The days were rolling fast and I had been trying my best in avoiding Halen, and Matt, at all cost. Even intentionally missing office hours.
I would rather stay back home and do nothing than lose my value by meddling with those two immoral freaks.
I thought highly of myself, and preferred modesty and upholding good morals, even though sometimes I crossed the lines– not as much as theirs though. But even though I liked that I stayed clean, it was all that mattered.
I decided to pull up but keep a low profile. Halen would surely see me, but I would try as much as possible not to let Matt see me.
Another day, another office drama, when Halen Halen and her group gathered around, It wasn't a good mood. I didn't care too much about it anyway, the group hated me, and I disliked them.
Unlike Halen, she wasn't so active, as she would normally be in office, she seemed cold. Her face was pale, and her eyes were reddish, though not too much, but it just wasn't clear enough.
I started putting my eye on her, however, I had to make sure she didn't notice I was staring or looking at her momentarily.
Whatever happened, they didn't want to let anyone know, so I got interested, I thought I must know, after all what was I doing? Nothing. I was occupied with nothing, even if I was, I would have still dumped it for the time being.
The office was boring and dry for me, and many other interns, because some days, we did absolutely nothing. The weather was cold, and not everyone was wearing sweaters.
Some laid their heads on the desk sleeping, or talking to one another. While some hid their faces under their desks reading or working, and some were busy with their smartphones and computers, obviously.
The instructor at that moment, was teaching herself, I can tell you that because, no one was even listening. The stings of cold ran through the room, taking over the smooth air, while the brain of the ignorant Interns were freezed into a frenzy by the arrogance of the weather.
And all the while, I wouldn't take my eyes off Halen's group. I thought something bad might have happened in their sexcapades. Maybe it affected Halen more. Yes, I wonder why my brain would always go at that side of things. Such a bitch.
Even till break, and after break they were still together. Like guardian angels comforting Halen.
I was still observing them and how suspicious they were acting, like they were into some secret organization. I observed without doing anything, but not until later, when every other eyes were shut,when every other ears' walls were closed and when every other heart rested, Including theirs.
One of the main reasons why I wanted to find out about the problem was because of Halen's involvement. Even though I was hiding from her, we had some kind of connection, that was weird, and at the same time unexplainably awesome, but the connection was just, like I said, weird.
I left my seat, and made sure the sounds of my food steps didn't disturb any sleeping lions– their ears of course. And I made sure those eagle vision– their eyes of course, didn't set their gossip ridden eyes on me.
I settled down at the back of the seat which the three of them occupied, after some careful steps, and multiple look-arounds.
I bent my head low and tapped Halen at her back.
"Hey, Halen," I said, whispering her name. She looked back with her reddened eyes which mentally oppressed my own eyes.
"Um I'm definitely not going to talk to that look, and those seemingly devilish eyes. I want to talk to you Halen, if your heart isn't infected of course" and she was just staring at me like I was some clown, and when I had finished my blabing, she said…
"Are you finally ready to talk?"
"Not really…" I replied thinking with my eyes, dragging it to different corners.
She shook her head and was about to turn away and bend her head, when I got the courage to jump into the case, with my two legs, which was a mistake, of course.
"Hey what's wrong with you?" And immediately I asked, the three of them turned around at the same time with furious and heart killing looks.
I felt like jumping out of the window, I saw myself as a stupid person at that moment, and whatever they were thinking of me, I was also thinking of myself. I held my breath, and gulped, as the rush was too much to bear.
"What the fuck Is wrong with you bitch? Huh? You fucking useless piece of shit. Get the fuck outta here now" you might have guessed who just said that. One of them increased the heat of the rush on me, and I could feel all the fire of anger in her, burning my body.
I didn't even know what to do or say at that moment, and the first thing I did was to look around the office to see if anyone was looking, to see if anyone saw me get a big share of humiliation from these rude shits.
And of course, there were a few heads that just popped down to their desks. They saw it all. And most of them must have heard it.
I thought of staying there, to prove that I was strong, and wasn't a bitch or a useless piece of shit, but at one end of my miserable brain, I might as well get an accompanying strong and hot slap.
I had to respect myself, at least. And with the next moment that came, I went away with it, to my seat. Hoping that the ground would open so that I would varnish, and be forgotten. I wondered how I was ever going to forget those faces, those words and the humiliation itself.
But was I just going to let it go? I hoped not, I had to become another version of the witch.