Quit Being A b***h And Love Me

Drunken State

Harper's POV

I sat in my chair in my new office. I was so excited but trying so hard to contain it. I'm not much for over exaggerating but I don't understand how I can't be happy over this. I got to work for someone I have looked up to for most of my life and I get to be in the office right next to hers. I am currently reading the drafts that Reena had done. She had about twenty of them and each chapter was like ten pages long so I had my hands full. But I didn't complain because not only do I get to read, but I get to read a book that hasn't even been published yet.

She barely had any mistakes and if she did they were miner. Every word that was written drew me more into the book to the point I didn't even realize there was someone staring at me. I looked up once I heard someone tapping their nails on the desk. I smiled at the receptionist, Samantha and smiled. "Hey." I said. She just crossed her arms and looked at me. I'm starting to realize she does that a lot.

"There's something different about you." I chuckled to myself.

"Everyone seems to say that but not know what exactly is different." She slowly nodded her head.

"Well I'm just saying because you seem to be the only person Reena has worked with who she doesn't want to kill." I smiled to myself. Samantha watched me and she smiled too. I was honestly a little creeped out by this and I could tell from just by looking at her she was one of those kids in school that wasn't exactly a teachers pet but was helpful and also made people laugh. "You like her don't you?" My eyes went wide and I started choking on air.

"What do you mean? She's married." She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Just because someone is in a relationship doesn't mean you can't like them." I chuckled.

"Well considering this isn't high school and that person is married, it kind of does." Samantha shrugged her shoulders. "Samantha, can I ask you a question."

"You can call me Sam. And sure." I sighed and leaned back in my chair.

"What is Mrs. Davis like." Her smile got wider and she sat down in the chair that was on the opposite side of my desk.

"Well, to the eye she's a b***h. She doesn't care about anyone's feelings, she doesn't listen to anyone but herself, and if you died she would laugh." I shifted in my seat a little. "But if you got to know her, she's amazing. She loves surprises even if she says she doesn't, a small gesture like getting her a flower or even remembering what her favorite coffee will make her entire day. You have to understand that Reena is one of those types of people who doesn't like to express her feelings in front of people, but just as any other human, she has feelings." I looked down and started thinking to myself a little.

When I was little I never really had a phone so I never knew what Reena looked like. So I had to figure out what type of person she was through her books. Now whenever I did finally have enough money to buy a phone, the first thing I did was look her up. And she was exactly what I thought she was. But in all of her pictures you could tell she was forcing a smile, you could tell she wasn't happy. "Do you not like her husband?" I asked. Sam took a deep sigh and leaned forward.

"Between me and you. f**k no." I chuckled to myself. "Plus I know that Reenas gay." I squinted my eyes.

"Then why did she marry a man?"

"Reena has also tried to please her parents no matter if she admits it or not. I guess she got tired of them always breathing down her neck and decided to marry him." I hummed in response.

"So, have you two ever-" I gestured with my hands. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh no, god no. We have been friends for over fifteen years now. We are practically sisters." I nodded my head. "Plus I'm team penis." I didn't say nor do any type of movement when she said this. I guess she noticed this and was getting ready to question me on it but her phone rang. We said goodbye and I watched as she left.

I opened up my computer and started looking at office decorations. I had about an extra 200 dollars so I minus well spend it on some stuff for my new office. As I was looking on Pinterest my phone buzzed. I looked at it to see an email. It was from Samantha telling me that I can go home now and to give her my number. I smiled and emailed her my number.

I put the drafts in my purse and looked at my phone to see Sam texted me. I saved her number and read her text. "Ask her to dinner." I shook my head and stood up out of my chair.

"And why the hell would I do that? I've barely known her for 24 hours." I looked at my watch to see it was 8:12pm. Maybe it was 24 hours. Well that's besides the point. As far as I know she doesn't even like me.

"I told you. It's the small things. Ask her! I'll see you tomorrow?" I groaned and put my phone in my pocket. I walked out of my office and looked at her office doors. I don't even know if she's still here. I mean she most likely is here. I took a deep breath and sighed. I knocked on the door and there was a small 'come in'.

I walked in to see her still sitting in her chair on her computer. You know, I've never understood that. When I was in school I would also notice how when teachers aren't teaching they're on their computers. And I mean, they will be on it for twenty to forty minutes straight. Like, what do they be doing?

