Love Hate Relationship

Gary shrugged "might not be up to that."

"Yea, I can see that" she laughed without humor while Gary studied her "thank you" Sasha looked at him "I haven't talked to anyone so openly for a long time. I wish you can always come around."

"I wouldn't do that" Gary rejected immediately.

"Why not?"

"Boss... You really just don't know him" he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand "there is how he thinks. You don't want him thinking something else do you?" He looked at her.

"Is he really like that?" She cringed her brows.

"He is very possessive" he smiled "and overprotective."

"Hmm" Sasha was silent "does he ever smile, like genuinely, not his smug smile or faint smile."

"Well" Gary thought about it "the boss changes like season. Back then when he was in London, they were times when he smile a lot and times when he looks like he will kill every single being in the world. Everybody knew something or someone has to do with his mood swings but you just can't tell when it will be" he remained silent "but when he is happy, we the workers always benefit from it and you will see him acting like the school boy he is, a boy his age but when he is angry, he looks like a mafia boss that is fifty or so age."

Sasha listened to all he has to say and can't help but wonder, what the thing is or who the person responsible for his mood swing was, or, could it be that girl he loves? Love can swing people's mood right? "Let's go back now" she heard Gary say and nodded. They both stood up and walked silently to Michael's room. Gary called Joseph on the way and told him that Michael has awoken, which he got a 'thank God' from the other side.

When they got to the room, Sasha hesitated before pushing open the door, she got in and Michael was staring at the ceiling, he didn't even look at her. She slowly walked up to him, fighting really hard about asking him of the girl he love but she can't or the truth is that, she was afraid of what his answer will be.

She sat on the chair again, motionless but regularly glancing at him "are you thirsty? Should I get you some water?"

The man on the bed didn't even flinch and remained silent "mom said she will be back in the morning" Sasha began again "she looked so worried and cried a lot" she looked at the man on the bed but he still remained motionless "dad was worried too. I had to force them to leave before they did" she gulped, I was worried too, so much, she yearned to add but couldn't.

Sasha sensing that he is not going to talk to her again remained silent. It was already two in the morning, and weariness was already washing all over her. Sitting silently without doing anything didn't help at all, he eyelids started closing against her wish. And she fought to keep them open.

Michael heaved a sigh as his eyes kept counting the ceiling, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw something move and his eyes went there out of reflex but it wasn't something that moved, it was his wife that was nodding in sleep. Looking at her like that, Michael wanted to laugh out loud but was afraid of waking her up. He tried to hold his laughter but it was still escaping from his mouth and he pressed his lips together to hush it.

He watched her nodding and his heart melted, a sweet smile spread on his lips, it's been a long time he saw her sleep. Ever since she moved out of their room, he has never been opportune to watch her sleep again like he does every night when they were still sleeping together in the same room. Michael let out a deep sigh and stretched out his hand to caress her cheek but his hands didn't reach her face, she wasn't that close and he knew he was the reason.

His fingers stroked her long blonde hair and his eyes revealed sadness, "why can't you love me?" He whispered "are they better than me? Why choose them over me? I'm I not worthy of your love?" He sighed and withdrew back his hand. He watched her sleep like that for five minutes and became restless, her neck might be hurting her with the way she was hanging it. He looked behind her and saw a bed, he tried to get up and then he remembered his predicament, he cursed and heaved a deep sigh.

Michael's eyes settled on Sasha again, his heart hurt with her position, just what was he to do, should he make her place her head on his bed? But his hand can only touch her hair. Just as he was contemplating what to do, the door opened and Gary got in. Michael heaved a sigh of relief as he watched Gary approach them.

Gary wanted to speak but Michael placed a finger on his lips to shush him and Gary shut up when he saw that. Michael beckoned him closer with his hand and he muttered to him "help her lie down."

Gary nodded and slowly carried Sasha up from the chair, he gently placed her on the spare bed under supervision from Michael. He turned to look at Michael when he had finished his task but only to discover him looking at Sasha with longing in his eyes. Gary was stupefied, 'what is going here? Is these two couples in love with each other but has no idea?' His mistress own is certain, she had admitted herself to him that she is in love with his boss, but his boss is confusing. One second you will think he loves her and the next second you will think he hates her.

You can't tell of his boss's feelings for his wife, he is so confusing. Gary heaved a deep sigh as he stood aside, just like his mistress wanted, he is not telling anyone that she is in love with him, if the boss wants to know then he has to find out himself, Gary concluded on that.

Michael withdrew his gaze from Sasha's sleeping form and looked at Gary "why is she still dressed in office clothes?" He asked softly.

"Em, boss, mistress rushed directly here when she heard of what happened to you. Madam wanted her to leave in other to freshen up and rest well but Mistress refused. She insisted on staying here with you, according to her words, she said she wanted to be here when you wake up" Gary answered softly. He might not tell his boss of his mistress feelings but he is going to put in good words for her with ever opportunity he got.

Gary looked at Michael when he didn't hear him say anything again but only to see him staring at Sasha again "mistress cried a lot tonight. I just hope she won't develop headache when she wakes up" and just as he expected, Michael looked at him.

"Is it now that you went to fetch her?" Michael asked.

"Not just now. When you were still in the emergency room, she was crying really badly that everybody has to comfort her and when she was told about your condition. She wanted to kill herself that the old boss has to pick her up from the floor and comforted her" Gary kept his face straight.

Michael's stared at him but he don't why he felt like Gary was exaggerating. He looked at Sasha again and sighed "was she worried?"

"She was more than worried boss."