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"Y/n, I can't stand you here! I will transfer you to Los Angeles. " I stood in front of my boss like someone just completely flipped my life upside down. "W-what? Why? what did I do? I did everything you asked me to, and now you want me gone?"
"Arrr... Yes, god, dame it! You always mess things up. I don't need someone like this in my company. But I can't fire you, so you will transfer to Los Angeles. Packe your things and go. Your flight is tomorrow at 8 am." he looked so angry that I just nodded and walked back to my desk.
You're probably thinking, what the hell did I do to upset my boss so much. Well, I have done absolutely nothing. My co-workers pushed all the'r work onto me, and because of that, he thinks I do nothing. Since day one, I wasn't able to fit in. But that was normal for me. It has always been that way, and I don't think that will ever change. Now I have to move to Los Angeles what is crazy because right now I live in Germany but what he doesn't know it that I love talking English and that I am good at it. So pay back Bitch. There was only one problem that I didn't want to face...My Boyfriend. Lets say he isn't the nicest but I love him. His name is Jackson and he is 2 years older then me. He is 22. But he gets realy jealous when I am around other guys. Now that I have to move...I have no idea how he will react. My bestfriend Aliz always tells me that he is toxic....Maby she is right but I love him...right?
When I got home from work with my things, I tried to put them away before my Boyfriend saw me. A second afer I put the stuff away he came in my office room. "How was your day, babe?" I looked at him. "Oh... aah, it was great....." I quikly looked away and tried to walk out of the room, but he grabbed my wrist and twisted me around, and smashed me against the wall. "YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE IT WHEN YOU LIE TO ME BITCH !!! Now I give you one more chance to tell me what happened at work." The moment my back hit the wall I felt all my air and love get puched out of me. I wanted to cry but I knew that if I did that he would likely beate me up. When I didn't respond quikly enough he punshed me in my ribs and held my hands above my head routhly. "I GOT TRANSFERD TO ANOTHER COUNTRY" He let me go and stumbeld back against my desk. "What...." He looked like his world is faling apart. "When are you leaving?" "Tomorrow morning" my voice was shaking at this point. "I...I don't think that I am abel to hold a long-distance relationship." As I heard that I should have been sad, but I was so relieved. I can't even remember when I felt this good to hear bad news. "Oh...well, what do you want to do about that? I have to go." "I am going with you." I felt my heart drop. "s-sorry, but you can't come with me because it's not allowed." He got up and threw a glas next to my face that had standed on my nightstand. The glass had cut a deep gash across my face, which I now held with tears in my eyes. He stormed towarts me and starded beating me up. "YOU WILL NEVER MOVE THER YOU HAVE TO STAY WITH ME!!!" I cried and thought - How could I love this man? No... I never loved him. I just wanted to be loved.- After 10 minutes of beating me up, he left the room saying, "I am braking up with you, and it's all because of you. You are nothing special, and you will die alone. Bye Bitch." I heard him pack and leave the house. 10 minutes after he left the house I stood up and went to the bathroom. I took my phone out and called my Bff. "Hey Bitch whats up?" She answerd. "H-Hey...can you come over....." My voice was shaking and quiet. "...What happened? Are you okay? I am ther in 5." "Just get here and I can tell you." I ended the call. When she arrived I broke down and told her everything.
The next morning I said goodbye to my Bff and my Family. The flight took 13h. And let me tell you one thing, these 13 hours were the best of my life.
After I got there and getting all my things I saw someone standing at the exit with a board that has my name on it. I walked up to him. "Hello my name ist Y/n Y/l/n nice to meet you sir." "Hello Miss. Y/l/n I am Marco Martinson, your Boss told me to get you." "Oh okay, so I am going to meet him now?" "Yes." "okay thank you sir." "Please follow me to the car." After 30 minutes of driving we finally arrived at a huge building were my Boss is supposed to be. We walked in and I had the feeling that this wasn't going to be so bad. As we arrived at a really huge door Martinson turned to me. " You have to go in there yourself. I am not allowed in there. I will wait for you at the car." " okay Thank you" Martinson left and now I was alone infront a huge black door. I took a deep breath and opened the door. In the room there was my Boss, sitting infront his desk working. He looked up from his work and stood up. As he made his way towarts me I wanted to turn and walk out of ther but I knew I couldn't do that. "Hello Mis Y/l/n my name is Derek Martinson. Its nice to meet you." He smiled and we shock hands. " Its nice to meet you too sir. If you don't mind me saking....Are you and Marco Martinson related?" I had to ask. "Hahahah.. Yes we are. He is my son. Please take a seat." We walked to his desk and he sat down behind the desk and I sat down infront of his desk. "So Miss. Y/l/n why did you get transfered?" I knew this question would come....would he believe me? I don't know, but I have to tell him. "My colleagues pushed all their work onto me so that my old boss thought I wouldn't do anything. I never really fit in there either." Having said that, I looked into my new boss's eyes and all I saw was sympathy and warmth. "I understand that well, you have the job here. You can choose between the tattoo parlor or the waiter job."I didn't have to think long for an answer. "The tattoo job is perfect, sir." "Okay, then here's the address and time you need to be there." I took the papers and looked at them. "Amm sir. It says I have to be there in a week?" "Yes, because I want you to settle into your new home and take a look around town." I gave him a confused look that made him laugh.
Time skip to when Y/n has arrived at her new house.
After Marco drove me to my new home, he helped me bring all my boxes inside. "Thanks Marco for your help." "No problem. I am glad to help. Oh, and here's my number so you can ask for help or a tour of the city if you need it or just looking for a friend to hang out with." I took the piece of paper that had his number on it and gave him a startled look cause nobody ever wanted to be my friend. "T-Thx" After Marco left, I put his number in my phone and wandered around the house. I had never lived alone in a house before, so I just started exploring the rooms. For example, what things I had in the kitchen or where the bedroom is and whether there is a guest room or not. I decided to just go to sleep because it was already 10pm and I was tired from the long flight.