A Cowboys Promise

Memories come back

I get to the office after finding directions on my phone and working my way through traffic. Thankfully, I don't live that far from the office, so I wasn't late. I get inside and go to the reception desk and ask what floor Mr. Walker is on, and the receptionist looks at me like I lost my mind. She says," I think you want the 30th floor. You've been there for like a year now. Are you ok?" I just nod my head and thank her, then say goodbye. I don't want everyone knowing I have amnesia, so I try to look like I remember everyone nodding hello and smiling. I get into the elevator and hit the button for the 30th floor. I am getting more anxious the closer I get to my destination, I'm not sure why. When I get off the elevator, I go to the double glass doors and knock. The guy behind the desk looks up at me and smiles. I'm not sure how that makes me feel. It's almost like he's hiding something from me.

I get to his desk, and he gestures for me to sit, and I pick the chair right in front of him. I was taught never to show fear, be strong and confident, and I can rule the world. Well, I'm not so sure anymore. I sit there expecting him to say anything at all, but he just keeps looking at me. "Mr. Walker, I need to get my work done, so if we're finished here, I would like I to be able to leave and go to my desk and get started on my own work."Mr. Walker looked at me finally and said, " You can go to your desk to work when I say you can. I have important paperwork here that needs to be looked over, and this whole day has messed everything up." I ask for the paperwork and look through it as fast as I can, and everything looks good. I hand it all back and tell him it all looks good and he tells me I can leave now. I get up and walk out.

That was a weird encounter. What has gotten into him? He keeps looking at me like I am disgusting, and I am not sure why? I think I need to get away for a while and figure out if a new job is needed. I don't like the way he has been acting around me lately. It's almost possessive behavior, like I need to be near him and only him. We don't have a relationship, so I don't want him to take a complaint to HR. I will go home and start figuring out where I want to take a small leave and get my thoughts together, and figure out what I want to do. I go to leave, and I hear behind me,"Make sure you're early tomorrow, I have something I need done quickly." He doesn't wait for an answer and starts walking away. I turn around and leave.

As I'm walking to my desk to get rid of the files from before I grab my stuff and turn around to see Mr. Walker stared at me from his office door. He really gives me the creeps. I started to think about all the different times he's tried to touch my arm or rub my shoulders while I was typing what he was dictating for a paper. I realize this all seems familiar, and I start to get little flashes of pictures flash before my eyes. I put my hand across my mouth to stifle the scream I want to let loose, I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm myself. I walk as fast as I can to get outside to my car. When I get in the car, I hold onto the steering wheel with a white knuckled grip, and I let loose the scream. My memories are flooding back like a non-stop movie clip, and I now know why he was acting relieved when I came back to work and didn't recognize him. He is the one who was trying to hurt me before I lost my memory. I can't work here anymore, I have to find somewhere else to go. I start to drive home and brainstorm what I can do. I think I need to get away for a little while. Maybe head towards the southeast for a while. Maybe a month long vacation will give me time.

I got home and locked my door. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. After I ate, I went upstairs to take a hot shower and try to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a stressful day. I'm going to quit my job and go on a vacation. I have my haberdashery shop, and I work at the office too. I have a feeling my office job is what I'll give up. My shop means too much to me. I heard of a little cabin in the mountains where a little town is. It should be quiet, and I'll be able to think while I try to find the information I need on my baby's daddy. I think he should know he is going to be a father. I called the number to the cabin and talked to the owner. The nice woman said that it would be OK for me to stay as long as I liked. So I booked it for a month. I was going to quit anyway, so this will be an easy way out. I started getting my suitcase together, at least enough clothes for a couple of weeks. I can buy new stuff when I get there. I'm actually getting excited.