Ch5: You have no idea what you've got

Cherry was outside the office waiting, she waited nervously for Rex's meeting to be over while hugging the documents tightly to her chest, she was sure her knuckles turned white from the pressure she puts.

“What am I doing here if he wasn’t my boss? Why was I so nervous all of a sudden when I stepped in there, I simply made a fool of myself, going in there and freezing like iced fish.” Cherry complained to no one other than herself. She was trying to weigh her options if she should leave or not, but she soon came up with an answer.

“Nah I’ll wait.”

It seems like forever before the door finally opens. Cherry straightened up from her position looking at the rich businessmen coming out in their expensive suits. They were dressed in rare fashioned materials that were uncommon in most parts of the US. Some of them greeted her with hooded eyes while some ignored her existence but the last person who looked younger than them winked at her and blew her a kiss. Cherry physically cringed at him and spat invincible spit. 

“Stupid rich people.” Cherry muttered very low under her breath. She grudgingly watched them as they all entered the elevator chatting without sparing her a look.

Cherry has never being a fan of rich people, she always detests everything about them, because of their snobbish controlling and possessive nature Cherry had been a victim of their weird nature. She describes them as evildoers looking for who they would trample next. She was only tolerating Rex and the rude receptionist because of the money.

“What was that for?” Rex asked her when his visitors were clear from the hallway.

Cherry looked up at him in confusion, she noticed the fingerprints from the slap was still evident on his face. He must be pissed right now.

“What?” She asked him rudely, putting up a good attitude.

“Don’t play dumb with me you know what I am talking about.” He took a step closer to her, they could feel each other heat but Cherry stood her ground.

“Maybe if you elaborate more I would understand.” Cherry told him and walked away from him, she carried herself with pride to her desk while Rex followed behind. She bent down gathering her things from the desk and floor in preparation to leave when Rex burst. 

“Don’t you ever walk out on me.” Rex roughly grabbed her by the arm forcing her to look at him.

“And mind your own business.” Cherry yelled at him twitching to get her hands free.

“It’s your first day here and you’ve been much trouble.” Rex spoke, his voice growing deep.

“Why do you care? You aren’t my boss!” She spat in his face.

“You little devil, you have no idea who you are messing with.”

“I bet I do. I am messing with the wrong guy.”

“So you know.” Rex lowered his voice glaring at her beautiful eyes.

“I am messing with a man child who wants attention by claiming something he is not.” Cherry smiled victoriously at her statement towards him. Rex became furious with her, he pulled her and pushed her against the wall, his eyes never leaving hers.

“Respect yourself I am telling you for the last time. It’s better now than late if you want to keep this job.”

“You are hurting me.” Cherry interferes not giving a straight answer. She was so keen on proving herself she did not care about the consequences.

“I haven’t started yet.” He said and placed her back on the ground.

“Mr Angelo you have a visitor.” A man called from behind Rex but he paused seeing the awkward position they were in. He nervously stumbled on his next words not having anything to say. “So- sore- sorry-”

“Who?” Rex asked him his eyes not leaving Cherry.

“Mr Garcia, sir.”

"What does he want?"

"I have no clue sir." The man responded.

“Send him in.” He spoke through gritted teeth without looking at the man. The man behind quickie made a quick exit taking the elevator.

“You!” He pointed a long finger at Cherry’s face and she bit on it. Her reaction surprised him which made him jerk his hand away glaring at her. “I will get back to you when I am done.” With that he walked away to the elevator.

“I’ll see if that happens.”  Cherry called before Rex fully disappeared into the elevators. Rex poked his head out looking at Cherry from head to toe, he said nothing and draw his head back.

“You better not miss this opportunity if you love this job.” A male voice sounded from behind Cherry, startling her to the bones, Cherry looked behind her to see a very tall huge man. He was bald and he wore blue jeans with a brown polo t-shirt.

“Sorry who are you?” Cherry asked the strange man, getting defensive all of a sudden.

“Blade.” He answered calmly. Cherry could not point out if he was answering her to make her feel at ease with him or he was just being himself.

“Do you work here?” She asked again, trying to figure who he was and what he was hiding.

“The question is do you love your job?” He asked instead of answering. Cherry looked at him like he was crazy. Sh quickly suspects he was not someone clean.

“I am not answering that.” She told him flatly while edging to reach for her purse. She did quite try putting up a strick face while talking to him, for she was known to be shy but fierce.

“You are too stubborn and judging to realize anything.” He said and moved closer to her desk.

“You have a potty mouth.” Cherry pointed at him.

“Do I? Do I?” He gave her a disbelieving look, telling her she knew he was right.

“What is your use here?” She decided to take the conversation into a whole different level, though she solidly prepared herself for any surprise attack if that happened.

“I do not argue with chatterboxes because I have a job to keep.”

“Did you just insult me?”

“Did I?” He smirked a bit. 

“Cocky bastard.”

“You are a huge piece of work.” He told her.

“Are you insulting me?” Cherry asked sounding offended.

“Take it as you want but I just got one thing to tell you, sorry not really tell you, rather it is an advice. Rex Angelo I know is not a calm person by nature, neither is he the best you can come across. You should consider yourself lucky and blessed you still have your job and you aren’t a victim of Rex Angelo firing side. If I were you I will hold on to it and cherish it as pure gold in the hands.” He advised her and walked to the elevator. He pauses then looked back at her.

“Many will kill just to get what you have.” With that, he left.

At first Cherry ignored what he said but as she prepared to leave for home his words kept haunting her mind when she did not want to think about it. She took a five minutes bathroom break but his words still linger in her mind. 

Feeling restless and disturbed Cherry head to her desk and sat on the chair. She then leaned back thinking about everything and how far she has gone.

“What do I have that is so special?” She asked herself finally after trying to restraint her thoughts.