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well I guess I’ll talk to you later.”
    “Alright mom. Good night. Call you when I get home,” I say as I walk out of the door.
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 8
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    I wake up the next morning on time for work but decide against going.
    I don’t even call in to let him know that I wouldn’t be in.
    There is no use because I don’t know if I will be going back anyway.
    I get out of the bed and head towards the kitchen to grab a banana and some yogurt. I hear my phone going off in the distance and I know that it has to be Rhett, so I don’t run for it. I eat my banana and yogurt and slowly head back towards my room.
    My cell phone goes off again and I glance at the caller ID. Just as I suspect, it’s Rhett.
    “Hello,” I say into the phone already aggravated that he has the nerve to call me after what he said to me yesterday.
    “I need you to come to my penthouse. It’s an emergency,” he says into the phone.
    “What kind of emergency, Rhett?” I ask, not believing him one bit.
    “Look, can you just come? I really need you right now and I don’t know who else to call.”
    “Why are you not in the office? Today is a work day, you know,” I say sarcastically.
    “My penthouse in twenty minutes,” he says as he hangs up the phone.
    I roll my eyes as I place the phone back down on the bed.
    Since he’s at home, I see no reason to get dressed in business attire, so I pull on a pair of skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. I grab my white sneakers to put on and grab my keys as I walk out of the door.
    All I can think is that Rhett better be dying if I have to go all the way to his penthouse to see him when he should really be at the office. Casually, I get into my car and drive the short distance from my apartment to Rhett’s penthouse.
    Once in front of his building I get out of the car and get on the elevator that leads to his penthouse. Once on his floor, I punch in the code to enter and walk inside.
    “Rhett. Rhett,” I call out.
    I hear some moaning and walk towards it.
    He’s lying across the couch with a bottle of liquor in his hand. It reeks of alcohol once I get up to him, and I immediately know that he’s drunk. After that speech that he gave me and the change he made in himself yesterday… it was all for nothing.
    “You’re drunk!”
    He looks at me and looks back at the ceiling as if I said nothing to him at all.
    “What kind of emergency are you having, Rhett? Because all I see is a drunk excuse of a man!” I yell. “You call me over here early in the morning for what? To see you drink your life away once again? You have got to be kidding me!”
    “I called you because I’m just so freaking miserable, okay?”
    “Oh…”
    “I’m barely holding onto my business and I can’t trust anyone in it.”
    “People…”
    “Everyone is out to get me because I’ve been down for so long,” he interrupts. “I need a good business manager to keep things intact because if I don’t find one soon, I know they will try to take my Dad’s company right from under me.”
    “No they wouldn’t… would they?” I question.
    “That’s why I had to fire Bill yesterday. He was making it possible for them to vote me out and I wasn’t having it. When I saw the papers, I knew that I had to slide into action and do something and I did but I don’t know how long that’s going to hold them off. They really want me out and I’m not sure if I can even stop them at this point with the mess I’ve made of things over the pass two years. I’ve missed meetings and blew off clients multiple times till they don’t even let me attend meetings anymore and tell clients that I’m very busy so that they don’t have to see the drunken mess that I’ve become. It’s bad. Really bad. Dad would be so disappointed in me.”
    “So basically everything that I said to you was true,” I say slowly. “About them wanting to vote you out and you losing everything if you