Quatre / Four

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“Sex is more than an act of pleasure, it's the ability to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, so comfortable that it's almost breathtaking to the point you feel you can't take it. And at this moment you're a part of them.”

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“Honestly, thank you for everything but I'm fine!” I tried to get off the hospital bed but I was picked up and hoisted back by Jet.

Jet shakes his head, “I'm going to find the doctor. And you-” he pointed at Nila, “Make sure she stays put.”

Nila salutes Jet as she acts all serious but once he leaves the room, her excitement is spilling out of her, “Oh Shey did you see the way he protected you tonight? You should have seen the action before the actual action.”

She cools herself off before she sits on the bed next to me, “It's not happening Nila! He helped with Bruno and well that was a good thing but he is my boss.” I gave her a stern look.

Nila plays off what I said by swatting her hand in the air, “All just facts you are stating but-” she pauses, “No Nila! Could you just go check where the doctor is?” I lay back in the bed with a sigh as Nila got up and made her way towards the door.

I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, waiting for the doctor to come. My mind finding itself back in the alleyway by the club where Bruno had attacked me.

I couldn't understand how he found me or how long he was there before he finally took his chance. My life was in danger and something tells me that this was not the end of Bruno showing up unexpectedly.

I take a sip of water as I wait for the doctor, Jet walks in with Nila who is followed by an older looking doctor, she has red hair with grey strands popping out, her green eyes show the most tender heart, “So dear what happened?” she asks me.

I furrow my brows and look between Jet and Nila, “They didn't tell you? And why do I need to explain what happened, I just need to be stitched up.” 

The doctor looks at me before she exchanges her look with Jet. I keep looking at Jet who only gestures for Nila to leave the room.

“Where are you going? Please don't leave me alone here!” I shout out but Jet and Nila give me a small smile before they close the door behind them.

I look at the doctor who has taken out a notepad, “Doctor what is happening?” she takes a seat next to me, “Honey, your friends thought that you might need some time to speak to someone about the events of this evening. Being in an abusive relationship does a lot to a woman’s mind and we will need a clear statement from you for your case to be valid.”

I shake my head, “Doctor, I'm not crazy if that's what you are implying? I moved out of his house, I have a stable job, I've opened up a case against him and he just attacked me tonight! Are the blood and bruising not evident enough for a case?!” the doctor shakes her head as she makes the notes.

“The court will also look into your past and the events of this evening might say that you have been drinking, I'll suggest just to take a blood test so that you have evidence that you were not drinking.” she smiles at me, “I'll send the nurse in to get that gash checked out, sit tight honey. Remember you are a survivor!”

I lay back into the bed as the nurse comes to clean my forehead, nose and mouth. She also takes a blood test and tells me that I can leave for the evening and fetch the results tomorrow.

I thank her as I take my belongings and walk outside of the room. Jet and Nila are sitting in the waiting room discussing something but the minute they spot me, they keep quiet.

“Oh don't keep quiet on my account. I'm not crazy or anything!” I roll my eyes and make my way towards the exit.

I walk out of the hospital with Nila and Jet right behind me. Nila grabs my wrist and I pull it out from her grasp, “You out of all people know what I went through and then you both go and send a psycho doctor into the room to ‘evaluate’ me!” I yell at Nila who only just stands there.

Jet tries to say something but I cut him off, moving closer to him I point my finger at him and look him in the eyes, “And you, don't pretend that you even know one single feeling towards beating up and raped, you have no fucken idea Jet! I'm not one of your clients!” 

Jet’s hard expression softens as he eyes Nila and then me, “R-Raped?” he says but I roll my eyes and walk towards a taxi.

“Nila, what is she talking about being raped? What is going on here?” he demands.

I turn around and make my way back towards them as I eye both Nila and Jet, “Oh please don't play like you don't know about me being raped, Nila must have told you all about it while you were cosying up to one another.”

Nila shakes her head as I see tears start to form, “No, you have it all wrong. Shey that is not my story to tell, I would never tell anyone about what happened unless you wanted me to.”

I looked at her confused, “Then why keep quiet when I walked in?”

