Chương 13: Speculations and the Knight
Truly, i couldn't stand all the drenching confusion, and agitating curiosity. i dazed in hallucination and was swept into his words as i walked towards the cafeteria unconsciously. 'I keep talking and talking?' I repeated the last confusing words he spoke. 'And he can't take my voice out of his head?' The more i recalled his words the more problematic they became. 'I mean when have i been talking!?' I yelled not realising to have scared the colleagues that walked past me. ' uhh, its not like i speak to myself every single seco...' ...
'Or do i...?' All of a sudden it was the same feeling when i finally understood simultaneous equations in grade six. I gasped loudly as i held my mouth. I quickly ran to the ladies toilets that was only a few steps away from where i stood as a suggestive thought engulfed my head. I walked back and forth not uttering a word but my thoughts were roaming in my brain like Monday traffic. I quickly washed my face to ease me from all the stress that lingered in me. Finally it was all making sense but it didn't really make sense.
I looked at myself in the mirror, held my mouth as i thought about it not wanting to think out loud again. Since my childhood i picked up a habit of thinking out loud. He was right i do speak out loud or some might say, speak to myself when i do something tricky or when I'm trying to solve a problem. It was always easier to narrate my way through algebra back in school. For me life was always like the algebra i had to solve which is why i always thought out loud.
All of that made sense to me, but what didn't make sense exactly was how exactly he was hearing me because I genuinely never think out loud when someones around. In fact its always a whisper when i am thinking out loud. I shook my head vigorously as the same suggestive answer popped in my mind again.
No it can't be, thats not possible. But that was the only way everything could make sense. But not make sense at the same time. I sighed as i washed my face again. Right that moment the only person confusing me, was me.
The only way for all of this to make sense was if Sherman had some ability to hear the smallest sounds. If that was the case it would all make sense. Back when i was trying to find his car keys in the forest house. I was humming to myself about the keys as i was looking for them. He probably heard that and rushed back to catch me. When i was walking round this huge building yesterday, it didn't look like it took him forever to find me because i was humming along to whatever i saw and where ever i was going.
Now it all made sense. I clapped my hands in gesture like i had finally found the answer. 'Thats why he did that in the lift, he heard dustin from the other floor as the lift moved and so...' i clasped my mouth again realising, if what i was saying is true he must be hearing me right now.
Going back to my recent incident. He must have heard me questioning the drawer and the purple liquid injection i found in there. So that's why he was so sure about the fact that i went through his drawer. Suddenly i had to laugh at myself i must have been crazy thinking about all of this. I should've maybe considered being an author, I would actually write an amazing book.
Frantically i was done killing myself with confusion so i decided to forget it. I washed my hands, dried them and headed out.
As soon as i walked out i suddenly felt a burning sensation down my chest as i shrieked in response. I soon later realised that i had bumped into someone holding a now empty cup of coffee.
"Bitch!! What the fuck, what a waste of my coffee." I suddenly looked up ignoring the burning pain that i was feeling that moment.
A woman that looked like she was in her early 20's in a blindingly bright red lipstick stood there with an evil gaze and an empty cup of coffee. Behind her were three other women that seemed like they were her friends.
All of a sudden they started whispering to each other. Their gaze increased in intensity as if they came to realize who i was. I was out of no where pushed back in to the ladies room and the door was locked behind the four of them.
This scene was basically deja vu for me. Its happened before and i knew what was going to happen next. My hands suddenly started trembling, all i could see that moment was those bullies back in my college that did not fail to taunt me everyday of my life in college. I was so happy to have finished my college years but i had to find another set of those girls here as-well, especially in my ridiculous situation.
I slowly walked backwards feeling helpless having no where else to run. "What do you want." I asked. Throughout that sentence i tried not to show any signs of fear in my voice.
They all gradually laughed like they were purposely trying to mock me. The girl with the bright lipstick walked forward.
"What are 'You'... going to do?" She asked mischievously. She raised her cup slightly, her eyes stared into mine as if she was waiting for a reaction. Without leaving my eyes she dropped her cup right next to my feet making me jump unconsciously. The girls at the back continued laughing at my reaction.
She began to nudge my forehead using her finger. With every nudge, the more i stumbled back with teary eyes and the more her sharp fingernail pricked my forehead.
I wanted to act strong, i wanted to be strong. However the mockingly enraging laughs i heard was rapidly disintegrating my courage to speak up for myself.
Suddenly she held me by the arm and for some reason the shock made me stumble on the floor. She bowed down so her eyes could directly meet mine.
"I heard you are the new CEO's slut." She smirked angrily as if she would willingly get rid of me right this moment. "Do you pretend to be a cleaner and instead give him a show in his office?" She painstakingly whispered. I hated being so weak. I wanted to slap her. I really did. But that substituted with tears instead.
