Kayla's POV

We walked into the restaurant, and was showed to our table. He pulled my chair out and I took a seat, then he sat down across from me. I was still upset he pulled the shit that he did with Joe. He just isn't going to stop. I don't know what I can do to make him leave him alone. Like, do I stop being mean and be nice to him? I don't know. I think I've tried everything. I know taking him back will stop all of this but that's just not an option. I don't want him back.

He sat across from me, looking at me with a smile on his face.

"You didn't have to hit me." He says

"I had to get you off of him."

He smiles again, "It's okay, you'll pay for it later."

"Whatever." I say looking at my phone. I would like to hurry and get this over with, so I can get back to Joe. I looked up and he was still smiling at me.

"What?" I ask with an attitude.

"You look beautiful tonight, that's all."

"Oh." Is all I can say. I'm not about to tell him thank you.

"I just don't like when you wear your hair back like that. It makes your face look fat. You know I don't like that. Why would you wear it this way?" He asks

"Paul, I'm not here for your entertainment, nor am I here to satisfy your eyes. Actually, I purposely wore my hair back, just to piss you off." I say

"Well, it worked."

"Good. This is a business meeting anyway. I'm not particularly sure why I have to be here anyway but I am. So where's everyone else?" I ask

He looks at his watch, "I guess they're running late."

I roll my eyes, "Yeah, running late." I say knowing good and god damn well he's been lying this whole time about other people from the company coming to this "meeting". Every time I try to try to freaking trust him, he does something stupid.

"What? They are...." He starts looking down at his phone. A couple of minutes pass, then he speaks again, "Okay, I can't lie to you, you know me too well. No one else is coming."

"I figured. Why did you have to lie about this?" I ask

He sighs, seemingly looking disappointed in himself, "Because I knew you wouldn't come, Kayla. Yes, we do have business to discuss but I also wanted to talk to you about some personal things as well." He says

"You're absolutely correct, I would not have came if I would've known it was going to be just us. Paul you have to let us go. You messed up our relationship. Not Joe or whoever else you want to blame. What you're doing has to stop."

"Business first please." He says

"Fine. Can I order?"

"Order whatever you want Princess." He smiles, "But can you please just try to be nice to me tonight. It kills me how you've been acting towards me. I promise I'll behave, just...." He trails off, quickly looking around the restaurant, also having a sad expression on his face. "....just be nice...please."

I take a deep breath and let it out. I guess I can drop the attitude for 10 minutes, "Okay...But as soon as you get..."

He cuts me off, "I won't. I just want to try to have a normal conversation and a normal dinner with you."

"Alright." I pick up my menu and begin looking it over.

"I don't know why you're looking at the menu, I know you're going to order the medallions." He says

I glance at him over my menu and he has a smile on his face. He thinks he knows me so well, well he does. Yeah, I was going to order that, but not anymore. I got rid of him, now I need to get rid of go-to dish, or at least order something new. I'm shutting this down right now.

"I don't like those anymore. I realized, I was only ordering that because I knew you liked it and you always ate mine but now that we're not together, I can order something else and you can eat your own food." His smile quickly fades away. "Why did you bring me here anyway? You wanted to take a stroll down memory lane or something."

"I picked this place because it's your favorite restaurant. I wanted you to feel somewhat comfortable but I guess that was a mistake too." He says throwing his hands up in disappointment.

He's really bothered by this but I don't know how else to get this through his head. Well maybe he's actually getting it and is trying to fix it, but it's not working. He's frustrated. I get it and I'm sorry but this is how things are now. He has to get over this. I do kind of feel bad watching him express some kind of happiness, then I shut it down but clearly this is how I have to be for him to get it.

"Paul, I appreciate that but you didn't have to. This is business, not personal, remember?"

"It's both for me." He says

"Well, its only business for me."

He just looks at me, without saying anything. The waiter comes over and takes our orders. I ordered something else, some shit I didn't want but I had to prove my point. After the waiter left, he pulled out his MacBook and a large manila envelope.

"Lets get right to it." He hands me the envelope, I pull the papers out and look at them. It's a contract. Here we go again....

"20% pay increase and head of a/v." He says

"Paul—"

He cuts me off, "I pulled some strings to get you this offer." He says

"I don't want to stay in Orlando." I say handing him the papers.

"But I need you to."

"Why, Why do you need me to Paul?" I ask challenging him.

"Because I just think if you don't, then I'll lose you forever." He slowly takes the papers back.

He had the saddest look on his face. I felt so sorry for him. He really wanted me back and I see he's starting to realize I'm for real. After all this time, he gets it now. I feel bad but I can't help him.

"That's just something you need to get used to."

"But I don't want to."

"Paul, I'm not signing that contract and Joe isn't signing his either. You can't make business decisions based off of personal feelings."

"You know that was hard for me to watch earlier." He admits

"No one told you to watch." I roll my eyes.

"Are you with him?" He asks calmly

"Not your business." I say quickly, not caring to answer the question.

"It's hard for me to move on from this."

"Clearly."

"I thought you were going to be nice?" He says

"I am being nice. I'm not signing the contract, we're not getting back together, so what else is there for us to talk about?"

"Princess, this is a good business move for you." He says honestly and I believe him, I'm sure it is but I can't take it.

