Oh, Geometry

It’s funny how things change over time.

The person who was your best friend for most of both middle school and a lot of high school can suddenly turn around and decide that she’s done with you. And then once it’s time to get a job in the “real world”, she suddenly is applying for a job at the same place as you, and you would be her boss.

Well, that’s where my story begins.

After Julie decided to be a bitch to me and say that she didn’t want me around anymore, she basically comes looking to me for a job. I thought to myself, “should I actually hire her?” But something inside me forced myself to give her the job. It was probably because I still had some feelings for her, of hatred, love, and the desire for her to take me back as a friend.

She reacted so strangely when she saw it was me interviewing her. The first thing I said to her since high school was, “isn’t karma a bitch?” and laughed at her face. Well inside I laughed, and would have out loud if I didn’t need to be professional. Her interview went surprisingly well; she actually started off by apologizing to me. First for her being such an asshole in high school, and then for wasting my time. But we continued the interview and afterward I talked to Matt, who was co-supervisor with me. He suggested we should give her the job. He obviously didn’t know how much of a fickle attention whore she has always been.

Which is why we chose to hire her. All a little part in my little revenge scheme. I could tell her to do what I wanted her to do, and if she ever denied the task, I would be able to kick her ass to the curb. I know it sounds a bit childish, but oh well. It would be so much fun to be the one holding the reins for once.

The number she gave to me to reach her on was a hotel room phone. When I told her she got was the job, she told me that she couldn’t stay in the hotel room much longer, and asked if I had an extra room at my house where she could stay.

Really? Did she just ask that? Seemed my little scheme was coming into works much faster than I ever thought.

Of course I told her she could stay with me for a little while, until she got a house of her own to live in.

That little while turned into three years. And in that time, she told me she was in love with me. At first, shock ran through my mind, followed by “A Day Late” by Anberlin. During that time, my husband, Dan, and I had our first child, Kiera. But each time my husband went on a business trip, she would be all over me as if she wanted to have “hot lesbian sex” with me. She even described what she wanted to do to me, with rather disturbing details.

“I just wanna lick your pussy, suck on your nipples and, oh I have a dildo in my bags, wanna try it out?”

Ew. A used dildo? Fuck no. I told her that she could easily be fired if she tried any of those antics again.

It wasn’t like I cared about people having workplace relationships, but not ones involving someone who was already married. In my office alone, there were two or three romances going on, Ashley and Derek, and Janine and Amanda. Neither of them ever came into work wanting to blab about how much fun they had the previous night.
I tried to tell Julie that Matt looked interested in her. But I really couldn’t understand why. She was really short (not even 5ft tall), and relatively round. And according to my sister, looked like she could easily be a troll. That was when we were much younger, and when I had hidden feelings and an unrequited love. Now I realized how my sister was completely right, she was troll-like.

Surprisingly, Matt actually did ask her out, no matter what I told him, like how she was always such a little shit. And always will be. They went on a few dates, and then, apparently she told him that she wasn’t into him, but really enjoyed all the nice dates. She told him she would much rather prefer to be with me.

Yes, all of this crept both of us out. At least I basically had control of her life. But I still couldn’t help that I still had some sort of feeling for her. And when Dan went on a business trip, I chose to let her kiss me. It was such a strange kiss, but she seemed to be really enjoying it, and I let it continue. Until she got to the point where she started to undress both me and herself. I excused myself from her clutch by telling her I had to feed Kiera. Only for her to ask if she could watch.

“No way in hell you filthy little whore!” I didn’t care if I hurt her feelings in any way, it was only a little thing compared to what she has done to me. I was severely hoping that she would tell me she was going to buy her own house, but that day never came.

Weeks passed, I asked her when she would be moving out, and she asked when Dan was going on his next business trip, or I was going to divorce him.

Each day I would tell my little squad what I should do about her. I couldn’t fire her at this point, she had become a big part of our team. Ashley suggested that I should remind her about her vacation time, and buy a new house so that when she left on her trip she would be confused when she got to the old house. That was a bit drastic. But not half bad an idea.

Matt probably came up with the best idea. When Dan was preparing to go on a business trip, hide something he would need, then call him and tell him about it, all without Julie’s knowledge, so that when Dan returned, she would be all over me, he would see it, and force her to leave.

I planned to try that, except it didn’t go as I had planned. I called him, asking if he was missing his razor. And of course he told me he had bought another one. Perfect. Now I was stuck with my little obsessed nut case, with her trying to get “inside of me” as she put it.