"You know what I don't even care. Instead do you know what you're going to do?" She lifted my chin up triggering a shudder of fear down my eyes. I didn't know it was possible for this to be happening to me all over again.
"You are going to have to stay away from him. I'll take care of him from now on. So you better keep a fat distance away from him or else i'll see to it that you get fired." She warned. Everything about her was scary, her eyeliner that went right across her temples made it even worse.
"How are you gonna do that Beth, who knows she might have him wrapped around her little finger." One of the girls said a little bit worried.
"Is that a joke, I mean look at her, you think she'd have that hunk of a man whipped. If its anyone it should be me don't you think." She giggled playfully as the other three followed along with her. She got up finally, changing her expression as she glanced down at me.
"Pick that up and wipe my shoes. I don't want any coffee stains on them. Do you know how expensive these shoes are." She ordered pointing at her baby pink laced high heels.
I looked up at her as anger filled my heart, boiling my blood. Not because of what she said but because i was sat there taking everything this girl was saying to me. Me having never ever met this girl in my life, it hurt me to know that she had this much power over me. What have i ever done so wrong in my past life to be experiencing all this pain and torture in this life.
"What are you doing, didn't you hear me? I said hurry up." I looked down not wanting to look at her. That way i could find the courage to silently refuse.
I got jerked up when she aggressively held onto the collar of my uniform. " Do you think I'm joking!!??" She yelled at the top of her lungs. " I.. Said..—" All of a sudden an excruciatingly loud bang came from the door. Once. Twice. The girls at the back couldn't take it anymore and decided to take a peek at who was trying to disturb there confrontation against me.
As soon as they twisted the door knob to take a peek. One of the girls went tumbling over as the door bashed right into her face. In came Sherman with an expression that i was particularly familiar with. "What the Fuck are you doing. get your bloody hands off her!!" Sherman roared. Leaving all of us girls panicking due to the shock, as-well as the audience he brought along with him that dared not to walk past the door themselves.
The girl named Beth quickly dropped my collar and turned around stuttering all over her words. " oOh.. noo...its not what you're thinking." Surprisingly her voice could actually sound very angelic and sweet. "We were just you know..sorting a few things out.. it wasn't anything..erm..anything serious." She giggled forcefully. I could see a sweat form on her temple as she spoke.
Sherman walked slowly towards her leaning towards her ear "And i will see to it that you get fired you disgusting piece of shit. SCRAMM!!" He whispered but intensified his emphasis on his last words. Just that got the girls running out the ladies room trembling in a flash.
He followed them towards the door "GET BACK TO WORK!!" He shouted at the people that were staring in my direction, entertained by what was going on. He abruptly shut the door locking us both in, scaring me slightly.
I chose to ignore him and looked down at my uniform. Where i was sat i felt so embarrassed, I didn't have time to be bothered by him as-well. I wiped my tears sniffing as the burning sensation became noticeable again. Coffee stains were visible on the light blue part of my uniform. This was the second uniform i was given because I didn't wear one when coming. Everything was just annoying at this point.
It felt so silent around me i had to look up. As soon as my eyes met his i felt my self get lifted up from the floor. He placed me on the counter where the sinks were installed. I gasped at his sudden actions. He looked deep into my eyes, only then could i actually see worry written all across them. He took off his blazer placing it on the counter beside me.
His hands reached out to my collar making me flinch drastically. He hissed holding my hand, stopping me from falling of the counter. He approached to hold on to the buttons on my collar. I slapped his hands off as i shrieked without realizing. He held my hand again, only this time he held it with more force.
"Do you want me to tie you up or what." His sharp piercing eyes exulted fear into mine. I stopped shaking but remained rigid and stopped breathing for a second. He unbuttoned my uniform up-to my diaphragm and stopped. He reached out to my sleeve and dropped it half way. The left side of my chest was exposed but not all the way. His hands held onto my bra strap but due to my reflex, i quickly held his hand trying to stop him.
"What are you doing? D..d..don't." My voice embarrassingly came out as a whisper instead of what i expected. His piercing gaze did not fail to generate as his other hand took my hand off of his.
He reached out to his pocket and removed a little tube. After seeing it much clearly it was ointment for slight burns. I looked down at my chest and just about my shoulder was my slightly red irritated skin. I had forgotten the burning sensation i was feeling.
"How come you didn't stop those girls like you are stopping me right now?" He asked in a low toned voice. Almost as if he was asking nicely, but also as if he wasn't really waiting for an answer.
He opened the tube and put some on his finger gently rubbing it on my irritated skin. I shivered a little bit as his fingers grazed my skin. It was igniting some electrostatic feeling in my heart
"Does it hurt?" He asked in a low whisper. I looked at him feeling shocked at his question
I couldn't stop myself but i started bawling my eyes out crying out loudly.
