I sit on my office chair with a stack of untouched documents sitting on the table. I have a lot of work to do but my mind doesn't want to cooperate with me. I keep thinking about Jay and what he might be doing in his office. It's been almost two hours after the incident that happened between us, but he hasn't asked me to get him his usual coffee. He hasn't even come out to do anything at all. Does he feel ashamed over how he treated me earlier?
I'm so curious to know what he's doing at the moment, but I must admit that I'm a little bit nervous about the idea of knocking on his door. I'm afraid of his crazy anger issues, I think I've been traumatized despite the fact that I want to forget it happened. I have to check on him, I need to know he's okay.
I stand up from my seat and move my he
