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The already drawn out silence continues. My mind is racing with all sorts of sentences and one liners I could come out with.
"I fucked up Vienna."
Well that saved a lot of worrying.
"I don't really know what else to say other than I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have said what I said about your boyfriend, I just sort of got really pissed off, and you know..."
"No I don't know." I quietly respond, "I don't know what possessed you to comment on my relationship and my boyfriend. I never did anything to you James, at all. All I did was turn you down because funnily enough I'm in a relationship with someone I really care about."
"I know, I was just jealous. You're getting on with everyone, the whole group likes you and I know you don't like me. I wanted to grab your attention and I just did it in the wrong way."
"Should I really believe you James? You said this before and then you embarrassed me in front of everybody, so why on earth should I believe you this time?!" I wave my hands around frantically, "Why should I ever trust you again?"
It's amazed me how I've not kicked off yet. He does seem sincere in his apologies, but I heard all this last week, and then he stabbed me in the back. So I don't really know what to do or say. I need to make up with him, but purely for business, nothing else.
"Cause before all this, before any of all this shit kicked off, we actually got on. I know I came onto you pretty quickly, but I thought you and I got on pretty well and I want to get back to that, really I do."
He does seem sincere, I think. Hell, I don't know what to believe anymore.
"I suppose," I pause, deeply exhaling, "I suppose we could start over again, as friends."
I feel a certain sense of empowerment as James' face softens with relief. He jumps out of his seat and strides confidently towards me, causing me to back away quickly into the wall.
"Vienna that's all I ever wanted!"
"Great" I sarcastically comment, "If anything else kicks off between you and I, that's it. There's no going back. I mean it James, I can't keep doing this. I took such a huge risk coming here and leaving all my family behind and all that's happened since I've been here is argument after argument. We will both get fired if this keeps happening."
Honestly, I don't know why James wasn't fired when the first incident occurred. But hey, Ellis isn't really in charge anymore so I guess he doesn't have much of a say in what goes on here.
"To be honest I don't know why Ellis hasn't fired me!" James nervously laughs, "You should erm, probably get back to work, Harry will flip if he sees us."
Without uttering a word, I nod in acknowledgment and swiftly leave the room, only to be met by a rather worried looking Anna.
"Sweetie. You need to get in there right now, Harry isn't particularly happy. I managed to cover you but...oh I don't know just get back in there." Anna stutters, gently pushing me towards the stock room.
Not a thought passes through my mind as I burst through the door, a forced smile on my face as Harry and Zoe are sat hunched over the computer. I look towards Chris who is holding a water bottle and a book in his hand, and appears to be searching for something else. All eyes are on me and Chris' face relaxes slightly as he sees me.
"Come on Vienna!" Harry urges, "Chris has been swamped with online orders. This is your next one. We need the Tyne and Wear derby DVD, and a kids away strip...shorts and shirt...aged 7."
I nod sharply, and search the rail of children's away strips. My fingers clasp around the hangers for each individual item and luckily the box of DVD's is just by my feet.
"Hey" Chris whispers, causing my to jump slightly and drop the pile of DVD's in my hand, "Shit, here I'll help."
Chris crouches onto his knees, his tall physique decreasing drastically in size as he slowly begins picking up plastic covered DVD's of the many occasions in which Sunderland have completely annihilated Newcastle in one of the classic Tyne and Wear derby football games.
"Listen, I wanted to make sure that there's no hard feelings between you, myself and Zoe." He cautiously whispers, "I know some things may have kicked off with you and James, but as far as me and Zoe are concerned, we don't have anything against you. I just wanted to make sure you knew that."
"Wow, thanks. I'm really glad you guys don't have anything against me, to be honest I was a little worried." I nervously laugh, clambering to my feet.
"No don't worry. I mean, Zoe took a little more convincing but she came around eventually. Geordies aren't that easy to persuade, I'm sure you realise that!" He lightly chuckles.
"Yeah I know! But me and James are fine now anyway, we just spoke in the other room, and according to him he wants to start over. I guess it's a 'fresh start'." I explain, "Thanks though, it's nice to know everything's okay."
Chris smiles at me and heads over to the opposite side of the room, resuming his frantic search of items for his package and I breath a sigh of relief. It's true what I said to James. All that has happened since I've been here is argument after argument. There's still something going on with Henry I know there is, but to be honest that's the last thing on my mind right now.
I never thought I would see the day where James and I finally made up, and I still don't really know if he is being sincere with his apologies. He and I both know that if he goes back on his word now he'll feel the wrath from not just me, but June also, and she's fully prepared for another attack on that Scottish twat.