~ HAMES HENDRIX ~

"That's it? I'm done? Whoa, I didn't see that coming." I shut my laptop with a graceful smile on. If I knew I'd be done with work at the office so early, I'd have gone with Imogen to Mr. Hawthorn.

Remembering the closeness between Imogen and I earlier today; how my arms were around her, my hand on her chin, the way her beautiful lips moved when she said 'I love you too' (ignoring the fact that I made her say it), made my smile extend.

I had never been this happy in my entire life. Being with Imogen was the greatest joy of my life and I couldn't wait to have her as mine completely. I assured myself that that was going to happen very soon.

Since I was done with work so early, I could either go to Kade, Mom, or Amanda's, or a club, or anywhere fun.

"I better give Amanda a call before she feeds on me next time we meet, out of anger." I chuckled, picked my phone from the table and dialed her phone number.

After the second ring, she answered the call. "Hey, sugarbunny."

"We've gone from tiger-beer to sugarbunny? Okay." I rolled my eyes at her.

I heard her laugh. "Yeah, whatever. Why did you call? Do you need something?"

"Nope. I just decided to call you today." I fiddled with the tip of a paper.

"Are you kidding me? You know that's a lie."

I laughed. "It's not, I really called to say 'hi', nothing else."

"Idiot."

I furrowed my forehead. "Why? How?"

"Never mind."

Why were the women around me so problematic? She'd be mad at me for not calling her and also insult me for calling her? Jeez...

"I won't."

"Anyway, we haven't rescheduled our friendship date."

"Oh, yeah. I think my secretary forgot to fix it into my schedule last time I told her."

"Yeah... about that, don't bring her along else you'll rue your decision. And, I've been wondering... I wanted to ask you since I first heard it but I didn't want to disturb you. The gossip news about both of you, is it true?" "Who knows?" I smirked.

"Are you crazy? Is it true?"

"In a way, it is."

She gasped. "Really? I thought it was a false rumor. Is she the one you "I heard a beep sound that cut her off.

"Hello?" I said but there was no response. I retrieved the phone from my ear. The call had ended. It was probably accidental and I wasn't interested in calling again.

I rose to my feet, arranged everything I need at home into my briefcase, took my suit coat from around my chair and hung it over my shoulder.

I strutted out of my office. As usual, I left the company through the backdoor.

If Imogen was still going through the files, I could still catch up and go with her. I increased my pace and to where my favorite car ought to be sitting but it wasn't there, confirming she had left with it. "Where's Imogen?" I asked a random driver who had driven me multiple times.

"She just left a few minutes ago."

"Oh, okay."

"Do you need me to drive you, sir?" He asked.

I glowered at him. "What is your job if it isn't to drive me around?"

"I'm sorry for asking. Which car do you want me to drive you in?"

I answered him by walking towards one of my cars. He sprinted to help me open the door. I could do it myself, I didn't ask for his help, but it was nice to know I commanded authority, even without speaking.

I got into the car and dropped my briefcase beside me, wearing my suit coat.

The driver shut the door and turned around to get into the Driver's seat.

"Take me to 'RICARDO International'." I said to him.

He nodded and started the car.

I picked my phone and decided to explore my social media accounts for the first time in a while.

I stumbled upon a couple of weird things as I was exploring it, viewing other celebrities like me. I was slowly drifting to stumbling upon the accounts of celebrities that I could work with.

I raised my head after a few minutes as the driver drove past Mr. John Hawthorn's company. Imogen was going to be in it already. I could go in and help her out with whatever she needed but she had to do a few things on her own. I returned my gaze to my phone's screen, scrolling through social media.

A few more minutes later, my phone began to ring. It was a call from Kade.

I answered the call and placed the phone on my ear. "Hey, bro. I'm on my way to your company."

"Hames!" He exclaimed. "Where are you now?"

"In my car, on my way to your company. Why?" I said and I heard him heave a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought you had mentioned that you were going to Mr. John Hawthorn's today."

"Yeah, so what?"

"The company is on fire right now."

"What?!" I screamed. "How's that possible? My car just drove past the company a few minutes ago. How can it be on fire?" My head began to throb.

"It is on fire now. Jovi just drove past it right now and called me. A lot of people are running."

"Driver, turn the car around!" I barked.

"What's wrong?" Kade asked.

"My Imogen is in the fuckibg building."

"Imogen?"

The Driver was being slow with it so I held his shirt from behind and jumped over to be in the front seat.

"What are you doing, sir?" The confused man asked.

I pulled him out of the driver's seat and to the passenger seat, making the car swerve abnormally but I quickly sat on it and controlled the car, turned around and started driving at full speed, overtaking different cars.

I hoped Imogen was safe. How could it be on fire? I saw the company a few minutes ago and it looked perfectly fine. "My Imogen." My heart was pumping in extreme fear. I couldn't imagine anything happening to her. Why did the company have to be on fire today, why was it when Imogen went there?

I didn't care whether or not I was breaking any traffic rules, I was speeding so fast, wishing the car could fly and be there quickly.

After a few more minutes, I brought the car to a stop in front of the now-burning building. As quickly as I could, I ran out of the car.

I was bumping into different people who were running. Firefighters truck and ambulance only arrived here. I checked around but Imogen wasn't here.

I ran towards the building but was held back by two men.

"What are you doing?" One of them barked at me.

"Are you crazy? My girlfriend is in there."

"You can't go in."

They were definitely not ready to listen so I pushed them off to the floor and continued running into the building.

My running was halted by a burning chair that fell in front of me. I stepped back from it and continued running, still bumping into people that were running outside.

How could everywhere be on fire? And Imogen was nowhere in sight.

I definitely knew where Mr. Hawthorn's office was and with hopes of Imogen being there, I ran up the stairs.

Things on fire continued falling in my way but I still ran. I was very sweaty already.

I got to the third floor and fifth door, which I remembered as his office. The door was also on fire but I kicked it open, greeted by a fire that was hungrier than the ones I had been bumping into. There were lots of woods and door frames in here that were also on fire and falling to the floor.

I scanned the entire room and my eyes bugged out as I noticed Imogen on the floor, in a trap of fire, looking lifeless.

I took my suit coat off and threw it behind me, running towards her. The fire in here was crazier so I had to jump over some items which didn't have so much fire burning them, in order to reach Imogen.

I had to pass behind the fire trap, from a burning curtain, to avoid getting burned by the burning log of wood.

I carried her up in a bridal style. Her entire body was hot and sweaty. "Imogen," I called for her but she didn't respond, making my heart race a thousand times faster.

I passed over the burning curtain again and continued running, moving back from burning things that were falling and ensured with my life that nothing touched her. I successfully got out of the room.

"It started from Mr. Hawthorn's office." I heard a woman yell to a firefighter.

With Imogen still in my arms, I ran down the stairs, and found my way out of the building.

The normal breeze outside felt so cold against my sweaty skin.

I ran to my car. My driver quickly opened the door to the backseat, taking my briefcase away and I shoved Imogen into it.

"My phone! Start driving me home." I said and got into the backseat, keeping Imogen's head on my lap.

"Home or the hospital?"

"Home!" I barked. He got into the driver's seat, dropped my briefcase beside him and started the car.

I checked around for my phone and I spotted it beside my briefcase. I didn't remember dropping it there but I picked it up and dialed my female Doctor's number.

"Pick up, pick up." I said impatiently.

"Hi, Mr. Hendrix." She said after answering the phone.

"Hi. Please come over to my house right now. My girlfriend was involved in a fire accident. Bring the best equipment to treat her. I'd be home soon, you must have arrived before me." "Okay, sir."

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