a readable word form when she interrupted him, with asking him if he wanted something to eat? She said that she would be happy to get some take-out and bring it back here to the office. Then she said something about how she could not have done this without him and that they were going to get big kudos. Then She did something that bonded them together {for life?} She walked over and kissed him on the cheek. He knew that she was going to kiss him on the lips, but he got the impression that maybe she thought that it might be a little to soon. When her lips touched his cheek it was like having ...well like having velvet brush his cheek. He knew that he was blushing.
"You are welcome." He said, not knowing what to say to being kissed.
"I'll be right back." Out she went in a little bit of a hurry. He thought that maybe hurrying out like that was because she was embarrassed because he reacted wrong. He should have returned the kiss, taken her into his arms. Just letting her know that the time was right.
While she was gone all he could think about was the way he was going to take her in his arms, make her feel safe and wanted, how much she was loved. Deep in thought he didn't realize how much time had passed. She had been gone an hour. Maybe she got caught up in the dinner crowd, and it was just taking her a little longer. As an hour and a half pasted he was getting worried about her.
He would sit there for a whole 2 hours going through the emotions from angry to worry, to worry again. Then it came to him that she was afraid of her feelings for him. He cursed himself for upsetting her so much, that she didn't want to face him again tonight." Stupid, stupid." He thought,” I should have taken her into my arms, then she would have known. Tomorrow he would reassure her. Tell her that he felt the same way.
When he came in the next morning his boss asked him to gather all the research he was doing on the downtown project.
"We will be out of the office all day, hope you are ready."
"Yes sir, not a problem, had it done yesterday."
He didn't say just barely with all the extra work he was doing for her. He had almost neglected his own work. He didn't get to see her at all that day. When he got back to the office he found the memo that she left him.
Hi,
Sorry about not coming back last night, but I got a huge headache. Hon, I just had to go lay down. Sorry again.
P.S. I owe you a dinner out. A big night out after presentation day.
XOXOX, ME.

XOXOX didn't that mean hugs and kisses? She knew how he felt for her. His heart was over flowing with the love he felt for her. He knew that it was way to early for a ring. When he got home he would take it out from under the bed, where it had been hiding from his mothers prying eyes. He wanted his love to be the first to see it. The women who sold it to him didn't count. Nor did that other women, she was way to young anyway, so he didn't count her either. He floated around the office all day. His happiness was shining through so much that the other workers were asking him,” what was up, he win the lottery?" He just laughed and smiled and told them nothing. It was just between the two of them for now.
. He walked down to her office and she was not there. The guy in the next cubical told him that she wasn't going to be in for a week that she was on vacation.
He plodded back to his office wondering why she didn't tell him.
Before he had too much time to think about her leaving the phone rang.
"Hello, this is the office of..."She cut him off before he could finish.
"I know who I was calling, Hi I had a err a family emergency, so I was wondering if you could finish for me? I will be back in about five days. I have got to run, you are such a love, Bye."
It was a world-wind call. Did she say something about love? He noticed that he was sitting there with the phone in his hand.
"She did, she did say love to me." Now there would be no stopping till it was done. He would see to it that she had no worries about it when she came back. He worked all week long and finally finished up on Sunday morning. He had did it; there it sat in the red colored folders that she liked to use. She told him it was like walking into a meeting with power in your hand.
Monday morning he left it on her desk.
Tuesday morning he dressed in one of his best suits, it was to be a big day for them. He would be there when she did the presentation, and he didn't know if he would have time to change for their big night out. He had brought the ring. Just in case. He walked into the boardroom and there she was already showing them the charts, and maps. Then she looked right it him and told them that she had planned on taking a 5 day vacation, but instead she had stayed home to work on this project, she knew how it important it was to the business. She gave them a big smile then sat down. He looked at her waiting for her to acknowledge him, to say any thing about his part in this. About his research, the hours he put into this. He would have to talk to her about this over dinner,
He had to get back to his own work, he sat there all day waiting for her to call and talk to him about their dinner plans. He had waited long enough and called her desk.
"What time are we to meet for dinner?" He said.
"What? Who is this?"
"I am holding your note, you said that we were to have a big night out tonight, that you owed me dinner."
"Oh, after my presentation, the big boss asked me out to dinner, I see a new office in my future, so if you feel the need to talk to me call my secretary.” She gave a big braying laugh.




Chapter 3    Who's There?


He was shaking, his anger was bubbling up into his mind like lava. Flashes of other laughter filled him. He was seeing red. Was he or was it a memory? He was forgetting where he was. He was dazed.



"Whooo's there?” She said just before she fell to the floor. She never heard the whispering answer of,"it's me my love."