" I just want to go home." I said as my tears dramatically rushed down my eyes. Because of this my words dragged and even i could tell i sounded like a child.
"Please just let me go home." I cried even louder. He went deadly silent as his face dropped down not looking at me anymore. He slowly closed the tube putting it back in his pocket.
My pleading embedded with tears, continued and had no way of retreating even if i wanted to. On the spur of the moment he abruptly looked up and wiped my tears off.
" Can you please stop crying." He said in a gentle tone as he continued wiping my tears off with his thumb. "I genuinely don't like hearing women cry". His gentle tone contradicted the possible meaning to his words.
I on the other hand was in no control of my tears. This reality made me bawl even more. At that moment so many emotions were bombarding me at the same time all i could do was cry.
I out of no where, suddenly felt myself fall into an abrupt embrace. Sherman held me in a hug placing my head gently on his shoulder. At that point i genuinely had forgot why i was crying. All i know is that the warm embrace and sweet lavender smell kept me calm and made me feel safe for some reason. I didn't attempt to move away from his embrace. Instead i stayed there crying leaving a patch of wet tears on his shoulder.
Time had past and i had stopped crying. I got up and realized that my chest was still exposed. He held my hand as i was about to button up.
"You can't.. it needs air.. or it wont.. it wont heal fast enough" he said placing my hand on my lap. I nodded inevitable sniffing from all that crying.
"Then how am i supposed to get out?"
He looked around trying to figure out what to do before grabbing his blazer putting it around me.
"Just stay close to me, I'll cover you." He said pulling me down and putting his arm around my shoulders. Although I wasn't fully covered, I could tell that, it wasn't a problem for me to leave like that because he was a total obstruction between the peoples eyes and the exposed me.
We walked out slowly before striding across the hall way, I soon later came to realise that we were not walking towards his office at all, instead we were walking out of the company building.
"Where are we going?" I asked embarrassed at the eyes that gawked at me as i walked with Sherman's arm around me.
He didn't say anything but open the door of the car that just arrived with the driver handing him the key as he brought the car towards us.
I got inside still feeling confused but that did not stop him from driving away.
Once again, a silent car ride. It was getting too boring even i was beginning to count the number of sighs i made. I looked down at my chest as the burning sensation failed to stop. I finally wondered. It was all so fishy how he had that ointment at the right time.
"How did you know to bring that tube." I finally had something to end the awkward silence.
" What are u talking about?" He asked still focussed on the road.
"The tube. You knew to bring it with you when you were coming down the building ..." i stated. But in no avail did i get an answer out of him.
I shook my head vigorously before fully turning towards him. "Listen, I know this might sound like the most outrageous thing I have ever said to you. But i guess in my defence how can you expect me to be completely sane. However... could there be a tiny possibility that you have.. like.. i dunno, maybe lets say an extraordinary ability to hear the smallest sounds in the furthest place possible." I asked finally. The further i went into my sentences the more stupid i felt.
He looked at me weirdly before turning his focus back onto the road. Right?.. i did sound stupid didn't I?
" ...I mean its just a bit fishy how you know everything as if you hear everyth...—"
"Elayne.. can we just.. like you are genuinely distracting me from what I am doing.... which is driving." He said nonchalantly.
"Speaking of driving where exactly are we going?" I asked. Although my question wasn't completely answered I had a feeling I shouldn't drag it too long.
"You really do have a knack for asking too many questions don't you.." He definitely said that to annoy me.
Suddenly the car came to a stop. I looked out the window and a blindingly extravagant scenery laid before my eyes. Without realising i came out of the car. Although we were still on the road I could still see the waves ponder towards the beach.
It was already sunset. And the scenery was a soothing satisfaction to the heart. Sherman came towards me putting his arm around my waist. He walked me straight towards the edge of the road where there was a better view of the sea.
"Are you afraid that when i start running you won't be able to catch me." I dropped in some mockery to silently question why exactly he was holding me. Like that especially.
"Not quite. I'd catch you after your second step. But I am afraid that i would be really angry at your attempt to run instead." I wasn't too sure if that was to just scare me or to actually warn me of what might happen if i did attempt to run.
The sound of the waves clashing one another and the breeze it emitted was playing the most dangerous game with my heart. I shouldn't be feeling so comfortable.
"So why here? Why did you bring me out here?"
"Sound of water calms me down." His expression was that of at peace. He closed his eyes, breathing in a sigh full of comfort. At a Glance i could see that the sound of the waves really was calming him down. If i had met him today, just now. I would never had thought he was such a person. Instead he look sweet handsome and angelic.
Flashbacks of yesterday hit me again. Was that why he soaked himself in the shower? Because the sound of water really was therapeutic for him. I could only step back and focus on what kind of feelings he has to go through in his daily life. Why water was his only tranquilliser that turns his demonic self into a calm human being
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