She looked up at me and leaned back in her chair. She then looked at her watch and squinted her eyes. "It's 8:15, what are you doing here?" I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. I awkwardly walked towards her with my nerves spiraling out of me.

"Um, I was just wondering, if you would like, to um, go, I'm mean if you can, i-i know you have t-things to do, not that you don't have any fun, you probably do, it's just-"

"I don't have all day Ms. Jones." She said. I scratched the back on my head and took a deep sigh.

"Can I take you out for dinner?" That came out faster than I intended. I don't understand why I am acting so nervous in front of her. I have liked lots of people, I haven't actually ever talked to them but still. There was one person that I ended up dating. I thought she was the one I will admit. But as always, I found out she wasn't like who I thought she was.

I looked at her to see her staring down at her computer. She was looking at it but she also wasn't. She was thinking. I swear to god I just wanted to walk out of here and go home. Why did I even ask her? Why did I listen to Sam? They are best friends and I guess she knows more about her than I do. Uhhh, I just want to-"

"Sure." For a second my heart stopped. I watched as she closed her computer and stood up. I smiled to myself and crossed my arms and looked around to try and not seem like a creep and just stare at her. "Where are we going?" I looked up at her and mentally slapped myself. I don't f*****g know! I was planning on going home and stuffing my face with Chinese food.

"How about pizza?" It's simple I know, but I can tell that this woman has been living in a luxury lifestyle for a while and I want to get her out of it. When it comes to showing people new things I am always the one to volunteer. My teachers love me.

"Alright, let's go."

******

We walked into Prime Pizza and I smiled as soon as the smell hit my nose. I haven't had pizza in about a month and honestly I've been craving it for some damn reason. I turned to look at Mrs. Davis to see her looking around the place. She didn't look disgusted which was a good thing but she also didn't seem fazed by it. "You want to stay and eat or take it to go?" I asked. She kept looking around until she looked at me. She was like two inches taller than me but she was wearing heels, so that told me that without them I would be taller than her.

"We can stay. I have nowhere to be." I smiled and led her to the front counter.

"If you don't mind, can we get pineapples on top?" A lot of people I hang out with hate pineapples on top of pizza which is understandable but I love it.

"Yeah that would be great actually." I smiled even more as I told the person behind the counter what we wanted. She smiled at me and nodded her head. I grabbed my wallet out my back pocket but before I could take anything out she put her hand on mine. "I got it." She gave her card to the woman.

"Mrs. Davis I-"

"It's fine. And you can call me Reena." I smiled at this and looked down a little to avoid her gaze, but I could still feel her eyes on me. We went to go sit down in the booths across from one another. I watched as she pulled out her phone and started typing something. I didn't want to seem weird and stare at her but I also didn't want to be a copycat and take out my phone, so I just looked at the place.

I haven't been here in a while. My friends and I from college used to always go here when we needed a break or wanted to study. Eating pizza and studying is probably the best thing in the world. I watched as the woman brought over our pizza. We ordered a medium sized pizza with bacon, pineapple, and sausage. She sat it down in front of us and looked at me. "Chris was in here yesterday and asked about you." She said. I chuckled and shook my head. Chris was one of my buddies from college. Technically my swingman. He always tried to hook me up with girls that he knew didn't judge people. And to be fair, because of him I got laid regularly.

"Well if you see him again tell him to call me. I haven't heard from my best friend in a while." She smiled and nodded her head. I watched as she walked away and when I turned back around Reena was staring at me. But it was a stare that had a meaning. I ignored it because I was hungry as hell and grabbed a slice of pizza.

"So why did you decide to leave Connecticut?" Reena asked. I shrugged my shoulders as I swallowed my food.

"I guess you could say it wasn't for me." She nodded her head and took a bite of her Pizza. I watched as she moaned and closed her eyes, making me chuckle. She opened her eyes and glared at me.

"Stop laughing. I haven't had pizza since I was a kid." My mouth flew open.

"Seriously! My god, I couldn't." I watched as she giggled and covered her mouth while chewing on her food.

"Well, my mother was pretty strict about my diet." I nodded my head in understanding. I had a set of foster parents at some point and apparently I didn't fit their 'body type' so they put me on a diet. And once that didn't work they starved me. Thankfully they ended up finding out I was intersex and sent me back. I honestly thought they already knew but I was glad they didn't because I was able to get out of that house.

