The Shadow Walkers
22: Wake me up inside
"Relax!" Samantha yelled over my Bluetooth earpiece as i ran across the street. "Dude you are not relaxing."
"Dean!" I bellowed as he and the boys dragged me down the park. "Its not me its these damn devils." Gripping the lease tight they finally stopped leaving me to catch my breath for a second. "Okay now you can talk." I sat down on the bench pulling my leg up to me resting my head on my knee. "How is LA?"
"Good. You have a day off. Should i hitch a ride on one of mom's jet?"
"No." I laughed. "I am just enjoying the day as it is. Woke up at six, ate breakfast and went for a swim and- Cass don't." I whined as he sniffed a random dog's butt. "Bad boy- and now i am on a run with my dogs." I looked up seeing Laura walking up to me with a small smile. "And now i am going to see Andy."
"All sweaty?" She asked knowing there is a gross expression on her face. "Dude."
I laughed softly handing the leases to Laura. "You can take em to the dog park, only an hour than take them home and bath em alright, after that you can just chill, i will be home in a few hours- Yes i am going sweaty."
"Who are you talking to Miss. Jones, are you alright?" Laura asked with a confused expression. I held up my hair tapping the earpiece. She gave a soft giggle and nodded. "Very well. Enjoy the run."
"Thanks." I leaned down giving my boys a kiss and started to jog to revolver headquarters. "You still there Sam?"
"Mm, i am. Dude you are going to see Andrew Biersack; sweaty, and disgusting." She seethed through her teeth.
"Samantha are you currently fucking your professor while you're talking to me?" I laughed picking up pace darting the hot dog guy and a few suits.
"No!" She bellowed. "Okay yes. Are we still on for labor day weekend?"
"Sure, use a condom." I pressed the button running across the street down the central avenue.
Ten minutes later i walked through the revolving doors tugging my hair into a high bun strolling towards the reception area. "Hey, looking for Andrew Biersack."
"You need a pass." The blonde said typing fast and furious on her computer. Not even glancing at me.
I sighed heavily grabbing my phone dialing his number. He answered on the third ring. "Biersack."
"Andrew its me Maxine i-"
"Where are you, are you leaving me, don't you want me anymore-"
"I am down in the lobby, i can't get in without a pass." I breathed. The woman finally looked up with a pout.
"Let me talk to her." I gave a nod handing my phone to her bobbing at it with my arms crossed.
"Hello-" She breathed and her eyes grew wide. "Of course Mr. Biersack i did not-" She was cut of. "Yes. Alright." She glared at me before handing me back my phone with the pass. "Twentieth floor Miss."
Giving her a tight smile i walked over to the cart just as it opened. I stepped in throwing the badge around my neck. Leaning back a young woman with red curls jumped in. "What floor?"
"20."I whispered gazing at her; okay yes Sam was right, i should've dressed for this. The woman next to me wore a perfect knitted vest with a black ankle skirt showing of her amazing calves, the red curls flowing down her right shoulder exposing one ear showing off her pearl earring. I looked down at my outfit with a huge grunt. Black spanks, jogging sneakers and a sports bra. I sure stood out now that's for sure.
"You here to see?" She asked finally breaking the tension.
My eyes wondered going up with the red dot. "Uh Andrew. Mr. Biersack."
Her attention shifted to me. "You are Maxine Jones. You wrote the article?"
"Indeed." I nodded. "Do you with with him?"
"For." She corrected me. "But i am on eighteen, Thank god for that. The man is a dominant." biting down on my lips leaning back trying not to laugh. "What makes you say that?"
"He is a control freak, sadist and not to mention anything we do he does not like, we changed the whole concept on revolver and no, he is still not satisfied." The red head groaned angrily. "I lost five pounds trying to satisfy Mr. Biersack, he is a dick." She turned me with a giggle. "Don't quote me, i don't want to get fired- anyway i loved the article. But you got one thing wrong Mr. Biersack is not gay."
"Thank you for reading it but yeah i know." i whispered. "I was just messing with him cause ya know he likes messing with others."
"You are my idol." She breathed making me burst into laughter. "Anyway, Claudia Charlean."Just than the cart opened. "Hope to see you again Miss. Jones." She stepped out just as the door closed ones again.
She is nice. Gave me a bit more insight of Mr. Black....well not to much.
Two minutes later i climbed out of the cart walking to the a two glass doors, perfect written on it 'Andrew Biersack' and neatly in bold 'CEO' i could not help but rolled my eyes pushing the heavy doors opened.
Strolling to another reception desk i gave another blonde a smile. "I am here for Andrew Biersack."
She looked up and brushed a strand from her red blushing expression. "Of course. Please take a seat," she stood up waiving to the leather seats next to the wall covered in magazine covers. I gave a nod pacing to the leather seat. Crashing on it i leaned back eyeing the young blonde girl reading through the new-york times, she looked up and pointed to the paper. I bobbed my head with a huge smile.
Just than the white door opened- my face fell instantly. "Miss. Jones."
I pushed myself glaring at the son of bitch. "Mr. Purdy." Empathizing his name. "How are you today?"
"Better now that i have seen you." He gave a wink placing his hands in his jeans pockets. "Good too see you again, hope to see you at the counsel meeting. Black Widow." With that he turned around and walked away leaving breathless and in need of water.
"Mr. Biersack will see you now." blonde number two said snapping me out of my frenzy zone. She waved to the open door with slight curtsied.
"Thank you." Brushing my sweaty dirty blonde hair back i walked into the overly large office shutting the door with my back.
"Hello Miss. Jones." He twirled around with a small smirk; wearing a black suit and a blue tie letting his eyes pop out, his hair gelled back.
