//There was some uncomfortable themes that some might find triggering (harassment) so please stop reading when you see this symbol: ~and continue reading when you see it again.//

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16

I woke up this morning to the sound of my mother yelling at me.
Ah, my favorite sound to wake up to.

"This is what happens when you wake up late!"

"You are no longer a child; you have a job!"

"Saima! Wake up. You have to leave in 15 minutes, or you'll be late to work!!" she exclaimed

When I heard that, I jumped out of bed.

Like JUMPED. When I did that, I seriously started reconsidering my profession. With that jump, I'd be one heck of a gymnast.

I quickly ran to the bathroom, managed to throw something on, and ran out the door with an apple in my hand.

By the time I got to the car, I had called Amy, the rude receptionist, and told her I'd be a couple minutes late.
I probably should have taken the day off today.
Yesterday was so much fun hanging out with Angie, the lectures, and seeing my family. But the fun was sadly over, and I was so tired.

I somehow managed to get to work only 15 minutes late, which is miraculous, and I got to work!

Since I took the day off yesterday, I did have quite a bit of extra work that I needed to do.

It was around 3pm when Emilia said goodbye and went home.

Lucky girl, I would be here for at least another hour.

It was around 6 when the firm was nearly empty with me, Amy, Mr. Robinson, and some clients.

"Bye, Mr. Robinson," Amy said and exited.

I knew this was my cue to leave. I was not about to be alone with Mr. Robinson in this vast building.

I waited for the clients to leave and said goodbye to Mr. Robinson.

I was halfway to the door when Mr. Robinson called me.

"Ms. Rahman?"

"Yes, sir."

"Before you go, can you please grab me the Hernandez file from my office?"

This was odd. I should probably run.

"Uh, sure, sir."

I went to the office and looked through the cabinet where the client files were but couldn't find it. I was about to leave when I heard the door shut, and Mr. Robinson was standing in front of the door blocking the exit.

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"Uh, sir... it's not here," I said, shaking

"That's fine; why don't we just have a chat," He said, still blocking the exit.

"Uhm, sir... I really need to go," I was scared out of my mind. I had my keys in my hand ready incase he pulled something on me.

"It'll be quick," He said, still not moving.

"I was wondering, Saima... if you were in a committed relationship?"

What the absolute fu-

"Because I am."

"Uhm, that's nice, sir."

"Nope, it's not," He said, walking closer to me

Fudge fudge fudge

"Sir, please don't come any closer," I said, pointing my keys at him

"And what if I do."

With my other hand, I was ready to call 911 when he snatched the phone from me

"Sir, please please move," I said, sobbing

"Wow know you're a real pretty one," He said, his evil eyes gleaming with excitement

"Hey, Mr. Robin- what the fuck is going on."

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Mr. Robinson put his hands around my neck and turned around. My vision was starting to get blurry and fuzzy. Like the one time, I laid on the grass, staring at the clouds. I felt like I was in the clouds.

"You imbecile, I'm going to kill yo-"

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*Mr Robinson stans have left the chat

LOL i really said "i'm about to end this mans whole career" 
anyways this chappier was so sad :/