“Neither is happening! It’s my business. I have the final say on where we go. We aren’t going anywhere!”
I sat back in the bed and folded my arms across my chest.
“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled.
I wish he would think he can just demand that I move out of that building. I am paying little to nothing for rent, and I am locked in on that price for the next three years. I know other people in that building that are paying double what I am paying. I’m not moving. It’s my name on the door, not his.
I was pulled from my internal dialogue by Samuel talking on the phone.
“Hi, Vince…yes, I am doing better thanks for asking. I did receive the card and the flowers, thank you. I haven’t been into the office, but I am hoping I will be cleared to go back soon…Yes…thanks. So look, I am calling because I need one of those empty floors you have in the building. They are still vacant, correct?... Good. No, I’m not expanding, yet. There will be another firm occupying it…No, not my competition, my family…Correct. Can you send over some numbers to my secretary so I can review them?... Yes…Great. I look forward to hearing from you. Thanks…Take care.”
He disconnected the call, put his phone down and turned the volume up on the TV.
“You think you can just force me to move?”
He didn’t respond.
“How do you have an attitude?” I snapped. “This doesn’t have anything to do with you!”
“What the hell did you just say?” he asked after turning towards me, his signature scowl back in place.
“I said this doesn’t…”
“You repeat that crap and I’m pushing your ass out of this bed. You’ve been at this hospital every day moving my legs, monitoring machines, talking with doctors and washing my dick! I thought that made us a team. My welfare has been your number one priority but when I have something to say about what’s going on with you, all of a sudden it has nothing to with me? Get the hell outta here with that bull,” he waved his hand then turned his attention back to the TV.
“It’s not bull…”
“Yes, it is bull! I can’t be all weak and crap, unable to physically defend you but have you walk into a building every day that is not secure. I won’t be able to concentrate or get anything done. You are my everything! Don’t you get that? Nothing can happen to you! Then you said some crap about capital and staying in that building because of the money. Are you kidding me? Everything I have is yours, Vee. Everything! You don’t get to put yourself in danger to save a few bucks. If you can’t afford the rent, then I will personally front the money to the firm, and you will pay me back. Period. Patterson Law is moving. Do you understand?”
“Fine.”
“Good.”
UGH! He makes me so mad! I sat back and folded my arms across my chest.
“Hey everyone,” Ray said after a quick knock before entering.
“Hey Ray,” I said dryly then turned back to the TV.
“What’s up, El,” Ray said while putting the bag of food down on the bedside table and pushing it toward the bed. “How are you today?”
“I’m better than yesterday. Thanks for bringing this food.”
“No problem.”
“Tomorrow or the next day I should be getting some information from Vince, the building’s owner. Can you make sure I get it?”
“You are back to working already?”
“Somewhat.”
“Is everything okay?” Ray made eye contact with me, and I rolled my eyes.
“It’s fine. We were discussing some moves that are about to happen,” Samuel answered.
“More like forcing,” I rolled my eyes.
“O-kay. Then, I’m out.”