"Hello Mr. Biersack."
"Dean!" I bellowed as he and the boys dragged me down the park. "Its not me its these damn devils." Gripping the lease tight they finally stopped leaving me to catch my breath for a second. "Okay now you can talk." I sat down on the bench pulling my leg up to me resting my head on my knee. "How is LA?"
"Good. You have a day off. Should i hitch a ride on one of mom's jet?"
"No." I laughed. "I am just enjoying the day as it is. Woke up at six, ate breakfast and went for a swim and- Cass don't." I whined as he sniffed a random dog's butt. "Bad boy- and now i am on a run with my dogs." I looked up seeing Laura walking up to me with a small smile. "And now i am going to see Andy."
"All sweaty?" She asked knowing there is a gross expression on her face. "Dude."
I laughed softly handing the leases to Laura. "You can take em to the dog park, only an hour than take them home and bath em alright, after that you can just chill, i will be home in a few hours- Yes i am going sweaty."
"Who are you talking to Miss. Jones, are you alright?" Laura asked with a confused expression. I held up my hair tapping the earpiece. She gave a soft giggle and nodded. "Very well. Enjoy the run."
"Thanks." I leaned down giving my boys a kiss and started to jog to revolver headquarters. "You still there Sam?"
"Mm, i am. Dude you are going to see Andrew Biersack; sweaty, and disgusting." She seethed through her teeth.
"Samantha are you currently fucking your professor while you're talking to me?" I laughed picking up pace darting the hot dog guy and a few suits.
"No!" She bellowed. "Okay yes. Are we still on for labor day weekend?"
"Sure, use a condom." I pressed the button running across the street down the central avenue.
Ten minutes later i walked through the revolving doors tugging my hair into a high bun strolling towards the reception area. "Hey, looking for Andrew Biersack."
"You need a pass." The blonde said typing fast and furious on her computer. Not even glancing at me.
I sighed heavily grabbing my phone dialing his number. He answered on the third ring. "Biersack."
"Andrew its me Maxine i-"
"Where are you, are you leaving me, don't you want me anymore-"
"I am down in the lobby, i can't get in without a pass." I breathed. The woman finally looked up with a pout.
"Let me talk to her." I gave a nod handing my phone to her bobbing at it with my arms crossed.
"Hello-" She breathed and her eyes grew wide. "Of course Mr. Biersack i did not-" She was cut of. "Yes. Alright." She glared at me before handing me back my phone with the pass. "Twentieth floor Miss."
Giving her a tight smile i walked over to the cart just as it opened. I stepped in throwing the badge around my neck. Leaning back a young woman with red curls jumped in. "What floor?"
"20."I whispered gazing at her; okay yes Sam was right, i should've dressed for this. The woman next to me wore a perfect knitted vest with a black ankle skirt showing of her amazing calves, the red curls flowing down her right shoulder exposing one ear showing off her pearl earring. I looked down at my outfit with a huge grunt. Black spanks, jogging sneakers and a sports bra. I sure stood out now that's for sure.
"You here to see?" She asked finally breaking the tension.
My eyes wondered going up with the red dot. "Uh Andrew. Mr. Biersack."
Her attention shifted to me. "You are Maxine Jones. You wrote the article?"
"Indeed." I nodded. "Do you with with him?"
"For." She corrected me. "But i am on eighteen, Thank god for that. The man is a dominant." biting down on my lips leaning back trying not to laugh. "What makes you say that?"
"He is a control freak, sadist and not to mention anything we do he does not like, we changed the whole concept on revolver and no, he is still not satisfied." The red head groaned angrily. "I lost five pounds trying to satisfy Mr. Biersack, he is a dick." She turned me with a giggle. "Don't quote me, i don't want to get fired- anyway i loved the article. But you got one thing wrong Mr. Biersack is not gay."
"Thank you for reading it but yeah i know." i whispered. "I was just messing with him cause ya know he likes messing with others."
"You are my idol." She breathed making me burst into laughter. "Anyway, Claudia Charlean."Just than the cart opened. "Hope to see you again Miss. Jones." She stepped out just as the door closed ones again.
She is nice. Gave me a bit more insight of Mr. Black....well not to much.
Two minutes later i climbed out of the cart walking to the a two glass doors, perfect written on it 'Andrew Biersack' and neatly in bold 'CEO' i could not help but rolled my eyes pushing the heavy doors opened.
Strolling to another reception desk i gave another blonde a smile. "I am here for Andrew Biersack."
She looked up and brushed a strand from her red blushing expression. "Of course. Please take a seat," she stood up waiving to the leather seats next to the wall covered in magazine covers. I gave a nod pacing to the leather seat. Crashing on it i leaned back eyeing the young blonde girl reading through the new-york times, she looked up and pointed to the paper. I bobbed my head with a huge smile.
Just than the white door opened- my face fell instantly. "Miss. Jones."
I pushed myself glaring at the son of bitch. "Mr. Purdy." Empathizing his name. "How are you today?"
"Better now that i have seen you." He gave a wink placing his hands in his jeans pockets. "Good too see you again, hope to see you at the counsel meeting. Black Widow." With that he turned around and walked away leaving breathless and in need of water.
"Mr. Biersack will see you now." blonde number two said snapping me out of my frenzy zone. She waved to the open door with slight curtsied.
"Thank you." Brushing my sweaty dirty blonde hair back i walked into the overly large office shutting the door with my back.
"Hello Miss. Jones." He twirled around with a small smirk; wearing a black suit and a blue tie letting his eyes pop out, his hair gelled back.
"Hello Mr. Biersack."
OMGGGGGG THIS WAS SO FUCKIN GOOD
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