the office during summer episode 79 & 80

?THE OFFICE
DURING SUMMER☀
(Feelings; From Me To You…)

By; Sommy Pearl F.

Chapter 79&80

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“Where?” Scarlett asked.

Dylan wrote down the location in a paper and handed it to her.

She arched her brows, and stared at the handwritten note.

“5 stars club?? Its in a really far place. Reaching there would take more than 2 hours” She breathed.

“Yeah. Actually, She’s a stri-p dancer there. She has a new identity though. Her new name is-

“No,,, I don’t wanna hear it. She’s still Samantha to me, whether she likes it or not,,, period”

“Okay then” Dylan said, and Scarlett kept the handwritten note in her bag. written by sommy pearl f.

***

Phil entered the room fully, and switched on the bulb which quickly lightened the whole room.

He looked at the thick, hu-ge curtain which covered the middle space of the wall.

He took the curtain away, expo-sing the white board.

It had pictures on it, black marker writings, and red ropes around, signifying that, it was an investigating procedure.

Pictures of Dylan, Scarlett, Samantha was there. A blank photo was also there. On it was the question mark sign (?).

It was the unknown.

Phil bit his lower li-p and came closer to Samantha’s photo.

He took the black marker from the top of the board. He wiped the word ‘missing’ with the magnetic duster and replaced it with ‘found’

“Should I just stop this? Or move forward?” He thought.

“No,,, I’ve gone far. Right now,,, I nee-d to know the unknown caller and the true rapist. I nee-d to know why I was framed” He swallowed ha-rd.

“And what truly happened years back… His voice trailed off.

THAT SAME NIGHT, 12PM**
5 STARS CLUB**

Scarlett slowly walked around the clubhouse. The lights of different colors bombarded the whole place.

Scarlett’s ears were filled with the loud music and rhythms.

Everyone were busily dancing, while some drank and discussed.

Scarlett looked up to see stri-ppers dancing around the steel pole.

She noticed a familiar person at once.

“Sa…Samantha??” She whispered to herself.

“Samantha!!!” She shouted but the music clouded her voice.

Samantha who danced around the pole was smiling from ear to ear.

Men who stayed down, whistled, and cheered her.

She was wearing net leggings, over a ti-ght short top, which brou-ght out her cleavages. She had a tatoo on her arm, and she looked quite savage.

A man, in his late forties signalled to her and she walked over to him.

She stretched her arm and the man held her hand before she jumped down.

“You’re looking hotter this night. Noticed you were out of town” The man said.

Samantha flaunted her hair.
“I was out of business, rather”

“But you’re back, I guess?”

“For good” She answered and the man smiled.

He sque-ezed her right as* cheek and she smiled.
“That equals to a thousand dollar bill” She uttered.

Scarlett watched them in disbelief.

“Then, how much for a night with you? Same bills?” The man asked.

“Its thrice the price now” She answered.

The man frowned.

“You ought to un-derstand or aren’t you a business man anymore??” Samantha asked.

“You got me. Things are ha-rd now. So, yeah,,, I un-derstand you. Lead the way”

Samantha smiled and stro-ked him un-derneath.
“You’re talking now” She winked, held his ne-ck tie and led him away.

“Samantha. The Fu-ck” Scarlett muttered, with red eyes. written by sommy pearl f.

***

“Yeah baby. Thats it. ha-rdeerrrr” Samantha mo-aned loud.

Scarlett was gasping for breathe now.
“Is that my sister or some imposter??” She thought, hearing the sounds.

“Damn it. Why isn’t this place sound proof” She complained, hearing as mo-ansounds from different angles filled the air.

“I’m out!” Scarlett shook her head, and walked out.

***

Scarlett sat on the stool,watching the club bartender dry the gl@$$es with a tidy clothing.

“Hey” She called him, raising her arm.

He obediently came forward.

“You got strong beer?” She asked.

“Yeah” He nodded.

“A bottle” She raised a fin-gerand he nodded.

He walked to the gl@$$ed shelf, trying to select.

Scarlett looked down.
“I’m really disappointed in you sister. Like seriously”

2½ HOUR LATER,**

Scarlett quickly raised her head up. She had dozed off unknowingly on the table.

“Aiish. Why?” She lamented.

