124: Hell’s Occupant

SCARLETT

Hell’s newest occupant.

That’s what I’d become from the very second I walked through the doors of Logan’s company, and as horribly as my day has gone from that moment onward, the universe still didn’t give me a fucking break.

Alex’s presence just had to top off a bad day and make it even worse. I wondered what had gotten into him that made him develop some false sense of responsibility towards me, but I wasn’t some damsel in distress that would bend over backwards once he made some empty promises to save me from damnation at Logan’s hands.

I gripped the files in my hands tighter and headed towards Logan’s office door, I didn’t have time to worry about Alex when my descent to hell could be quickened if Logan didn’t get these files.

“Here,” I grudgingly dropped the pile of photocopies on his desk, “is there anything else?”

He took his sweet time looking through them before picking up a card off his desk and practically hurling it in my direction. I dodged it at the last second