EPISODE ELEVEN.

EPISODE ELEVEN.

JENNA'S POV.

"Maybe yes, or maybe not, Jenna." Mom says .

I soak in those words for a while, thinking about what I just did to myself, because that is the most confusing thing I've ever heard in a while.

How do I know my stand in all of these if I don't know anything about Lana?

What am I even fighting for again?

"Did you lose your tongue when you came in and saw me with a visitor?" Dad's voice jolted me out of my pool of thoughts and I almost hissed out aloud.

"Exactly,Dad. I have no business with your visitor or whoever he is, that's why I choose to ignore." I shrug nonchalance, ignoring the daggers he's throwing at me with his eyes.

"You never cease to embarrass me, Jenna Wolfe." He mumbled bitterly, the old me would have been moved to tears hearing such words from my own father but I'm no longer bothered, it now sounds like his daily mantra, I've always been a disappointment.

"Good for you,then."

"Jen!" Mom scolds me in a sharp tone, turning to me angrily.

Sighing, I ignore both of them and leave the house to get some fresh air outside, hoping that the booming thoughts invading my mind would just stop but it didn't.

After walking to the estate gate, I had no choice than to call an Uber to take me home.

The drive was slow as hell and infuriating as the man kept on playing some annoying music, I have no strength in me to call him to order so I just let myself go through the torture.

My phone starts to ring which almost made me jump out of my seat, I'm now scared of phone calls after receiving the news about Lana.

Fuck, maybe I need to see a therapist.

Surprisingly, it was Rosie, my personal assistant and secretary whom we've been together since when my company was just a piece of idea written in my journal.

I cut ties with her after we started experiencing financial constraints in the company because I'm just too guilty to face the situation that I failed to keep my company above water.

But her persistent calls leave me with no choice than to pick it up.

"I wondered when you were going to respond to my messages and calls." She complains bitterly over the phone, a tired sigh escapes my lips.

"I'm sorry, Rosie, I've been in a bad place." I try to justify myself which she would definitely fall for because she's an empath.

"No worries, just letting you know that I moved out of my apartment, in case the thought of me slips into your mind and you're ready to stop beating yourself up."

I swallow hard. My cheeks heat up in tears as Rosie's words seeps into my brain. She probably found out that Elijah took my company away from me and everyone knows that I have no personal account of myself which means that I'm stranded and broke as hell and the kind hearted Rosie is always easy to house me even though, I've been nothing but a coward.

"Rosie." I croak out tearfully and I hear her chuckle dryly.

"Just make sure you kick his ass whenever you're ready to, and kick it hard."

I chuckle ruefully and sniffle out tears.

"Besides, why did you move out of your apartment? It's closer to the company."

Silence descends the atmosphere which doesn't mean anything other than the fact that Rosie is hiding something from me.

"Rosie."

"Uhm." She mutter.

"Just spill it." I stress, because there's nothing more shocking that I haven't heard in the past few weeks.

"Fuck, I thought you knew about it? He said you signed it and I checked well just to see that it's your signature."

My breathing quickens immediately, what the hell did Elijah do again?

"Just spill the fucking tea!"

"We all got retrenched, from the security officers to cleaners, even the HR, we got sacked due to financial constraints as he mentioned, it was fucking intense." She explains.

My hands go over each other as the phone slips off my hand, Rosie's voice keeps on drifting far from me as I start to sob.

How could someone be this cruel and unforgiving? Those workers did nothing wrong, they all struggled with the job and chose to stay even after their salary was reduced to an unreasonable amount.

They trusted me so much, how did I even manage to forget about them?

Why did I get immersed into something less important and let the people who worked hard with me suffer?

I'm such a horrible person.

Oh,God! What do I do now? I can't use violence to explain myself because I did it once and I wasn't even allowed to voice my mind.

Maybe submitting to Elijah and begging him to pity the workers would work but he's such an asshole, He takes pleasure in watching me suffer but I don't have a choice, I just have to try.

I would be forever guilty if those people continue to suffer because of me.

Cleaning my face, I clear my throat clumsily, ready to finally say a word to the driver who's been peeking at me since.

"Please, take me to J's apparel." I ask in a polite tone, the driver only nods.

I knew Elijah would be there, he's probably basking in joy with his new lover and milking the life out of me.

I'm going to give them that pleasure they want tonight, as long as they heed my pleadings.

I dragged my legs reluctantly to the company after the driver dropped me off, old memories flush in like a torrent.

Barely five years ago, I landed my life changing deal and was celebrating with Rosie and the few workers we started with, happy and victorious that our hard work paid.

Then, the many lows and ups we faced, I never gave up until I trusted myself with a man who ruined my life.

Forcefully, I pressed the button of the executive floor in the elevator and waited patiently till it dropped me off.

As my predictions, Elijah was there, but with some company.

As I walk closer, their voices grew bolder and more audible, I opened the door without giving them a heads up and surprisingly, it was Ryker's crazy friend who's a lawyer and bailed me out earlier.

My jaw drops in shock as I stare at her, her hair looks so ruffled but other noticeable features about her are still in place.

I turn to Elijah who looks as good as a fucked person in confusion.

"My goodness, did you trace me down here?" The lady questioned aloud in a taunting tone, almost making me scoff.

"What?"

"See, I know you and Ryker are having a hard time coming to terms with these but I just can't help but...."

With tears laced in my eyes, I raise my hands up, cutting her off.

"Thank you."