Techna
“I told you not to come to work, Techna. You are pregnant. ”
“Yeah, you are right. I am pregnant, not paralyzed I want to work, so you will let me work!” I took the piles of paper on my desk and started arranging them yearly. It contained the finances of the company, from 2005 to 2018. That was what Tyler had given me, and he asked if the work wasn’t too much.
Why would it be too much, if that’s what I asked for? This man is delusional.
“I shouldn’t have given you the work, it’s too much. You are pregnant and the doctor said…”
“Stress isn’t good for pregnant women, right?” I snorted. “This isn’t stress, Tyler. I can manage, and I need to make my own money. I can’t keep on dwelling on you, you know.”
Tyler had a smug look on his face. “What?”
“Do you notice that you are still dwelling on me for money.” He chuckled. “I am the one paying your salary. So you are still dwelling on me for money, anyways.” He smirked.
I mumbled some incoherent words before looking back at him and narrowing my eyes at him. “But I am working for it. It’s better than just collecting your card.” I turned away from him and back to my work.
He groaned in response before heading to his office, but a very annoying voice stopped him. “Baby!” Mels said and went to hug him.
He stumbled a bit before holding onto her waist as she kissed him, more like eating his face. I rolled my eyes and continued arranging.
And not to forget the day when Tyler and I went baby stuffs shopping, and she interrupted. She practically dragged him away from me and I was left alone to go to the cashier and drag the plastic bags all the way to the parking lot, only to find them kissing on the hood of his car. He told me she was the one that forcefully kissed him anyway.
“Mels, I have told you to stop kissing me. We aren’t together anymore.” They weren’t?
“But…”
“No buts. We weren’t even really together.” He said and gently pushed her away.
“But wasn’t the sex we had like a month ago too good?”
I hit the table with my fist and stood up.
Mels gasped, facing me. I shot an irritated glare to both of them. “Keep your sexual activities to your selves, not everyone is interested!”
Mels smirked. “Oh my gosh. You are such a jealous bitch!”
“Don’t call her a bitch Melissa.” Tyler said shooting her a glare.
“And you…” I pointed at her ignoring her statement. “I will cut your tits, and stick it both on your forehead. And your p*ssy? I will squeeze it out until you come no more. So you won’t have any orgasm again.”
Mels gasped and looked at Tyler. “You… Oh I get. Is it because you got knocked up by some guy that’s why you are being a bitch?”
I got angry and all I saw was red. She already knew I was pregnant, because I was already showing. I moved towards her, and pushed her backward.
“You don’t know who knocked me up.” I glanced at Tyler.
“Why would I care, isn’t it some guy you had a one night stand with when you were whoring around as a stripper? What will you tell your bastards, who their father is?” She smirked.
Oh, she didn’t! I saw red once again, and without thinking I slapped her across her face real hard. The intensity of my slap pushing me backwards.
How dare she call me a whore?! A stripper? Oh my God. I wasn’t meant to lash on her like that, but my hormones were all over the place. I felt something wet my shirt.
“Melissa, that’s enough. You don’t talk about her like that, she deserves respect. And never call my kids bastards again. You are fired. I don’t care what your dad says, get out of my company.”
I looked at Tyler surprised. I wasn’t expecting him to stand up for me.
“You are the father to her baby? You are disgusting Tyler.” Mels said sending a glare my way.
“You are the disgusting one. You stupid, manipulative bitch. You are still the same since elementary school. You stole my best friend from me! You lied against me! “I yelled out with tears running down my face and I was exhausted.
I ran to the female’s restroom and slammed the door shut. I walked towards to sink and looked at the mirror. The girl looking back at me wasn’t me, she wasn’t Techna.
I pulled my shirt up and looked at my baby bum, I smiled and rubbed it. I can’t wait to meet my babies, even if they were a mistake at first, they are the best mistake I have ever made.
I sat on the floor and leaned on the wall, pulling my legs up to my chin as I cried silently. I hate Mels a lot. I know hate is a strong word, but give me some slack, that woman is a first class bitch!
How dare she call me a whore?! If I am a whore then what is she?
I didn’t know someone opened the door and closed it, until I saw a movement through the corner of my eyes. I looked up, and saw Tyler leaning on the wall his hands shoved into his pocket, his hair messy, and his face showing no emotion other than concern.
“What are you doing here Tyler?” I didn’t want his sympathy, in short I didn’t want anyone’s sympathy!
“I… uh… I wanted to know if you were okay?” He said more like a question, scratching the back of his neck and I found that cute.
Where did that come from?