Failed Attempt
1044 Words
Stella's POV
I arrived at work this morning, on time. I head to the elevator and get on, hit the button to close the door, just as Mr. Walker stops the door from closing and gets on with me. Uugghh. I can't stand my new boss. He's arrogant, bossy, smooth talking, and so not my type. so when he turns around in front of me and asks me if I would want to get lunch sometime. I just look at him and tell him as nicely as I possibly can," No, thank you. It's nice of you to ask, but I don't hang out with people from the office. I don't like to mix business and pleasure."
He looked at me and frowned, then came towards me and tried to grab my arm. I told him I would scream and security would come. He laughed and said,"I sent them on an errand. They won't be back for a while. It's just you and me." I tried as hard as I could to wrench my arm from his hold. There will definitely be a bruise tomorrow. He grabs me around my waist and tries to kiss me. I'm pick my leg up and hit him with my knee as hard as I can. He bends over, holding his crotch and grunts.I take that as my opportunity to run as far and fast as I can. He must have gained his strength back because he is chasing me.I tried every door I passed, and none of them were unlocked. As I barrel down the stairs as fast as I can, I trip when zi hit the last step. I pass out from hitting my head. The last thing I see is Mr. Walker.
I come to in a room with a low light above my head. I'm lying down, and I'm covered up. I put my hand up to my forehead and feel a bandage. I must have hit my head hard because it is throbbing. I have a massive headache. Whoever helped me, I hope they have some Tylenol. I only have to wait a few minutes before a nurse comes into the room. She smiles at me and asks how my head is feeling. I tell her about my headache and she gives me some medicine. I asked her," Where am I? In a hospital?" She tells me ," Yes, a nice gentleman brought you in. He said he found you on the floor at the bottom of some stairs. He saw your head bleeding and decided to bring you here." I ask her if he is still here. She told me no. I wonder who helped me? Why was I at the bottom of some stairs, unconscious? She tells me they figured I would have some memory loss, but it should come back soon. I need to rest, and I'll get better soon enough. She did ask me if I knew I was at the end of my 1st trimester. I told her no, I didn't. She smiled, patted my hand, and told me it would be OK.
It only takes a week, and then I'm sent home. I had never seen the guy who helped me. Apparently, he didn't come back at all. I make my way out of the hospital and hail a cab. Thankfully, I had my purse, and my address was in there. I took the cab to the address on my ID and fetched the keys out of my purse. I walked up to the house and opened the door. Everything looked foreign to me. I looked around for pictures and found some with me and a blonde hair girl. I don't know who she is. Hopefully, I'll see her come around, and I can ask her who I am. Even as I say this to myself, I feel a pang in my heart. I don't know why, but I feel sad all of a sudden. Then I turn to go to the kitchen and see a little nook in the wall that has that same picture, but there is a candle there as well with some flowers. I look closer and see there is a little card there as well. I pick it up and realize it is a funeral card for thar girl. I assume she was very special to me and she won't be there to answer my questions. I feel even lonlier now.
I decide I'll take a shower and try to go to bed and sleep. I'm going to need it to face tomorrow. I have to remember I am pregnant and have to take care of this little bump. I get in the shower and let the hot water hit me and rub my belly. I wonder who the daddy is. I didn't see any pictures of a guy around. Guess I'm on my own for now. I get out of the shower and find some pj's and climb into the bed. I lie there for about 10 minutes and drift off to sleep. I toss and turn all night, and before I know it, it is morning. I just pull the covers up and close my eyes. I don't want to get up yet. Somewhere in the room, I hear a phone ringing. I get up to go look for it. I finally find it in my purse and look at the screen. It says Mr. Walker is calling. I wonder who that is. I answer it out of curiosity. On the other end, I hear someone say," Hello, Stella. It Mr. Walker, are you coming in to work today. I gave you a week off after your incident. Are you feeling up to coming in? I need the help." I just stand there wondering what he is talking about. So I asked him," Where do I work?" He huffs and says," What do you mean? You work at Walker Industries, and you're my secretary. Please hurry, I have a lot of things that need to be done and I can't do them without you." I say," Ok, "and I hang up. I guess I need to get dressed and try this out. Maybe some of my memories will come back.
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