Fighting for her Life

Every day is the same situation; wake up, gym, shower, get ready for work, head to work, home, eat leftovers, then bed.  The next day rinse and repeat or at least that is what I prefer to let everyone think.  Ever since I can recall, I have led two separate lives. Even when I was in school, I had two separate groups of friends, Group A: people from school who saw the happy Skye that people wanted to see and Group B: consisted of individuals outside of school, who were older and knew the true Skye, the two groups never interacted.  I guess I never grew out of that and as I got older, it is starting to wear on me especially since every day I go to work and report to the biggest asshole, Jess Royal. The other part of my life wishes to come out and show him that I am not the tame roll over girl he assumes I am.  Every day I show up to work an hour early since my boss usually stays late and leaves me a long list of things, he needs to have completed first thing in the morning.  Since we should be arriving at the same time there is absolutely no way that would be achievable, but as his assistant for the last year and a half and knowing him, I know he feels the need to show me who the boss is.  At first, I thought he was just naturally an asshole, but nope when I talk to others in the office, they let me know what a great guy he is. One of the girls that work on my floor Kim, said he sends everyone personal birthday cards with a little something in it just as a thank you. He must have missed my birthday since I have been here long enough for at least one of my birthdays to have passed (my 25th birthday to be exact).  Come to think of it he had me stay late and prepare some reports on my birthday, not that I had anything special happening, but that’s beside the point...  I have always kept myself distant from everyone and everything.  Whatever I have, I have earned on my own.  I work hard every day from 9 to 5 and bring home enough money to survive and live a little, which is all I will ever need. My morning commenced the same as every other day up at 5am, grab my bag by the door with my outfit for work and run to the gym. The only difference is I am attending a new gym with a new trainer.  I have done some very extensive research, and he is exactly what I am searching for.  Someone to push me and get me fit for the fights I want to be in.:  not that he knows that this is why he is training my, or else he would never take me on as a trainee . My adrenaline was flowing high, and I was super aware of my surroundings or at least that is what I assumed.  He has got in an amazing jab and knocked me on my ass which is a little problem as I did not bring my big makeup bag and had to still go to work. Needless to say I didn't get to work my regular hour early and was actually 10 minutes late.  By the time I ran home, covered my bruise then went to the office with the extra traffic it put me out and put Jess in a mood, asshole times 10.  As soon as I sat down and turned on my computer, my phone rang with his name showing, instead of picking up the phone I got to my feet and walk into his office not in the mood for his s**t.  " Does your phone not work?" Jess comments without glancing up from his desk. "Nope phone works just fine Mr. Royal," I responded not in the mood and realizing on an average day I would have never answered him like that.  That reply caused him to look up from his desk and acknowledge me.  Remembering where I am and reminding myself of who I am at work, I draw a deep cleansing breath and answer once again in a professional manner. "Sorry for being late this morning, and when you called I was already on my way in with your morning coffee which is what I assume you were calling me for," I continue walking to his desk before he can express anything else and hand him his coffee. He just stared at me not recognizing what to make of me this morning.  I really hate when things do not run smoothly in my life which is normally when I must be extra careful not to let that other side of me shine through.  Since he never replied I ask him if he needs anything else before I head back to my desk so I can work on the tasks for the day. An hour into my day and the long list of tasks he left me last night my cell phone rings with the name of my trainer, which is odd since he didn't have my number and because I never forget to turn my phone to silent once I enter the office. "Hello" I answered as nicely as possible, he's new and doesn't know my rules. "Hey this is Johnny...  from the gym this morning" he replied being sweet. "Yeah, I got that! is there something I can help you with since I'm at work?"  I answered losing my patience. "Well I thought I should let you know that you forgot your bag and wallet at the gym, and if you required it it,can swing by where you work and drop it off for you" he said not paying any attention to the tone I just gave him.   f**k!!! I need my wallet, but that would mean that my two worlds would encounter each other and that has never happened in my 25 years of life. "Thanks for the call, I do really need my stuff but instead of coming all the way to where I work how about I meet you at a Deli and treat you to lunch instead?" If he agrees this might work. "Sure after the workout this morning I could go for something to eat, text me the address and time and I'll meet you there". Thank f**k! And then boom Jess walks out of his office, can this day possibly get any worse? "I didn't know I paid you to talk on your phone," Asshole comments, "Sorry Mr. Royal, that was a friend letting me know that I left my wallet behind, that will never happen again," I replied trying my best not to be nasty and become the girl he's used to. "Make sure of it and plan to stay late to make up for the time you were late.  