The CEO'S Assistant

The Talk

I spent the next two days at home sulking over the dream and reliving what went on at work. I didn't know what I was going to do when I went back. I was reading in my room when I heard a knock on the door. Who could that be? I got up and went and opened the door. To my surprise it was Stacy. She was holding a bunch of snacks and wine. My hero. I smiled when I saw her. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked her. "I figured you needed some girl time and someone to talk to. So I brought snacks and wine. Plus it's my day off." she said. I moved aside and let her in. "You can set them on the table," I said. "No we are going to your bedroom and we are going to dive in right away," she said as she walked towards my bedroom. I closed the door and followed right behind her. We reached my bedroom and we both sat on the bed. "So, start talking" I looked at her confused. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Look you can't just blow up at my brother, take two days off and not have nothing to talk about," she said to me. She was right I had a lot I needed to talk about. "Where do I begin?" I asked. "How about you start with why you blew up at my brother." I just stared at her, I didn't want to get into that part of the conversation yet but I knew I had to if I wanted to get over it. She pulled out a bag of chips. I went to the kitchen and grabbed two wine glasses. She poured the wine and honestly, I felt more relaxed. "I blew up at your brother mainly because I think I was scared of rejection. even though I know he hates me." I looked at her as I took another sip of wine. That seemed to make her more confused. "What do you mean rejection?" she pressured. "I like your brother a lot but I don't want to admit it to myself or him and I know he wouldn't feel the same way. I'm way too lower class for him and he wouldn't even think about looking at me in that way." I told her. "Honey, you don't know unless you try" she comforted me. "I can't even get passed his hard-ass facade, what makes you think he would go for someone like me?" I asked. "Talson has a way of surprising people, he isn't all that bad. It's like I told you the first day we met. He doesn't know when to turn off the business. He's been doing it for so long that it has sorta engulfed him. I mean, I know he can be an asshole, and rightfully so with what he has been through." I raised an eyebrow. "what do you mean?" I asked. "Don't tell Talson I told you this, but our family has not always been the best. My mother and my father don't like us dating or marrying anyone below us and they can be quite mean. That's why you never hear us talk about them or go see them. But Talson was in love with a girl at one point and she was like you. Lower class but they had a true connection. One day she went missing and no one could find her until years down the road. She had been murdered and the killer was never found. The cops figure it was the wrong place wrong time, but the autopsy said something different. She was poisoned and she died a slow painful death and what hurt Talson the most was he wasn't there to save her. Our parents kept him away. Do I believe our parents had something to do with it? yes, I do but I can't prove it. So after all that happened Talson changed, he grew angry and he threw himself into work and he hasn't spoken to my parents in years." She said sadly. I wanted to cry for Talson, that must have been something hard to deal with. The person you love goes missing and then finds them dead. I couldn't imagine what he must have felt at that point in time. I looked at Stacy horrified. She continued to speak "He has never healed from that, that's why I said maybe if you give him a chance, you could be the one to heal him from it. I liked her a lot when I knew her. She was like a sister to me." she said reliving some of the memories she had with Kristin. "I don't know about that. He barely gives me the time of day most of the time" I said to her. "That's just his way of pushing you away, that's what he does. He pushes people away so he doesn't get hurt or if he does care about you he does it so they don't get hurt." she confessed to me.

I downed the rest of the wine in my glass to relieve some stress from this conversation. "So I know you like my brother, I know you had a sexy dream about him. Is there anything else that is bothering you?" She asked me gently. "I got to go to New Jersey at some point, to see my parents they are both sick. I don't think Talson will take it well if I leave for periods at a time." I said to her. She looked at me and smiled. "Talson may be an asshole but he is not heartless. I know he has forgotten what family feels like and means but I try to remind him from time to time," she reassured me. We continued to talk the rest of the day, it was nice to finally have a friend that actually cared about me and my well-being. "Thank you," I told her with pure gratitude in my voice. She looked at me and laughed "For what?" she asked. "For checking on me, being a good friend, and listening to me. I have never really had someone do that." I confessed. "Well, I like you and I hope you and my brother work out at some point. I think you could be good for him," she said as she hugged me. I felt relieved after we talked and I wasn't worried about going to work anymore. We got up from the bed and I walked her to the door. "Thanks again, maybe we could make this a tradition. Like hanging out I mean" I told her as I held the door open and she was walking out. "I would definitely love that," she said as she said her goodbyes and walked to her car. I closed the door and leaned against it. I felt a huge relief and it helps that I know a little more about Talson and why he is the way he is. I walked back to my bedroom and laid on the bed. Thinking about all the things that Stacy had said to me. She was right maybe I needed to let my guard down, and be myself and she how Talson likes the real me. When I go back to work tomorrow I am going to walk in with my head held high, and feeling refreshed. I crawled under the blankets and went to bed with a smile on my face. <ybe this could be a new start or chapter for Talson and I.