Chapter 12 - Can this day just pass already?

Previously:

I'm too tired for this shit. With that being said, I gave the fakest smile possible and inquired,

"Yes, Ms. Chase. How may I help you?"

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Bitchrice (A/N lol bitch rice) continued to glare at me and I began fidgeting from the uncomfortable tension.

"um-"

"You. Take me to your CEO." She demanded, pointing right in front of my face. Her intimidating aura was back in full force and if it were to be anyone else, they probably would've either pissed themselves, taken her to Mr. Covell immediately or fainted on the spot. But this was me and I've dealt with meaner shit than empty threats.

Fatigue was really getting to me so now I was grumpy and in need of some sleep. I was too tired to keep up the fake smile and the customer-friendly tone. Instead, I turned to a more bored and blank tone. "Is it an emergency of some sort or in need of urgent attendance?"

She outwardly growled. Her bodyguards were 3 meters away from us but they looked ready to pounce on top of me. "Whether it's an emergency or not is none of your concern and should not matter. You already know who I am and the power I have. Like the receptionist behind me, I can also destroy you. When I demand something, you give it. Now I'm telling you, take me to Leo."

As a paralinguistic response, I gave her a blunt look and completely brushed over her threat. Now I'm getting pissed. Go shove your power up your ass. "Unfortunately, if it's not an emergency of some sort, I cannot attend to your demand. I, like that receptionist over, do not have the authority to take you to Mr. Covell. Hell, even I can't meet him without booking an appointment myself. So with all due respect, no. I will not take you to our CEO. I'm also off duty now."

I think handled that pretty professional if I do say so myself. My reply left her (and some people around me for some reason) gaping and wide-eyed at me. It was as if I just committed the greatest sin known to mankind. Bitch I just said no. I gave her a half shrug and added on, "well with that out of the way, I'm going to go now. I've had an awful day and I would like nothing more than my own bed." I started for the exit once again but was pulled back by a firm grip on my wrist. I found the owner of the grip to be Beatrice herself and boy did she look furious. I looked at her with my left eyebrow quirked up and my frustration began seeping through to my frontage. She was a volcano who was about to explode and boy, explode she did (in her very squealy way).

"How DARE you?! Who do you think you are?! You have NO RIGHT to refuse ME. My company is partnered with MegCorp and therefore, I have every right to enter this building whether you like it or not! Leo and I have a very close friendship and something even more. You're basically messing with his lover! I am getting you fired!"

I simply blinked once she finished. I pried my hand away from her tight grip, observed the mark on my hand and with annoyance, answered her questions. "I am Nerovsky Poston. I have every right to refuse you since one, I don't work for you and two, my job description does not mention being personal escorts for random walk-ins. Also, Rameno is not your company, it's your father's and after this act, it will probably never be your company Ms. Heir. Plus, if what you said is true, we wouldn't be in this ordeal and you could've gone in without our consent. Furthermore, I don't care about your personal relationship with our boss. We told you what we could and can't do, and you blew up on us for doing our jobs. Finally, you can't get me fired. As mentioned earlier, I don't work for you."

Ok now everyone was staring at us with pure shock written all over their faces. There were more phones out recording the interaction, which gained an internal groan. I want to fucking go home, not gather attention for fucks sake. Beatrice was stunned out of her mind and her bodyguards were beginning to shuffle closer. However, Bitchrice put her hand up to stop them and focused on me. There was straight-up murder written all over her face and you could see her being this close to punching me then and there. That's what I expected to happen, except she surprised me instead by snarling, "I am going to destroy in every way possible. Both emotionally and physically. Starting with your family, then your friends and best for last, you."

Well, that was uncalled for was my first thought before my mind was taken over by rage. I usually wouldn't have taken the bait but the exhaustion seemed to affect my tolerance levels negatively. My mouth morphed into an open scowl and I felt my left eye twitch again. She noticed this and took a step back in defence, eyes open and dilated. You could fucking threaten and send murderous intent at me all you want but NO ONE and I mean NO ONE messes with my friend(s). If I were anymore weary, I probably would've punched her out of the building, but it seemed that I had some rationality left in me. Instead of being physical, I crossed my arms over my chest and I growled out my unfiltered thoughts.