"Maybe it is, but the fact that you're giving me this opportunity, with the surroundings circumstances, I refuse to take it because I know why you're giving it to me. You want to separate us, and it's not going to work. You can't control me, or him, so you're trying to control us the only way you can and that's through work. But you're forgetting that you can't make us sign a contract." I say

"He'll sign, I'm not worried about that. Don't let your knight in shining armor for you, he's all about his money and all I have to do is offer him more money and he'll sign a contract and go right over to SD."

"It's not about the money, he likes where he's at, he's been there for years. Putting him over there isn't the problem either. The problem is, you're trying to have him only over there. You're trying to take away Raw from him completely and that's the problem." I explain

"Yeah, That's exactly what I'm trying to do. I want him away from you, I don't want you spending any time with him at all. So yes, I'm making business decisions based on my personal feelings but when you get in a position like mine, you can do that as well. But until you do get that position, you're not gonna tell me how to do my job." He says and I'm just sitting there watching as the "real Paul" appears before my eyes.

"There he is!" I say sarcastically. I knew he couldn't keep the asshole tucked away for long.

"I want you to sign a contract, and I want you to stay in Orlando. You can work at my office, at the performance center, and you could work at Full Sail. That's where you got your start, that's what you love to do and you once said, that's where you love to be. I'm giving you a promotion, you'll be over all of A/V. I don't understand what the problem is." He says looking really confused. He really can't comprehend I'm not taking the promotion.

I sat there for a minute to try to get my words together. I like to think before I speak and this is one of those times where I need to think before I say anything that could hurt mine or Joe's situation. So I sat there for a minute, trying to get my words together but you know what, fuck that shit because he's really starting to piss me off.

I sat up in my chair and looked him directly in the eyes, and I let him have it, "You know Paul, I think it's so funny that you sit across the table from me, beg me to be nice to you, tell me how much you love and miss me, you put on a front acting like you're trying to humble yourself to get me back but you're really not. You're the same asshole that you were when you hit me in the face and kicked me out of your condo with no shoes on my feet." He just sat back in his seat. He couldn't say anything because he knew I was telling the truth. He just shook his head.

"That's not true, Princess."

"Yes it is. You supposedly miss me, you tell me how hard of a time you're having with this break up and then you completely flipped the script when I tell you I'm not going to do it. You can't control what I do and if I decide to quit, you won't have any leverage over me whatsoever. You're using the one thing that you have and you still can't get me to do it because I'm not signing anything. And speaking of having control..." I get the keys to the car he bought me and throw them on the table, "Your car is parked in the back of the parking lot."

He picks up the keys, "Your loss."

"No, it's your loss. And you understand that, that's the reason why you're doing all of this to try to get me back." I say being a bitch.

"Okay Kayla, this is getting off subject. I hear everything that you said, the good and the bad, but I'm going to try to be honest with you for a second. I know I took you for granted, I know I was controlling, I know I did a lot of things that wasn't right in our relationship. When you broke up with me, I thought it was a temporary thing but I quickly realized that you were serious and I did everything I could to get us back on track but it wasn't enough for you. My pride was hurt and I'm sorry but I just can't let you leave. I won't let you. I'm trying to offer you a better alternative to working directly under me. I don't want you to go, I don't want you to leave the company to get away from me. Princess you don't understand how you hurt me—."

"Paul, you don't understand how you hurt me. Any sane person would understand, after what you did, the other person is going to be hurt. I guess I appreciate you trying to find better alternatives for me but I'm not your problem anymore. I don't need you to look out for me. I'm grown as fuck. I don't need anything from you. So, if you don't like that, you can fire me today if you want. But guess what, you won't even do that because you don't have the balls to fire me. So the ball is in your court, what are you going to do?"

"No, you're right. I'm not going to fire you. I can't do that to you." He says

"Okay, I quit." I say shrugging my shoulders. I'm so over this shit. He's getting on my last nerve.

"And I'm not gonna let you quit either." He sits up in his chair, and places his elbows on the table, "You can either take the job in Orlando, or you can stay where you're at now but if you stay where you're at, I will make it harder on you. And since you're so in love with him, I'm not gonna take everything out on you, I'm going to take it out on him. I might even break something." He says with a serious face. "I expect you at work on Friday. If you know what's good for you, you'll be there." He says throwing a couple of 100 bills on the table. "I've suddenly lost my appetite. When the food comes, you can eat by yourself or you can have your little boyfriend come in and eat my dinner." He gets up, grabs his things, walks over to my side of the table and kissed me on my head, then leaves.

I can't believe this motherfucker just tried to tell me what he's not gonna let me do. Truth is, I really believe him. He's not gonna let me quit and he's not gonna fire me. In a way, I'm kind of stuck because if I don't show up, he's only going to take it out on Joe and I don't want that to happen, so it's almost like I have to come to work. Fuck my life. I need to come up with something because I refuse to live like this.

I look over to my right and for the first time I see Tommy. I forgot all about him. I waved him over and he sat down in the chair across from me. He has a huge smile on his face. Ugh.

"That was interesting to watch." He says

"I'm sure it was." I say sipping my water that's now almost room temperature.

"You still have feelings for him."

"What? No, I don't." I say taking another sip of water.

"You do. I see right through you. Are you just using Joe to get back at him?"

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