Everywhere was still lively, since it was a night club.

Scarlett sighed de-eply and stood up.

She wanted to get to the ladies, to ease herself.

She finally saw it and stepped in.

She mistakenly bumped her shoulder against someone’s che-st.

“Sorry” Scarlett muttered. written by sommy pearl f.

The person scoffed.
“Eyes up, girl!”

Scarlett scoffed as well.
“I did apologize, didn’t I??”

She turned around, to see Samantha facing her.

Scarlett blinked her eyes, while Samantha looked back at her unperturbed and unfazed.

“Sa- Scarlett paused, immediately Samantha turned around to leave.

“Samantha” Scarlett held her arm.

Samantha looked back at her, with a frown.
“The name is Lolly, girl”

“You’re still Samantha to me”

Samantha scoffed
“Hands off me, freak!” She yelled, and pulled her hand away.

“Samantha!!”

“Don’t you ever call me that. Samantha is long dead!”

“Don’t do this to me, please. You’re hurting me! I came looking for you and this how you treat me?!” Scarlett was crying now.

“Don’t forget you hurt me first! Not minding your business and bullying that guy in this first place. Its my vengeance, not you!”

“I never bullied him. I just made him feel what he did to you! He ra-ped you!!. He…deserves it”

“And what if he did? Was it your pu-ssy he Fu-cked”

“Samantha. stop… that’s too much. We are sisters,,, so mind the statement, you utter” Scarlett warned.

“Its Lolly, girl and I ain’t your family” She said, wanting to leave.

“Why did you leave?! Why didn’t you return?? Why didn’t you care! Mum!! You didn’t even come for her!”

Samantha said nothing, and continued walking away.

“Mum is blind!!!,,, Do you know that??!”

Samantha just continued walking.

“I…I…Samantha,,, I have just 7 days left. I’m gonna doe !!!” Scarlett shouted and Samantha stopped.

She slowly looked back.
“What?”

“You heard me. I’m leaving!!” She cried ha-rd like a baby.

Samantha just watched her.

***

Phil quickly opened his eyes and looked around. He was sweating. written by sommy pearl f.

He had been dreaming ever since. He had a nightmare, more like a remembr@nce.

There, he was being beaten by Scarlett, badly.

He also saw when the florescent bulbs came crashing down to his eyes when her stick tou-ched it, after she jumped and landed down on him.

He sighed de-eply.
“When did i sleep here? Can’t believe I dozed off here”

He was still in the secret room.

He was about to leave when his eyes caught with a black metal long container, which had a puppy holder attached to the mouth piece.

“I guess the drawing won’t be in there anymore” Phil thought.

He sighed de-eply again, took his eyes off and walked out.

THE NEXT DAY, 12PM**

Phil quickly stood up when he heard clattering outside.

He ran out to see Scarlett’s things of the floor. It fell from her bag.

“A mistake” She muttered, and bent down.

Phil also bent down, to help.
“You’re just coming?” He asked.

“Yes” She replied, without looking up at his face.

“Its unusual of you. You rarely come late” Phil said, standing up.

Scarlett arranged her things in her bag and stood up.
“I guess I shouldn’t have come in the first place” She said.

Phil was perplexed.
“I don’t un-derstand. Wait,,, are you sick?” He asked, worriedly.

He wanted to check her temperature, so he raised his hand to touch her forehead but she quickly shifted back.

Phil’s eyes glued to her.
“Lett? Is anything wrong?” He asked.

“I…finally found her. My sister. I saw her” Scarlett said, slowly.

Phil gulped.
“Happy reunion, I guess? What happened?” He asked.

Scarlett sniffed.
“Can I please, hu-g you?” She asked.

“Why not? Do you nee-d to even ask? I’m yours. So,,, just do to me what you please”

“I should do, to you,,, what I want?” She raised her brows.

“Anything you want. I’m all yours” Phil smiled.

Scarlett kept a pa-rtially cold face. She slowly walked to Phil, and hu-gged him.

Phil hu-gged her back.

Scarlett closed her eyes, and slowly opened it, expo-sing her cold and ha-rd glare.

“Finally found you, Mr Feel” She thought, and exp-osed the pen knife, which she had taken out from her bag.

TBC