D'angelo Brothers

5

—You don't have to be so hard on others. — I say a little quietly to be discreet, he gets close to my ear and says:

—He is not to be trusted. And I care too much about you to let some i***t hurt you.

His words make my heart jump with joy, no man had ever spoken to me like that, much less treated me so well, he makes me feel endless things that I don't want to put a name to yet.

Ethan sits closer to me when our orders arrive, while we eat. He caresses my legs under the table, almost and I choke, I cough a little and he pats me on the back and then caresses it, God, this man is to kill me

-Are you OK? — He asks me, he knows I'm not well so I glare at him, or so I try.

I'm so blushing that Carolina asks me if I'm okay and I can only respond by nodding, letting her know that I am.

A few minutes later Ethan excuses himself because he has an important call to take.

-Sure you're okay? You are very red.

—Yes, calm is nothing.

—Hey, don't turn around, but Dylan has been watching you for a while. He doesn't take his eyes off you.

-Did you know? We better go.

—Yes, better, lest he create one of his scenes here.

—One of your scenes, what do you mean by that?

-You do not know? What are you going to know if you're new, well I'll tell you," she tells me as we move towards the exit. "Some time ago, Mr. Ethan had a girlfriend who was unfaithful to him with... That man," she says, pointing with her head in the direction of Dylan, incredible, that's why my friend said. That he can't be trusted—the worst part is that he and the D'Angelo Brothers were best friends until that happened, and not only that, he and his ex got married and are expecting a baby.

Tremendous drama, I didn't think Ethan had gone through something like that, I thought he was the one to whom chaotic things happened.

Once we arrive at the company everyone stares at us at strange things.

—This is uncomfortable, why do they see us like this?

-Don't know. —Carolina watches everything carefully and then reacts. —Oh s**t her.

—What, what's happening?

—We are in trouble, the other boss, Mr. Zack, arrived.

Oh my god, just hearing his name makes my skin crawl, wasn't he supposed to arrive in a few days or a few weeks? Or what do I know.

And I ask Carolina that and she is also speechless, she was supposed to have everything in order for when the man arrived. And well I don't know how she's going to react, I arrived from her business trip and the secretaries outside her workplace.

Let's see how he reacts.

I see that Carolina is going towards the staff elevator and I call her so that we can get on the presidential one because it is faster, there won't be any human traffic since only we are going to use it.

—You're crazy, how are we supposed to use the boss elevator?

—Calm down, I have the access card. —With this magnetic card I can call the elevator, it is incredible because there is no button on the outside that you touch like any other ordinary elevator. No, this one is more sophisticated, once inside everything is made of glass, it is easy to see outside but those outside cannot see those inside, there is a board that obviously marks the levels of each floor, 29 floors in total.

—Okay this is strange, did you steal Mr. Ethan's magnetic card?

-That? No, how do you think? This is mine, she gave it to me this morning before coming to work.

—He had never given one to anyone or his girlfriends, only his family has access to this elevator. —He tells me and then stares at me with wide eyes—oh no, don't tell me that you are a relative of Mr. D'Angelo, because he is going to fire me if he finds out that I told you part of his love drama. . — starts walking in circles worried, when the lights go out and the elevator stops.

This is bad, very bad, I am claustrophobic, I am terrified of dark and closed places.

I start to hyperventilate, I'm cold, I can't breathe.

—Help, is anyone listening? -I say knocking on the door, but no one seems to listen.

"Hey, don't worry, it was just a blackout, I'm sure they're fixing it," he tells me, trying to calm me down.

—I can't... I can't breathe. — I feel like the walls are collapsing on me, the darkness envelops me, the red emergency light flashes on the side of the button board and I press the emergency button waiting for someone to answer the call.

Carolina turns on the flashlight on her phone and places it in a corner so that the Light illuminates as much of the place as possible.

—Okay, sit down and try to breathe slowly, close your eyes and listen to my voice. -I do what he tells me but my nerves don't let me breathe slowly and I'm hyperventilating. I listen to her take something out of her purse and place it in my mouth, a paper bag.

—Go on, inhale and exhale here it will help you, keep your eyes open I'll try to call someone from security.

I feel my skin tingling from my scalp to the soles of my feet, tears flood my eyes, I feel like I'm in a nightmare. Reliving bad times, when I was little I was locked in an elevator for hours and hence my phobia of closed places.

But everything becomes confusing and I am slowly losing consciousness, it is my end, I will die in an elevator.

I hear distant voices. My breathing is erratic, I feel like I'm being moved but I can't react properly,

"Diana... Diana..." I hear that voice.

I look for that deep voice that I love so much, and I know it's Ethan but I can't see it.

-Demons! Carolina, tell me what he is conscious of.