"Did your parents do that to you?" She asked while taking another bite of her pizza. I looked down and mentally frowned. Yes, sometimes I do get a little depressed that my parents didn't keep me, but I try not to let it get to my head.

"No actually. I have been an orphan since I was born. But my foster parents did at some point." I watched as her eyes kind of lowered like she felt bad for me.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." I shook my head and waved her off with my hand.

"It's fine. It wasn't that bad. I ended up growing up and went to college so all's well if it ends well." She slowly nodded her head and finished the last bite of her pizza.

"Do they have wine here?" She asked. I nodded my head.

"What kind?"

"Red." I smiled seeing that that's my favorite. I stood up and went over to the front counter.

"Can we get an entire bottle of red wine?" The woman laughed and nodded her head. She went to the back and came back with a full bottle. I thanked her and paid and grabbed two cups then went back to the booth. "Here you go." She thanked me and opened the bottle. I watched as she poured her wine all the way to the top making me mentally laugh. I on the other hand filled it half way. I am a light drinker so hopefully this doesn't do anything.

Time flew by faster than I thought. We talked about ourselves and it was amazing. I found out that her favorite color is grey, that's why she loves my eyes, she loves reading more than anything, she's not the type of person to go out and have date nights, but would rather stay inside have a drink watch movies and read. Which I completely understand. And she hates her entire family more than anything. I don't really understand that part because I can't relate. But I do understand that families have the up and down moments.

I told her a few things about myself like favorite colors, movies, seasons, and places in the world. All things along those lines. About time she started asking serious questions we were both completely drunk. Her a little more. Although I am a light drinker, she had about four full glasses of wine. "What are you hiding?" She asked. The wine took over me a little as I started laughing.

She started laughing too and it got to the point where I forgot what the question was. "You know, you are very hot." She said with a hiccup at the end. I smiled and blushed a little making her laugh even more. "But I don't like secrets that much." She said while pointing at me. I chuckled a bit and started to get a little sober.

"I don't either. But the thing I am hiding is something that people don't find to 'hot'. So I keep it to myself." She nodded her head drunkenly.

"How do you think I will react if I find out?" She asked. I sighed and shrugged my shoulders.

"Well I would hope you would be accepting and treat me no differently." She nodded her head. She squinted her eyes at me and pointed at me again.

"Do you have a kid?" I chuckled and shook my head.

"I would be more open to that if it was true." She hummed in agreement. Her finger then lowered down still pointing at my body until she was pointing at my pants. I started to panic a little and cleared my throat. I mean I don't really care if she finds out, or anybody. I have been open about my condition but I don't see the need to tell anyone unless I'm getting ready to sleep with them. And if that, they already know. "I think it's time to go." I said as I looked at my watch to see it was 10:15. My eyes widened as I looked around. The workers were just talking to one another and cleaning.

Reena said that I was probably right and attempted to stand up but fell and I laughed at this and helped her up. I left a $20 tip seeing as we left a little mess. We walked out of the place with her leaning on to me. I was a little sobered up but not enough to drive. I waved down a cab and he stopped right in front of us. I opened the door and carefully put her in the car. Once she was in I got in and closed the door. "Okay, give me your address so I can tell him." I said. I watched as she leaned on to my shoulder.

"Just take me back to your place so you don't have to spend all that money." She said with a yawn as she snuggled into my shoulder. I smiled a little as I told the driver my address.

It took about five to eight minutes to get there. I opened the door and slowly tried to move her seeing that she was asleep. I gave the driver the cash and picked her up bridal style while holding her purse on my arm. She was actually quite lighter than I thought.

I carried her in the building and all the way up to my apartment. I grabbed the keys out my pocket and opened the door. I closed it with my foot and carried her to my room.

I laid her down on my bed and let out a deep sigh as I put her purse down by the bed. I took out her phone and put it on the charger because I know I hate when I wake up to a dead phone. I looked at her like a creep that I am and shook all the thoughts out of my head. I turned around to leave but suddenly there was a hand around my wrist. I turned around to see her green eyes looking at me. "Stay with me." I knew that that was her drunken state talking so I shook my head.

"You're not going to remember any of this in the morning." I whispered as I kissed her on the head. She sighed as she drifted off into sleep.

"I wished I was married to you instead." Was the last thing she said before she fell asleep.