Since you need to step out for lunch, I can only assume you were not planning on making your time up at lunch” Are you kidding me right now, what about all the hours I already do for free? What an asshole, seriously who in their right mind thinks this guy is nice!? Nice to look at, nice to fantasize about hell yeah and... FOCUS SKYE he is looking at you like he notices you checked out from the conversation which pisses me off because now I remember he was listening to my phone conversation.  Who does that! Be professional Skye, you can do it. "Yes of course" I said with the most fake, brightest smile I could muster. The rest of my morning goes by without another mishap, I have texted Johnny the address of the Deli 2 blocks from the office which is really a little hole in the wall, and I have never seen anyone from work grab lunch from there.  As I grab my jacket and purse to head to the deli, my life's misery decides to come out of his cave to let me know that he will be stepping out for lunch and should be back within the hour and needs two presentations on his desk when he gets back to the office for his 3pm meeting.  As I approach the deli, I look at Johnny approaching and WOW I guess I did not really notice that he is s*x on a stick this morning!  I mean he obviously has a fit body since he was training me this morning but seriously how did I miss his looks.  I really need to add a new part of my life and start going out!  "Hey" Johnny yells, suddenly, I am a little flush what the hell. "Hey thanks for meeting me, but on my way here I realized that I never asked if you were training me tonight too or if it was just this morning?" "Are you sure you're up for more training?" He asks looking a little concerned and touches the bruise that he knows is there and cannot see. "Of course, although my asshole of a boss has me staying late for my late arrival this morning,". "Come on I owe you some lunch,". On my way back to the office I realize I had a good lunch.  Johnny was extremely sweet and easy on the eyes for sure, this is so odd for me and something that I need to keep in check since he will be my trainer for the next month, possibly longer.  Once I reach my desk, I work on the presentation before Mr. Royal arrives. As I am putting the finishing touches on the presentation he arrives, and I hand them to him as he heads to his office. At 2pm I head to the coffee station since Jess will be expecting it in 10 minutes.  As I am waiting for it brew, Kim comes in for her coffee and we talk as we wait.  I swear that man is everywhere today, as soon as the pot finishes brewing he walks in searching for me. "I will not need a coffee at this time Ms. Anderson, but would like you to come to my office" f**k this man is in a mood today "Okay Mr. Royal I will be right there." Once he leaves Kim just stares at me and she has this goofy expression on her face, "WHAT?" "That man has it bad for you" and with that she leaves, and I prepare my coffee and head to his office. All I hear is what Kim said in the coffee room, she must be on something. The rest of the day is pretty much the same s**t with a lot of "Yes sir" and "No problem Mr. Royal" by the time I leave the office Mr. Royal has left, and the late-night list I usually find in the morning has been taken care of.  It's late and I'm not really feeling like working out, so I text Johnny and he calls me right away. "What happened?" is the response I get once I pick up the phone. "Hi to you to! Nothing just leaving the office and you worked my body badly this morning.  I just want to head home eat some leftovers and veg?. "Text me your address and I will bring you dinner," is his response, is he serious? "Thanks for the offer but I'm good, see you in morning," then I hang up before he has a chance to reply. Jess I have to leave the office before Skye tonight since she just pissed me off this morning when she showed up to the office late and with a f*****g bruise that she thinks she's hiding.  I call the only person in the world that I can be an asshole around that will not take it personally.  As I walk into the bar, my brother Johnny is on his phone, he mentioned he had an appointment cancel on him tonight and rescheduled for tomorrow.  Johnny is the best Kickboxing trainer but is a retired UFC trainer. He claims he got tired of traveling, and the guys he worked with lived a life that would eventually crash and of course he missed me. "Hey Little Brother" I said as I approach him, he has this expression of concern on his face. "What's going on that you need to drink and spend the night with me?" "Is that anyway to greet your brother when he asks you to meet for a beer?" "Not that I mind having a drink  on you, but you knew I’d be working tonight with a new client and you wouldn't have called unless you needed to,". "Okay, you remember I told you about my Assistant that is hot as f**k, that I refuse to touch since she works for me?" "Of course, the chick you refuse to give me any information on other than she's HOT as f**k,". "Well I don't know much about her outside from her being my Assistant, and that’s the way it's going to stay." "Ok, I can't say that I am following the reason you are about to punch something, since it sounds like the same s**t for the last year or so." Fuck I hate it when my brother is so calm and reasonable. "Man she showed up today and she looked like she was beat up and was covering it up with makeup." I deflated like my life has just been sucked out of my lungs as I flag down the bartender and order 2 shots of Patron Silver. "Listen man, you’re my brother and I will help you anyway I can but you don't know her and she might not want you to know so stay away." I know my brother is right and so I drink all thought of her away, no female has ever taken this much headspace.  I do not know her and that’s the problem because I want to.