Almost Raped

After Freddie left Amelia’s room, she stood up and began to pace in the middle of her room.

“Can I work in his office? I don’t think so. He hates me, and he is scary.

This isn’t a good idea. I don’t think I can work well in his company. What if I ruin something, and I have to apologize again! Oh God, this isn’t good. Why is my life like this!” Amelia sat on her bed again and lowered her head in sadness and thoughts.

The sudden sound she heard at her door jolted her out of her mind, and she saw Hudson walk in.

He stood at her door and stared at her with a straight face. “My room is still dirty,” He said, and Amelia sprang to her feet.

“I was preparing to come. I. Am. Coming,” She stammered, and Hudson moved closer to her. She gulped hard and stared at him as he approached her.

“You were preparing to come and you were sitting?” He asked, and she slowly bounced her head. She bowed and played with her fingers nervously.

“Why are you still waiting? You don’t know the way to my room,