"Listen here you bitch. I've just had the worst fucking day this fucking year has to offer and you just had to go cement that fact it didn't you? Now I'm going to have to go off at you and once again, be on the verge of being fired. This time though, I'm 90% sure it's happening. Anyway, not the point. You, Beatrice Chase, are nothing without your father. It's not your money. It's his money. You leech off like Paris Hilton but even she released her own shit. You are nothing but a leech who believes that they're greater than everyone because you have money.

Well reality check princess, you're not. Your personality is toxic and every friend that is with you is probably there with you for the money and clout. You never had and never will have any right to abuse any of the employees in this building like you did with me and the receptionist over there. Actually, no one has the right but especially you don't. So you can go stick your power up your ass. Moreover, get your airhead checked and leave your fucking delusions. Because the truth is, you're nowhere near even being Leo's side hoe, let alone a girlfriend. If that were the case, people would know around here because we're the biggest gossipers of the century. You're forcing yourself to believe in an impossible dream and in the process, making yourself look crazy. You probably fell for the damn guy because he was the only guy nice to you, even after knowing your nature. Honey, if that's the case, he's only being nice because you're a business deal. Nothing more.

So do me a favour and get your head out of the clouds and crash back down to earth. In the most painful way possible... Ah right also. My family is dead so if you happen to go after my friends, I cannot guarantee your safety or your life." I said the last line in the dreariest tone possible and made sure my red-eye was visible to her, to scare her a bit.

Once done, the entire floor was dead silent. So silent, you could hear a pin drop (I use this opportunity to calm down and return my eye back to normal). Even the elevators weren't making a noise. Ok so maybe I went a bit too far with what I said but I don't regret it. She pissed me off while I was already pissed. Beatrice and her gang were completely frozen, where the bodyguards joined the jaw-dropping club. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything and forced my way home. I seemed to break everyone on this floor. Finally, after like a minute of just nothingness from Beatrice (everyone else was whispering to each other), a range of emotions was displayed. Shock, anger, sadness, shock, anger, fury, crazy. It stayed on crazy.

Without a warning of any sort, she lunged at me and I barely moved to the side, still facing her. Bless for my godlike reflexes. Everyone around us shuffled towards the exit, in hopes to escape. But she didn't stop there. Out of nowhere, there were strings coming at my right arm, which caused me to back away by backflipping into the air. I landed Spiderman style. I was cool boi.

(A/N reference)

I looked where I was standing to find the marble tiles cracked and the surrounding chairs had fluff coming out of them. This caused panic among the surrounding crowd, so people were screaming and really trying to leave the building. Well, most were. Some were hiding because they either thought they couldn't escape or because they wanted to get everything on their phone. That is really inconvenient and I need to get rid of all those videos somehow. Gotta talk to Aiden about that. I brought my attention back to Chase and strings were coming out of every exposed skin, with even her hair being string-like.

"Oh fuck you possess an Oddity." It was meant to be a mutter for only myself to hear but apparently, I said it loud enough for her to hear. She laughed (quite diabolically if I do say so myself) and declared loudly,

"HAHAHA DAMN STRAIGHT I DO. YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE MESSED WITH ME YOU MORTAL HUMAN! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU VERY PAINFULLY!"

I stood back up and dusted myself off. We need to get out of here before she destroys the building and hurts the very uninvolved people. You know for making up only 0.05% of the population, there sure is a shit ton of us crowded in one place. Doesn't really make us rare now, does it? I put my hands on my hip and stated,

"Chase. Sorry to burst your bubble but possess an Oddity too."

"WHAT?!"

I continued adding on, "I would also appreciate if you, you know, didn't go berserk in here. You're involving innocent people as well as destroying our building. You're not even meant to bring out your power in the first place. It's illegal for us."

"I COULDN'T CARE LESS. NOW DIE."

Welp I tried. She shot a dozen strings towards my direction, all of them hardened which in return made them invisible spears. I dodged behind the now empty reception desk as a physical barrier against the flying spikes Fuck I can't even defend myself using my own power? What do I do? What do I do? Where do-

My internal train of queries was put to a halt when a loud but well-known voice echoed around the floor. As soon as I heard the voice, I released an unintentional sigh of relief.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"