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"Victoria." I heard my name being whispered making look up from my work.

I saw Stella slowly walked and closed the door quietly while glancing at my mom.

"Hi Stella."

"How is she?" She asked walking closer.

"She's good. She's has been sleeping a lot since yesterday because of the painkillers for her head." I said putting my things aside.

"I thought I was going to find Jason here. Where is he? Did you tell him?" She asked.

"No. Not yet. But I will." I said quietly.

Lies.

I am not going to tell him anything, but she doesn't need to worry about that.

She frowned slightly. "How come? Is everything alright?"

I smiled lightly nodding. "Yeah. All good." I answered but she kept her confused expression. "Really. It's all good."

She nodded but she still looked confused. I could tell her what's wrong if I knew myself. But I didn't.

****

"The manager talked about that. He is not planning on selling now, though. At least that's what he said. He didn't sound very confident about his choice." Seb explained.
"What we can do is find another one or find a point that will make him gain more. Or you can put pressure on them, Vic. You're good at that."

I shook my head. "Negotiation first. Maybe we can increase the funds." I said.

"No. I'm not adding a cent to this. They talk too much and don't realize that we value our time too much to have them change the terms every minute. They take it or leave it. You tell them that." Jason said in a final tone.

"Jason, it won't change anything for us if we increase the f-"

"I said no."

I balled my fist trying my hardest not to jump over his desk to strangle. He has been doing this since I left his office two days ago.

It's frustrating because it's just feels like my first months with him. He was always doing that, which was causing me to go home and cry every day, because I wanted to quit but couldn't. But he's gonna need to do more than that to make me cry. Right now, he is just making me angry.

Seb furrowed his eyebrows as I just sat there glaring at Jason who just looked stared back completely unbothered.

"Okay. What the hell is wrong between you two?" Seb asked. "You have been acting weird since I came back."

"Ask your brother."

I just grabbed my laptop and turned to storm out of his office.

He can eat his funds.

I was fuming as I walked from his office to mine. Lydia even looked confused probably because I looked like I was going to explode, which was right.

The only problem was that the closer I got to my office, my anger started turning into sorrow.
I wished I knew what was wrong with him. If I did something, he could tell me instead of acting like a complete jerk.

I closed my office door and leaned against it closing my eyes tightly when I felt a tightness on my chest.

Don't cry. I chanted repeatedly while walking to my desk.

Stupid jerk.

I sat on my desk and buried my face in my hands, taking deep breaths trying to stop myself from crying. No way, especially not here.

I lifted my head up when someone knocked at my door.

"Yes." I said and straightened up.

The door opened and Seb walked in before closing it behind him.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah Why wouldn't I be?" I smiled as he walked closer and sat in front of me.

"Because my brother is being an asshole. And I don't know what's wrong with him?" He said.

"He is being an asshole to me." I corrected and he frowned slightly, knowing I was right.

"Chris, from human resources, said that you were planning on taking a vacation." He said.

"Yes." I simply replied.

"Okay. Jason wants to talk to you."

"About what?" I asked confused. "I just left his office."

"And then he saw an email from human resources." He said leaning back. "Now he wants to talk to you."

"That's my personal life. He doesn't need to talk to me about anything. I talk to human resource and they give my break, which is my right." I said crossing my arms over my chest. "So now he sends you when he wants to talk to me. Seb, you can tell your brother to go to hell."

He laughed lightly standing up. "I'm gonna tell that you want him to go to hell."

He walked out of my office and I almost followed him to tell Jason a piece of my mind. Who does he think he is?

I scoffed and went back to work.

****

Hours passed and I almost jumped out of my seat at the end of the day, too eager to leave this place and go to my mother.

My happiness was short when my office door was opened and Jason walked in closing the door behind him.

"I sent Seb to tell you to come to my office. Why didn't you?" He asked coldly.

I just ignored him and grabbed my phones, shoving them in my purse before grabbing my laptop and walking to the door.

He grabbed my arm and pushed me back when I was about to open the door.

"You answer my question."

"Our meeting was over and I don't have to discuss my personal life. I did what you told me, and sent you a copy of the email." I said calmly trying to walk past him but he stopped me again.

"Since when did you decide you were taking a break?" He asked again and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Sir, with all due respect, my personal life is none of your business." I said pushing his hand away.

"Try to act stubborn and see if you'll leave this place."

At his words I got so angry that I roughly shoved his hand way.

"What makes you think you can demand anything from. I don't owe you any explanation since you also don't want to give me an explanation for your behaviour!" I said angrily and he raised his eyebrows in surprise when my voice started getting louder.
"I take a break if I want. I told Chris to find someone to replace me until I come back, because I'm leaving with my mother. "

"To go where?"

I let out a humorless laugh before looking at him in disbelief.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Don't demand anything from me." I said again before taking a deep breath and turning away from him.

Don't cry.

I turn back to glare at him. "You're good at digging information, then use your skills because you're not getting anything from me." I snapped and tried to walk around him but he stopped me again.

I slapped his hand away and groaned in frustration.

"What the hell you want from me, Jason? You don't want to talk to me and I left you alone. Now what?"

This man makes me so mad. And he doesn't even answer.

I sighed and placed my things on my desk. I don't know what kind of situation this is. But I don't like it. I don't like not knowing things.

"Jason, just tell me something. Do you want to be with me, or not? That's all I want to know right now. Tell me so I can know where to focus my energy and thoughts on." I said calmly facing him.

I waited and balled my fists again, but this time out of fear of his answer. I held my breath once again to stop myself from crying.

"Do you?" I asked again when all he did was just stand there staring at me.

I sighed and briefly buried my face in my hands when I failed to stop my tears.

I didn't care anymore. I took a breath and looked at him.

As the seconds passed, my mind kept drifting back to Italy. Maybe I really pushed him away because of my confession.

"Jason tell me." I pressed. "You know I love you no matter what. If you don't want more than friendship anymore, you can tell me, you don't have to act like that. I'm not forcing into anything. Just tell me so I'll know. I promise I'll understand."

The waiting was killing and I continued looking at him waiting for him to say something.

Anything.

"I'm sorry." He finally said causing me to lean back against my desk.