“What the hell?”
“I think this jackass is yours!” Leya said.
“Oh, baby, there you are, I was just, uh-”
“Gary your hands were on her ass!”
“Come on, Tris, you know she doesn’t do it for me. She’s a fatty nobody, but you’re the one I want,” as he fumbled with his apologies, Leya, narrowed her eyes and unceremoniously pushed him.
Gary stumbled forward, caught off guard. He surged forward and knocked over Tris. They both stared at her from their positions on the floor of his apartment with their mouths hanging open.
“Leya?”
“You little tramp-”
“Nuh uh, you don’t get to call me names. That’s it, I have had it. Mr. Trainor, I quit!”
With those words ringing in her ears, Leya Tremayne took the stairs two at a time. She stood outside trembling in the chilly night air as she hailed another cab. The noise and lights of the big city were nothing more than a blur through her unshed tears and the noise in her head.
She went home to her apartment and the first thing she did was turn on her laptop. After sending two short but sweet emails, one to HR and one to Gary.
She informed them both of her decision to quit without notice and thanking Gary for his generous agreement to giving her two-weeks’ pay up front and without notice. Take that you jerk. She also gave them instructions on where to send the few personal items she left in the office.
Afterwards, Leya looked around her rental. It was a decent size, but it was sparse. As if she’d just moved in. She sighed and closed her eyes as she realized she hadn’t made a single real friend in the two years since she’d left her parents’ home and travelled to the big city to work for that jerk!
She was tired of being unappreciated and pitied! Leya sucked in a breath, willing herself to calm down. What she needed was a fresh start! But first, a little rest and relaxation.
Minutes later with an airline ticket and hotel room booked, Leya let out a long sigh.
Paradise, here I come!