Nila looked at Jet before she looked back at me, “We thought that it would be better if you stayed with Jet rather than me. Bruno knows where I live and it's only a matter of time before he finds you.”

I shake my head as I take a seat on the nearby bench, “Nila no! I get that you are looking out for me but seriously no.”

“You'll be safe with me and what you'll be with Nila. I'll take you to work, I'll keep tabs on Bruno’s whereabouts and he doesn't know where I live. You'll have your privacy I promise.” Jet tried to justify his words but I just shook my head.

“It's already been organised, your stuff will be moved tonight,” Nila says in an apologetic tone.

I grab her by the hand as I pull her to the side, “You know how I feel about Jet, how could you possibly suggest something like that! He is my boss.”

Nila starts to giggle, “I didn't suggest it, Shey! He did.”

I roll my eyes, “Fuck! Okay.”

We walk back to Jet with Nila grinning behind me, “Fine, I'll come to stay by you but I want a contract pulled up between us before anything is finalised.”

Jet’s eyes furrow as he looks between Nila and me, “Very well, that's settled. I'll see you in the boardroom first thing on Monday morning then. Enjoy your sleepover with Nila until then. Ladies, have a great evening.”

I look at Nila who is not only grinning from ear to ear but doing a happy dance, “You planned this! Say what you want, you planned this!”

Nila stops doing her dance only to sarcastically pull her face, “Even if I did plan this it would still be a great plan. I'd like to be your maid of honour and your baby's Godmother.”

I sarcastically laugh before looking at her seriously, “Not going to happen, Nila!”

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                                                              Monday Morning

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I woke up this morning and got ready for work. Nila insisted I wear something to keep his mind busy as I had explained to her what I wanted in the contract.

I had curled my hair and did a natural look with my make up for the day. Getting dressed in a black tank top, high waisted black trousers and paired them with a black suit jacket and black heels.

“You look like you are going to a funeral, go get changed!” Nila says as she pulls me back to my room.

I stop her as I pull my hand out of hers and walk back to the kitchen, “Im losing my free will today Nila, im sure the outfit is fitting.”

Nila rolls her eyes as she makes us a cup of coffee and we make our way out, “Last ‘road trip’ until the trials over then we can go away to celebrate.” 

We climb in Nila’s car and she drives me towards the familiar glass building, thanking her, I climb out and make my way into the building.

Teagan greeted me with his familiar warmth as always.

I click the number ten on the elevator and wait for my designated level.

I get off on the tenth floor as I make my way towards my office and put away my belongings. I go make myself and Jet coffee as well as warm up his blueberry muffin before I place it in the boardroom.

Not long after Jet walks in with another man dressed up in a tux, “Who is this?” I ask as the man sits down and takes out his laptop.

“Shey, this is Leonard. Leonard meets Shey. He will be typing up the contract.”

“Very well.” I take a seat across from Jet who takes a sip of his coffee and takes a bite of his muffin.

“I want all parties to know that this contract ends when the trial between Miss Shey Briggens and Mr Bruno Tatum ends. All parties are liable to sign the contract within twenty-four hours of receiving it.” Leonard says as he begins to type.

“Living arrangements, Miss Briggens will be living with myself Mr Jet Miller at my four-bedroom apartment until the trial is over.” Jet begins

“That being said, I, Miss Shey Briggens will be allowed to choose any room she desires, be it the one that Mr Jet Miller stays in or the last one down the hall.” Jet looks at me with a stern look before he looks down at his paper.

“I, Mr Jet Miller will be Miss Shey Briggens legal adviser during the trial.”

“No! Jet you cannot be my legal adviser, I don't want you in my case! Scratch that last bit. I don't want it there.” I shake my head as Jet sighs.

We carry on making up the contract with Jet disagreeing with everything I say and countering what I say with other proposals which cause eruptions from myself.

As we sit in the boardroom Leonard explains that we should each receive a copy of the contract on our desks in the morning and that it should be signed within twenty-four hours of receiving it.

“This is going to be fun.” Jet says as he exits the boardroom.

Fuck, I should have never agreed to this in the first place.

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