—You are already reacting, Sir.

—Thank goodness, talk to her to distract her, check her purse to make sure she has some chocolate, let her eat something to distract her, she is claustrophobic.

— Yes, sir, don't worry, I will be very attentive. But tell me, what happened, why the power outage?

—We don't know, I'm investigating but everything points to sabotage, Zack is with the firefighters, we'll get them out shortly.

- Thank you.

I listen to their entire conversation without being able to do anything, my body is a little asleep but I manage to take off my shoes and sit down.

— For heaven's sake I thought I would die, Mr. Ethan says you're claustrophobic, well, I already realized that but, woman, don't give me those scares again, my heart couldn't resist it.

—...

—Tell me something, how do you feel?

—...

—Okay, you don't want to talk, I understand, I'm going to look for something you can eat in your purse, okay?

—I have some energy bars in one of the internal pockets.

"Well, at least you didn't lose your voice," he says while searching my wallet. "Here." —He hands me a chocolate bar with peanuts. — This wallet looks like a bottomless magic bag, you have everything here. — She says as she continues searching and I try to open the bar. Stupid bar that doesn't open. — Pepper spray, it's fine but with everything you have here it will take you forever to find her, it would be more effective than hitting her with your wallet.

I finally manage to open the bar, and take my first bite. Hmm! I love chocolate.

—You're going to gain weight if you eat a lot of chocolate.

—Believe me, at this moment the last thing I care about is getting fat, I just want to get out of this box of hell.

—Don't worry, let's go out, Mr. Zack is already on it.

—What a bad start to my first day, and I was locked in and to make matters worse, the boss arrives and is going to meet me under these circumstances. - these things happen only to me.

—Are you and Mr. Ethan a couple?

—No, he's just a very good friend.

—but they went to bed, right?

- If I have slept with O no, you won't think I'm going to tell you. —I say a little rudely, I don't like to talk about my private life.

—It's okay, don't bother with me alone... Nothing, forget it.

—ah no, say what you were going to say—as they say, I don't like gossip but it entertains me.

—Well, it's okay, he just sees you in a different way, he didn't even see his ex that way.

—And how do you see me?

—I don't know, he just sees you differently and treats you differently, that's what I can tell you, he seems to appreciate you a lot. And there is little that I have been able to see so far today.

— Yes, I too...

I can't finish talking when the elevator shakes, suddenly I feel an emptiness in my stomach, this box of hell is moving but in the opposite direction it's going in a nosedive, I feel like I'm going to die here and now, I can only scream and Carolina does the same. same, tears flood my eyes, and myBreathing is erratic, my whole body is shaking with fear, I feel like the walls are coming down on me.

But he stops suddenly and hits my head on the glass. At that moment I see through the glass walls how the staff outside are crowding around to see what is happening. Yes, it is indeed my death and they are already watching over me. .

I feel a hot liquid rolling down my forehead, I touch it and it's blood, I touch my head and complain about the pain. It can't be, when he hit me he hurt me in such a way that I'm bleeding.

I hear voices over the intercom but I can't recognize them until a deep voice speaks.

—Caroli, it's Zack, please tell me if they are okay.

"I'm fine, sir," he says when he gets up and goes to the board, rubbing his buttock. — And Dia...— he stays halfway speaking when he sees me — s**t, s**t — He says in Spanish. He grabs my head and checks me, — s**t — Takes out of... I don't know where, a handkerchief and he places it on my head to help with the bleeding—Diana is bleeding a lot, sir.

- Damn, we're going down, we'll enter through the roof.

Carolina sits next to me and helps me with the handkerchief.

My head hurts like never before.

I have nausea.

And a lot of fear, the desire to cry floods me and I do it, I feel so helpless.

I feel very weak.

I just want Ethan by my side.

Ethan... Ethan... I'm scared.

A few minutes later I hear movement on the wall above the elevator, my head hurts like hell, Carolina is helping me cover my head with a scarf that covers my head since I'm bleeding a lot, she's talking to me so I don't fall asleep but I think everything is impossible for meit's blurry.

I feel like the bar I ate is going to be returned at any moment.

Something falls near us and it's a piece of the elevator roof.

I look up and see one of the firefighters leaning out.

—Okay girls, here's the help, my name is Cristian, I'm going to go down and I'm going to help you up with the help of my partner Malcom, is that okay?

In a few seconds it is already inside.

—Let's go with you first because you're hurt. —She says when she sees the wound on my head.

-No. Don't touch her, I'll take care of her. - says that man with a powerful and demanding voice

—but sir, she is injured, we have to take her out right now.

—I'll take care of it, you help the lady get out first.

Shortly after I see how they help Carolina out through the roof.

—I'm here my queen.

"My guardian angel," I say devilishly.