Shattered :: Kimmers and Vi ::

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Sarah sighed, sitting in the office she had been told to work at..or forced to work at. She didnt like the job more then she liked muggles. Simple as that. Who wanted to sit in a desk, taking calls for the jerk as a boss? She sure as hell didnt want to.

Sarah let a smile grace her face as she heard his voice in her dream. She moved closer to him, wrapping her arms where ever she could.

After awhile, Sarah woke up, dazed and confused a bit. "Oh God..did I get drunk?" She asked her, sitting up. Until everything that happened yesterday flooded back to her.

"I feel like it." She groaned, leaning back on the bed. "Morning." She told him, yawning.

Sarah nodded, laying back down. She curled up in a ball for a few seconds, listening to the water in the bathroom before she stood up, grabbing some of ehr stuff and left. She felt the need to leave, thinking everything was going to fast for her,. She felt a pang in her chest, but didnt stop the tears that were building in her eyes as she walked down the stairs and out of the place.

Timothy showered and got dressed. When he was through he said, "Sarah, the showers open for you now!" He listened for a minute and then walked into the bedroom and saw that Sarah wasn't there. Timothy called out her name a few times while he searched the rest of the apartment.

Sarah walked down town to where she worked at, looking for her car. After a few minutes of not finding it, she sighed, sitting down on the steps.

Timothy wondered where Sarah went...he hoped she was safe. She's afraid, you knew it all along. People just can't accept something like this and everything be all honky-dory. There are bound to be difficulties...he thought. He sat on the bed and decided he wasn't gonna go look for her, because if she wanted to be found she wouldn't have left in the first place. He wondered if she would be mad if he looked for a job for her. He knew that there was no way she'd just not work and depend on him, he liked that in her personality-independence. But underneath her hard armour she was a hurt human being, and Timothy hoped that she would come and tell him everything...

Sarah was about to move when she heard the door open. Looking up, she saw her boss. She looked back down for a few seconds before standing up and walking passed him.

Timothy stood up, deciding he was gonna go hunt while Sarah wasn't around. He left a note on the counter, so if she returned she would know where he was...but I'll probably be back before she returns...if she does. This thought hurt, so he pushed it out of his mind. He drove his car out to the country and parked it. He took off into the forest.

"You do realize you were fired, right Sarah?" He bossed asked her rudely. She said nothing as she sat down at her desk and picked the phone up as it rang. "Hello, how may I help you?" She asked politely into the phone.

Timothy took down 2 deer before slowing down. He sat on the floor panting for a minute before going back to his car. He got in and decided to drive around and see if he could find Sarah. He was worried about her and wanted to make sure she was safe. He drove through London, cruising slowly, looking in the windows of shops and down alleys. He drove through the main part of town and passed by her old job, and slowed down to make sure she wasn't there. He braked suddenly when he saw her, through the window, talking on the phone. He was stunned, and gaped at her.

Sarah started writing down all the stuff she needed to write before taking them over to her boss's office. "Here." She told him, throwing it at him.

Timothy stared at Sarah until cars started honking at him. He shook his head, "oh" forgetting he was in the middle of the road. He pulled the car over and hopped out, walking into the building. He paused in the doorway, unsure of what to say or do, and just looked at her with a mixture of disbelief and gratefulness. He was surprised to see her, of all people, back at this job where she had so many bad things going for her, but he was happy to know where she was.

Sarah looked up when she heard the door open. Biting her lip, she looked back down, writing her stuff again.

Timothy walked over to her and said, "Sarah. What are you doing here, are you out of your mind? I can't believe you would come back here." He looked down at her in disbelief.

Sarah looked up at him. "I'm sorry...but if you would like to talk, it will have to be on my break." She said, picking up the phone.

Timothy's jaw fell open. "Really!?" he yelled out of disbelief. "YOU really came back to this jerk of a boss!?" He bit his lip to refrain from doing anything else and angrily stalked over to her bosses door. He banged on it and yelled, "Open up!!"

"Tim, get out of her before I call the cops." She told him, standing up. When her boss heard the noise at his door, he stood up, locking his door before calling the police.

Timothy cursed and said, "What's your problem, Sarah?" before he heard her boss dialing the phone. He groaned, and decided he didn't want to make a scene and ran out of the building. He jumped in his car and took off. WHat he wanted to do was knock down the bosses door and strangle him, but decided that would probably make Sarah mad...Don't know why though, after what he tried doing...

Sarah didnt say anything adn watched as he left. She walked back to her desk, sighing softly to herself.

Ugh, why did you yell at her! You should have just hugged her and told her comforting words..even if you're not sure what she wants Tim thought as he drove around. He stopped the car outside of the hotel, feeling lost without Sarah. He was worried that her jerk of a boss would try something with her again, and wanted to get her out of that situation.

When it was lunch time, Sarah got in her car and drove to the hotel, ready to yell at Tim. She made her way to the room, glaring as she walked in. "Why? Why did you have to come there?" she asked him.

"Why did I have to go? WHY did YOU even show up there, Sarah? I mean, did he not scare you enough yesterday, you had to go back for more?" he asked her. He was careful not to yell, he was sitting on the couch, talking calmly, even though he wanted to yell.

"I went back because its my job." She hissed to him, pacing. "And you cant tell me I cant work there. I happen to like my job." She told him, glaring.

"You like being taken advantage of? You like working for that...loser! He only has you there so he can watch you work, and try and hook up with you! This doesn't bother you?" he asked her. He stood up and walked over to her saying softly, "What are you doing, Sarah?" he looked deep into her eyes for the answer.